because LeonSays so…

Hey NFL… it’s time for a better idea.

April 14, 2007 · 2 Comments

Pacman is appealing to the NFL commissioner, Goodell, over his suspension. Ok, great. Whatever, I’m not here to talk about Pacman or Chris Henry, who is benched for 8 games for driving with a suspended license. Sure. Ok, whatever. I’ve got an idea. I want you to hear me, Goodell.

Stop the suspensions. Yup. Stop them. INSTEAD I offer you a way to truly improve the player’s image and the NFL’s while you’re at it.

Instead of suspending a player without pay, thus lessening the entire ball club, potentially hurting revenue for the entire team and to a greater extent, the NFL… instead of that do this…

Make them play.

Donate their “suspended salary” to a charity of the LOCAL community’s choosing. So, if you’re Chris Henry, we take the money that you would have made in those 8 weeks and make a donation on behalf of the NFL to, let’s say, the Cincinnati United Way.

This way, the player IS WORKING FOR FREE which is incentive enough to not be a douche nozzle. The NFL gets more tax breaks and the United Way gets the funds it deserves.

Oh, the player is benched? Then it doesn’t count. A standard game has 60 minutes of play time, right? Well, you don’t get suspended for 8 games, you get suspended for 480 game minutes. You don’t get paid again, until you’ve played them and THE KIDS DON’T GET THEIR CASH UNTIL YOU MAN UP AND PLAY THE 480 MINUTES!!!!

This plan is genius. Period. If you don’t think so, ask yourself this…

Would the Bengal’s have had the season they had last year if Thurmon was in the lineup? Who can say? But I argue that they were a worse team without him which hurts the Bengals, the NFL, and the city of Cincinnati when they lose. Instead, make him play, then money is flowing and everyone is happy EXCEPT THE ASSHAT who deserves to work hard for nothing but the love of the game. Maybe then they’ll remember what they’re doing out there.

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The Year you were born by weaklazyliar

April 9, 2007 · Leave a Comment

maybe when you’re 13
you’ll watch a documentary
and sit in class imagining
you’re a jet airplane
far away
from your stupid little town
that’s pushing another day around the block
like a shopping cartdrag your fingers down the length of lockers in the hall
last day of seventh grade
strange
to feel nothing
all up & down the corridor
kids fly homework paper planes
press the bar
push the door
blink against the sun

what does it matter?
jet airplane

but anyone who’s ever said
nothing matters in the end
has never felt the way i did
the year you were born
when it was all crashing in
and you were so small
so small

it all matters
yeah
it all matters
jet airplane

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I agree with Jason Calicanis….

April 8, 2007 · Leave a Comment

I think that the world is over for me. I actaully agree with Jason Calicanis. Newspapers are dead.

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94 degrees in Feburary…

April 7, 2007 · Leave a Comment

The faint kiss of sage and berry falls from the ringlets of hair she’s delicately placed near my cheek. The moonlight pour in from the windows dancing up the small cup of 
sweat that’s formed behind her knee. Sweat beading from her navel down 
the front side of her right hip sliding down her inner thigh as she rolls gently 
from her stomach to her side… stealing back the lovely scent from my nose.

She realizes that she’s been asleep near me.
The surpirse in her eyes melts to relief as she exhales and remembers a
shallow breathing pattern. The moon’s kiss pulls her lips forward toward
mine and our youth finds company with fingers and knees tangling together. The heat rises from the small of her back as her hips 
float on damp sheets, she presses her palms into the firm part of my 
upper hamstring pulling her fingers north around my ass breathing into 
my neck, taking special care to bathe my nose in the sage, juniper, 
cinnamon oh the cinnamon of her hair.

She pulls a crooked finger to my chest. She pushes her smooth nail 
into my chest and presses her hips to mine. Her body rises to 
mine, it’s easy to… it’s so hot. It’s so hot and it’s so easy, we just want to…

we want to…

our bodies take over for our exhausted hands while our lips, 
teeth and tongues discuss the smells around our noses and the 
feelings still new to our youth.

The moon pouring from the window reminded us that it would not 
be a cool 94 degrees for long. With lunar guidance and youthful 
experience we let the sweet sweat from our bodies keep us cool in Feburary.

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everyone’s a comic.

April 1, 2007 · Leave a Comment

Look, I know it’s April Fool’s Day. I get it. Everyone of your friends is doing it, but come on. Enough with the fake fanboy articles. Sure. You got us. Again and Again. Let’s try for a little creativity next year. I have this feeling that all of the leading blog sites were at their perspective checkpoint meetings going… “Everyone’s going to be expecting something for 4/1!” Well, we’re not. Make with the articles and leave the jokes to someone else.

Having a joyful day.

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Pirillo linked to all the Barenaked Ladies…

March 31, 2007 · Leave a Comment

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love BNL

March 31, 2007 · Leave a Comment

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Twitter-paited.

March 19, 2007 · Leave a Comment

To see what I’m doing throughout the day, go to twitter.com/fallenrogue

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Emily Fox is fast… super fast.

March 4, 2007 · 1 Comment

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I wanna love you tender…

February 24, 2007 · 3 Comments

OMFG. Best video EVER. Is that JesusinSlacks in the dance ensemble?

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