Monday, February 17, 2014

Will Schuster: Copyright Infringer.

Hot diggity dig dag diggy dang dog, I finally did it.

I've lied, cheated, stolen, broken the speed limit, drank underage, maybe rolled a few stop signs, accidentally caused the death of a woman (aided of course by her "do-not-resuscitate" clause), and stayed up past my bed time on many occasions. But it's all falling down around me.

Oh mama, I'm in fear for my life, from the long arm of the law.

.....And then some other words.....

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

The jig is up, the noose is out, they finally found me! The renegade who had it made was-

CUT THE MUSIC, CUT THE MUSIC!

It appears that SOME people have problems with the things I post. Some people....church groups, hate groups, Christians, Jews, Muslims, Hindus, Mexicans, Canadians, brown people, black people, green people, thing one, thing two, mother goose, Sam (I am not), the other fellow who actually likes green eggs and ham, Hulk Hogan, Randy Savage, people who don't pay their bills, people who pay their bills early and then make you feel like a bum, people with one leg, people with no legs, country singers, jazz singers, Stephen Hawking's left wheels, Stephen Hawking's right wheels, Bert, Ernie, that fat kid from The Goonies, that fat kid from Stand By Me, and finally, Bono...

None of these people have a problem with me. Except the hate groups, probably. But we'll let that slide.

No no no, the one group that's got a problem with me is, of course, the NFL.

They got 99 problems, and people calling girls bitches is probably one of them. So is illegal use of marijuana, PEDs, drunk driving, vehicular homicide, aggravated assault, domestic abuse, alleged rape, animal abuse, and murder.

But their biggest problem, obviously, is people STEALING THEIR STUFF. Now, I'm all for people getting money for the things they earned. The NFL, however, is a bit of a pain in the ass when it comes to their stuff.

Earlier, I wrote a post in which I decided to take a sharp u-turn and rip on the NFL for a few moments. I posted a picture of their logo at the end of this little section. The villagers laughed, and afterward, we had a pig roast and danced to the rhythmic sounds of their gazelle-skin drums.

Later on, I looked back to see if there were any comments that needed deleting because Nick Dillon enjoys saying bad words in my comments section. I found no such issues. Instead, I found this:
....oh no you di'int
Apparently, my image of the NFL logo was so threatening to their revenue stream, that they saw fit to take it down. Maybe it wasn't even the NFL, though. Maybe Blogger took it down. Regardless, it's gone, and you might think that the powers that be have won. But my friends....

I'm going to post an NFL logo in everything I do from now on. It'll be in blog posts, facebook posts, and instant messages. When I decorate a dessert at work, I'm going to draw it with chocolate syrup. When I urinatepiss in the snow, I will be sure to emblazon the NFL logo deep within that frosty mistress we call winter. Incidentally, I've become quite good at writing my name that way.

Actually, I'm not going to do any of this. But still, what the hell, NFL? You ruined a good joke with your humorless take on copyright laws. I guess the only jokes the NFL likes are the ones they come up with themselves.





KNOCKOUT

Even More Olympic Thoughts!

Well, remember how I said I was going to do a blog every night about my thoughts on the Olympics?


The night I wrote the first post, I honestly spent so much time writing snarky BS about what I was seeing on tv, that I actually watched none of it. As a big fan of the winter Olympics, this was unacceptable. Therefore, I decided not to do it again. Instead, I'm writing my thoughts on what has since occurred, adding in some pictures, and watching youtube videos of Eddie Guerrero. Also, I'm having a difficult time with synonyms and homophones at the moment, and I'm not sure what's up with that. Possibly brain damage, which is ok since I have an IQ of 150 according to a totally legitimate web quiz, so I've got some to spare.

So, what has actually happened since we met in the frozen wonderland that is my blog? Not much, I guess....
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! SUCK ON THAT, RUSSIA! Hot Dog Eagle Boner makes its triumphant return after the US "men's ice hockey" team defeated Russia in what was perhaps one of the best games of hockey ever played. Scholars maintain that the Medicine Hat Moose Elbows and the Thunder Bay Syrup Discharge had a real barn burner of a game in 1897, but since there really is no record of it, this game probably takes the cake.

