It doesn't take a Genius when you have 30 of the Top 50

In having a conversation with a friend about the NBA of the recent past I realize something, David stern gets a lot of credit for being lucky not smart. Hear me out.

David Stern is the commisioner of the league in a time perioed where Doctor J, Magic Johnson, Larry Bird, Charles Barkely, Micheal Jordan, Reggie Miller, Tim Hardaway, Hakeem Olajuwon, Dennis Rodman, Chris Mullins, Detlef Shrempf, Allen Iverson, Shaquille O'neal, Kobe Bryant(I may not like him, but I will respect his work ethic.), Paul Pierce, Kevin Garnet, Gary Payton, Karl Malone, John Stockton I mean do you see a pattern here? Save Doc the beginning of that list is the damn dream team(minus Patrick Ewing who I did not mean to omit but hell once you add his name it becomes even worse). How can you NOT be successful with players of that caliber out on the world stage?

Maybe your favorite player isn't up there(I have more in mind some tired guy, this dude who collected rifles I think, hyper aggressive man, some angry rocket, somebodies granny but seriously it's like the list that never ends the 80's and 90's were basketball gold) which is why they make a comments section, but Stern had all these great players. Then he was around for the video game revolution, I remember when Lakers vs Celtics dropped, and NBA JAM that was so much exposure. And he had balance, High flyers, shooters, imposing low post presences. Now it's like everybody wants to shoot the ball.

Live long enough and you will see it all

As a youngster I remember telling my mother "It doesn't snow in February" with all the confidence and pride that all of my 8 years of life on this planet at the time had filled me with. Yup in 8 years of life I had NEVER seen a single snow fall past late January and most likely similar to many of my other fellow 70's children thought that as I had never seen it and I had seen much that it must have been impossible. That very February I was witness to one of the worst blizzards in New Jersey history, or possibly not. It may just have been my mother deciding to give me a taste of my own arrogant medicine. Well it seems that in 2011 another mother has decided to scold her rather arrogant child.

Me and many other East coast natives have been known to joke that while we love sun and sand that we prefer our ground to be nice and stable thus we will keep to our eastern shores cause the terra stays firma, ahem well I guess the ground ain so stable after all. While it was only a 5.8 for a spot where in 35 out of my 36 years when we heard earthquake we were wondering if all the folks in California were okay for once I had to hit up quite a few of my hometown and state friends and ask "are you okay". And now as if a return to some form of "normalcy" Hurricane Irene is about to strike, which also makes me think back to a guy who I used to work with who SWORE that we didn't get hurricanes up in Jersey. And yet I remember being a Jersey resident and living through at least 3 hurricanes that made it all the way up the coast as well as one that had an almost iconic video of some of the Atlantic City boardwalk floating out to sea.

So in one week in 2011 there has been an Earthquake on the east cost that rocked from Dc, to NY, to parts of Sc and now a hurricane is blowing through to smooth out the shaken terra not so firma. As I was about to name this post "isn't it great to live long enough to be proven a fool"

Little orphan Primal

Have I ever mentioned how much I HATE WAITING. I would rather be bored than waitin, or even rushed. But BORED and WAITING, man kill me.

Wth right? Where did this come from why am I all suicidal because I'm stuck waiting. Because instead of riding shotgun today I was riding 3rd seat, the company is 2 vehicles down and basically I'm odd man out. Which usually is okay unless somebody gets a case of the "dropsies" and by dropsies I mean leave me at a site where I can't do a damn thing. I mean yeah yeah this customer USUALLY complains that his system ain workin and there are no errors, glitches, or issues. And basically we walk in, nothing is wrong we walk out in like 15 minutes.

So why oh why did I get dropped off, yes it took me like 30 minutes to diagnose, which is fine. It also allowed me to use my conflict resolution skills to go ahead and diffuse a situation, granted it cost me 6 bucks but what can ya do right. I was thinking of recounting some old stories about my old "misnamed" dog Buddy.

Buddy was a cocker spaniel, little larger than your average cocker and after we had our "come to jesus" moment, to the fam he lived up to his name. But the squirrels and neighborhood kids called him "aaaaaaaargh quit playin get ya dog man". I have a picture of him somewhere, its a red eye picture which suites him just fine.

I might recount stories of old budrick(no not his real name, nor was dumb dog stupid puppy but sometimes I called him both), Minnie(mutley, useless, go away, mom can I please step on her, grrr get out the kitchen Sr.), and Brute(bobute, I hate you, don't eat people, moose dog). Buddy is gone, been gone for a long time 10 years now, minnie is just under 11, brute is like 3. Buddy is the only one I call my dog though.

Anyway another morning edition put to bed, hope everybody gets over the hump

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