- Word on the street is that FOX is considering moving The O.C. to Wednesday nights on a permanent basis. Apparently the Thursday at 9 p.m. time slot is a tough one (gee, who would have guessed, other than everybody), and despite a solid first three episodes of the season, the show isn't doing as well as FOX execs would like in the ratings. Honestly, I don’t care what night you put it on, because I’ll watch, but here’s hoping The O.C. lands on a night and time where it can do well and stay on the air as long as possible. Never mind the fact that the 9 p.m. Thursday slot was a perfect fit for me, I am willing to sacrifice my TV watching schedule harmony for the betterment of one of my favorite shows. I’m just that nice of a person, and I’m sure FOX execs will truly appreciate my generosity.
- America is apparently much more hip hop than I thought. X of the top ten songs on the current Billboard singles chart are in the hip hop/rap arena, and despite cringing and resisting the urge to vomit repeatedly when I realized that, I also had to wonder: isn't America largely white and suburban? Could it be that listening to Akon, Ludacris or Chris Brown helps very white, very non-gangsta Americans feel like they actually are hard and street? Because for the life of me I can’t understand why Joey Suburban thinks he can identify with music about gangs, thugs and Cristal poppin’ rappers. Not all hip hop is focused on those topcis, I know, but the point is that so much of what rap and hip hop are about have absolutely no relation to the apparently high numbers of non-hip hop backgrounded listeners who are buying and requesting these songs to be played on radio.
- Never does it cease to amuse me, the music chosen as theme songs or intro music for sporting events on TV. Who at NBC was the one to raise their hand in a production meeting and say, “Hey, you know who would should get to do the song for Sunday Night Football? Pink! Everyone loves her music and she’s just so incredibly talented? And why was this person not drug tested on the spot? Does anyone actually listen to Pink? Are we sure she still has a career? Ever since she stopped making fun of Britney and Christina, does she have anything else to sing about? And her hair is no longer pink, so why does she insist on calling herself Pink? Can't she go with something more reflective of how she looks and acts? Maybe mannish-looking no talent hack? Is that a bit too harsh? Well, so is subjecting me to her questionable vocal stylings every Sunday night when all I want is to watch a little football.
- Somebody needs to check the wind currents inside Indianapolis’ RCA Dome. Yes, wind currents inside a dome, you read that right. Kickers keep boomeranging seemingly simple kicks waaaaaay off course, hooking them further right or left than one of my tee shots when I play nine at the local muni course. Last season, then-Colts kicker Mike Vander-shank, er, Vanderjagt, hooked a crucial kick that could have sent the Colts to the AFC title game. Then today, Buffalo Bills kicker Rian Lindell massively yanks a straight-on kick with less than a minute left that could’ve won the game and handed the Colts their first loss of the season. I know kicking is a tough endeavor, but there’s no way normally very accurate kickers should be missing so badly on kicks indoors. Break out the wind gauge and figure out what’s going on, because kicks in Indy need to stop landing in different zip codes from the ones they began in.
- America is apparently much more hip hop than I thought. X of the top ten songs on the current Billboard singles chart are in the hip hop/rap arena, and despite cringing and resisting the urge to vomit repeatedly when I realized that, I also had to wonder: isn't America largely white and suburban? Could it be that listening to Akon, Ludacris or Chris Brown helps very white, very non-gangsta Americans feel like they actually are hard and street? Because for the life of me I can’t understand why Joey Suburban thinks he can identify with music about gangs, thugs and Cristal poppin’ rappers. Not all hip hop is focused on those topcis, I know, but the point is that so much of what rap and hip hop are about have absolutely no relation to the apparently high numbers of non-hip hop backgrounded listeners who are buying and requesting these songs to be played on radio.
- Never does it cease to amuse me, the music chosen as theme songs or intro music for sporting events on TV. Who at NBC was the one to raise their hand in a production meeting and say, “Hey, you know who would should get to do the song for Sunday Night Football? Pink! Everyone loves her music and she’s just so incredibly talented? And why was this person not drug tested on the spot? Does anyone actually listen to Pink? Are we sure she still has a career? Ever since she stopped making fun of Britney and Christina, does she have anything else to sing about? And her hair is no longer pink, so why does she insist on calling herself Pink? Can't she go with something more reflective of how she looks and acts? Maybe mannish-looking no talent hack? Is that a bit too harsh? Well, so is subjecting me to her questionable vocal stylings every Sunday night when all I want is to watch a little football.
- Somebody needs to check the wind currents inside Indianapolis’ RCA Dome. Yes, wind currents inside a dome, you read that right. Kickers keep boomeranging seemingly simple kicks waaaaaay off course, hooking them further right or left than one of my tee shots when I play nine at the local muni course. Last season, then-Colts kicker Mike Vander-shank, er, Vanderjagt, hooked a crucial kick that could have sent the Colts to the AFC title game. Then today, Buffalo Bills kicker Rian Lindell massively yanks a straight-on kick with less than a minute left that could’ve won the game and handed the Colts their first loss of the season. I know kicking is a tough endeavor, but there’s no way normally very accurate kickers should be missing so badly on kicks indoors. Break out the wind gauge and figure out what’s going on, because kicks in Indy need to stop landing in different zip codes from the ones they began in.
- Time to begin shrink-wrapping your clothes before going on a trip, at least if you are flying. Either that or attempt to wear every single piece of clothing you will be taking on your person before boarding the plane. A Transportation Department study showed that in August, an astounding 33 percent more baggage went missing than in August the previous year. The worst offenders were Atlantic Southeast Airlines, Comair and American Eagle Airlines, all of whom lost at baggage for at least 17.6 out of every 1,000 passengers. Atlantic Southeast was worst, 24.6 per 1,000 passengers, and each of the three saw their totals approximately double from last year during the same time period. Financial problems at many airlines are being partially blamed, because radio frequency ID tags, which could alert airlines if a bag doesn’t make it to its correct destination, aren't being used or developed further because of these financial constraints. Hey, why not just find more competent people to handle the bags? That might work, maybe give them more training, pay more to get more competent baggage handlers, whatever it takes. Otherwise, I’m gonna be forced to board the plane next time wearing six pairs of underwear, four pairs of pants, seven shirts and with a small carry on bag packed full of my other items.
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