In the classic movie, "The Sandlot," a Mexican-American kid named....Benny....is visited by the holographic spirit of Babe Ruth. For years, I thought the spirit of Babe Ruth was played by John Goodman, but it turns out I was incorrect. Actually, John Goodman played Babe Ruth in a different movie, so I was right in a sense. But that's not the important thing. The important thing is that the spirit of the Babe told young Benjamin that "heroes get remembered, but legends never die". Ladies and gentlemen, this rings especially true here, as we saw a man gain immortality by way of legendary status on that fateful morning. His name?

TJ Oshie.

Now, aside from having a pretty hot girlfriend/wife/fiance, who happens to have pretty cool boobs, herself, TJ Oshie has the distinction of having had me as a fan for a couple years. Mostly it's because he has a cool name, but also because he's just a pretty solid hockey player. Needless to say that I, with an estimated IQ of 150, foresaw great things in his future. He did not disappoint. We all know what happened, so I'm not going to get into it here. Oshie brought down the iron curtain once again, and for that, we are all thankful. Russia can buy blue jeans and listen to modern music again.

Now, after the game, Oshie said that the true heroes are the men and women "wearing camo," and that's very true. But I feel a distinction can be made when using the word, "hero". You have ACTUAL heroes, such as soldiers, police officers, firefighters, ambulance drivers, etc. but you also have sports heroes. Some may take umbrage with that, but it's just the way it is. And if you've got a kid who's looking for a hero, he or she could do a whole lot worse than TJ Oshie....
like Aaron Hernandez...
....Ray Lewis....
....Ben Roethlisberger....
...or really, just the NFL in general.
Not to be forgotten in all the hyperbole surrounding TJ Oshie, which I'm not helping, is US goaltender Jonathan Quick's efforts, which were equally important in securing an American victory over Russia. People were amazed that Oshie was sent out again and again, but really, the goaltenders do it every time there's a shootout. So let's give Quick SOME credit. Even though he didn't really have to make any spectacular saves, he-
OH MY GOD

Yeah, he earned that one.

Immediately after the game, the self-anointed guardians of all that is hockey, known to most people as "Canada," came down from on high to bitch about the US team, complaining that the would-be Russian goal in the third period should have counted by NHL rules. But Canada...

It's not the NHL. IIHF rules stipulate that should the puck enter the net at a time when said net was in any way displaced, the goal would not count. But do you know what does count?

United States 2nd seed, Canada 3rd seed.
And that's the way it is.
Canada is always quick to do two things: bitch about your hockey team, and bitch about their own hockey team. The US shouldn't have won, according to them, but you can bet that Russia shouldn't have won, either. Canada should have been awarded all three points in the game, just for being so gosh-darned polite!

After complaining about the American victory, our lovely neighbors to the north decided it was time to jump on Sidney Crosby's back, and chide him for not scoring a bucket full of points in the preliminary round. If you can explain to me the logic behind trashing a guy who scored a gold medal winning goal on home ice in 2010, I'd love to hear it. Canada should never....and The Rock means NEVER...complain about Crosby not scoring. Because Sid's goal in 2010 did two things: one, it gave Canada a gold medal in the sport that they and only they can ever be good at. And two. it kept Ryan Miller from winning it, himself, and for that, I salute Crosby.

Before I wrap this up, I shall leave you with two final images.

First, we have former Penguins legend, gambling addict, and all around goofy guy, Jaromir Jagr, gazing into the crystal ball to see if the horse he bet on that morning ended up winning:
He lost.

And finally, Phil Kessel, who had a hat trick in the US' final preliminary game, makes an appearance. I always love a good pun, almost as much as I love me some Phil Kessel. Take it away, Philbert.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Olympic Observations....DAY 1!

So here I am, watching the Olympics. My room is totally messed up, there are holes in the walls, and there's stuff all over the floor. But I'm not in Sochi, I'm in my bedroom at home. So I can't blame the Russians.

For the next two weeks or so, I'll be writing my observations on the events as I see them. So, let's begin.

