Monday, September 22, 2008

Lane Kiffin

I'm sure none of you except Sol know who this guy is. His name is Lane Kiffin and he's the current head coach of the Raiders. At first I thought he looked creepy and Scott Peterson-esque, but I think he actually looks like more of a killer than Peterson. All fat faced white guys are starting to look the same to me anyway. P.S. check out this incredible update on Amburr.

The story of the day is that this guy sucks. He sucks so bad his team wants to fire him but instead of doing it directly, they're going to talk about how they're going to do it for a couple days before they really can him. Meanwhile his inability to coach well can be talked about endlessly, putting his future coaching prospects back into the collegiate realm.

Maybe he is a shitty coach, I wouldn't know cause I'm not an expert at football (see my soon to be 1-2 fantasy football record). It's just kind of sad that he has to listen to everyone criticize him while he waits to get fired. Getting fired is bad enough. I just don't understand firing a coach for having one shitty season either. Some teams are bound to have shitty records, because other teams are really good and routinely beat on them. Everyone has their day in the sun, except the Browns because God hates Cleveland sports.

Monday, September 15, 2008

A blustery day

Yesterday was supposed to be a Dolly Parton/Dom DeLuise/Burt Reynolds movie marathon. It turned into a big shitstorm. Actually it was a windstorm but there was a lot of shit blowing around in the wind. We put in Cannonball Run sometime around 3:15. 45 minutes later the power was out. The DVD was also stuck in the DVD player. So we moved the party to Ryan's house and put in The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas. 45 minutes later the power was out there too. We decided to drive to our house, and we got to see so many incredible downed trees and things, so we almost didn't care that the power was already out at our house. On the way out of Ryan's place Elliot also realized he had a flat tire from the previous driving through tree debris. That sucked.

Then we decided to drive around town and listen to T.I. and Rihanna on repeat while looking for incredible mishaps and destruction. Ryan volunteered to drive so I was in since he was willing to sacrifice his car's well being for the sake of a good photo-op. Once it got dark we played a board game by candlelight and then went home. Mike and I decided that since Cory still somehow had power we should bring our food to his house and borrow his refrigerator space. Apparently our power may be out for 7 days. One of my professors asked us how many of us didn't have power and it was more than half the class. Then he asked how many of us lived on the 17th floor and couldn't use the elevators and then raised his own hand. That sucks.

I spent a lot of time trying to capture this image of a graph I made and nothing's working so you can just do it yourself. Go to gasbuddy .com and select the options for USA gas prices and include crude oil prices. You'll see something decidedly funny happening over the past few days. The crude oil price drops drastically while gas prices rise. I call shenanigans. The last time crude oil prices were this low, gas prices were 3.00 a gallon. WTF is that about? On top of these gas prices (don't even get me started) the traffic lights are out all over the city and they can't spare one cop to direct traffic at Fishinger and Riverside. It took me 45 minutes to get to campus today. I could have paddled a boat across the Scioto faster than I drove across the bridge.

Being without power is not that big of a deal. Until you leave your house. I think I screamed fuck at least 3 times today in the car. I also yelled at one guy so loud that he heard me through my closed window. I called him an asshole and he looked in his rearview at me. I'm just being Miley.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Blood money

Have I mentioned how I hate blood drives? Well I do. The Red Cross collects the blood. They claim that the price they charge hospitals for the blood only covers their costs, as if we should believe them or something. The hospital then charges about 200 dollars per unit of blood (depending on where you live) and says that half of that is their cost (to the Red Cross) and half is for labor. I don't know if it actually costs them 100 dollars (storage, delivery, the nurse who hooks it up) but I guess it's possible. The point is that the Red Cross gets 100 dollars for every unit of blood they sell to a hospital. From what I can gather, there are about 14 million units of blood used by hospitals per year, and half of those come from the Red Cross.

7.5 million units x 100 dollars is 750 million dollars. Does it cost 750 million dollars a year to collect, store, and transport blood (the people who collect it are volunteers btw). Their costs are needles, tubes, some medical equipment like blood pressure monitors, refrigerated trucks and refrigerators, oh and cookies. Those are expensive. They also have to test the blood for various communicable diseases which they claim costs 25 dollars per donation or something like that.

In addition to the amount of money they make off just the blood, they also sell the plasma, platelets, etc. Who knows how much they actually make off of your donation. Anyway, this is all the WHO's fault because they recommend that countries go to a 100% donated standard. This will somehow magically eliminate bad blood from the pool because only sleazeballs with AIDS want to be paid for their blood. Pure Christian blood comes from those with generous hearts who do it for Jesus.

Actually that's a good slogan for a blood drive. Jesus shed his blood for you, surely you can donate yours! Ugh. I hate the concept of giving away something like my blood. It's mine goddamn it! If there's anything I can say I really created, it's my blood. I'm not giving to anyone I don't know and certainly not for free. If the Red Cross didn't have so many do-gooders rolling up their shirtsleeves, they would pay for it.