SLOPE STYLE SNOWBOARDING

-As opposed to flat plane style snowboarding, this takes place on a slope. The differences are subtle, but important.
-Some chick named Sharksky Booass just went down like the Hindenberg, which has nothing in common with her home nation of Denmark.
-What's more important to these people? The Olympics or the X Games? One is fueled by energy drinks and, more discreetly, lots of weed. The other is built on the blood of dead dogs and money embezzled by the Russian government.
-This Australian chick is a babe, and I hope she wins.
-This American girl "bear hugs a tree" before snowboarding, presumably because she's not allowed to bear hug a bear. But she's American, so she would if she....oh man, she's hot, too. Step aside, Australia. U-S-A! U-S-A!
-The color analyst girl is so hot, one might mistake her for a snowboarder.
-Big news, this American girl is sick. And by sick, I mean she's ill. And by ill, I mean she's battling an ailment of some sort. Not "sick," "ill," "dope," "phat," or "wicked, brah". If she wins, her story will become a movie, in which she will be played by Mike Myers or Eddie Murphy. Whichever it is, he will also play the roles of Bode Miller, Barack Obama, and Kurt Russel playing Herb Brooks.
-I'm ready for a new sport, because I enjoy skiing much more than I enjoy snowboarding. I watch ski jumping in hopes that someone will either fall or orbit the earth.
-American girl is in first place. Get ready, Michael Bay.

-I stopped paying attention for 15 minutes, but I'm pretty sure I'm not missing anything. They're still snowboarding, the American is still on top, and I still don't care all that much. Bring on the hockey, skiing, curling, and figure skating. Why figure skating? I enjoy being able to pinpoint the exact moment someone's life takes a turn for the "mysteriously disappeared". In other, related news, Putin is said to be in the house.

BOB COSTAS TALKS ABOUT VLADDY PUTIN

-Thus far, Costas seems to be a fan of Putin. We're only 15 seconds in, so....oh wait, he's already turned on him. Putin's a dickhead.
-This guy who's talking sounds like a pussy. Putin would have him killed.
-There's an old, bald man sitting next to him, and I'd bet my collection of pennies that he's Russian. He looks Russian.
-Boom. His name is Vladimir. BUT! He has no accent. So is he Russian, or does he just have a Russian name, and is pretending the same way Pierre McGuire is, as McGuire is actually named Regis?
If you donate a dollar to Africa every time "Putin" is said during these Olympics, most of Africa would still be very poor. But there would be some pretty wealthy warlords. So status quo.
-The question: how much pressure is on the Russians to win medals in Sochi? I can't answer that, but I can tell you that Russia generally wilts under pressure. Right, comrade Krushchev? U-S-A! U-S-A!

FIGURE SKATING

-There are no gays in Russia, but Evgeni Plushenko doesn't seem to know it.
-Truly, though, he probably is about 50 women deep at the moment.
-This man is about 115 lbs, so if he falls, he'll be broken in half. Either by the ice or the KGB.
-IRON LOTUS
-I wonder if anybody has ever vomited while figure skating. This fellow probably spun around upwards of 120 times. I was on a tire swing about two years ago, and I probably spun around 50 times, and then I vomited. I was also drunk, but this guy's Russian, so.....he's also drunk.
-Steven Stamkos will not be on the Canadian ice hockey team, according to Hockey Canada. But he will be on the Russian figure skating team, under the name of Evgeni Plushenko. The resemblance is uncanny. Wait, even the names!!! Stamkos....Plushenko.....PLUSHENKOS!
Stamkos
Plushenko
PLUSHENKOS

That's enough for tonight, because I feel like actually watching this.

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Things That Are Meaningless, But Too Long For Twitter, 2/4/14

I just yawned, and mid-way through the yawn, I realized I wanted to time it and see how long I yawned for. However, as usually happens with these sorts of things (how long did I pee for!?!?!?!?), I didn't realize in time. Since most yawns last around 7 seconds, this is the sort of thing that requires a stop watch, as you'd need to know the time in tenths of a second, rather than whole seconds. I think I'm going to keep this in mind, and leave my phone on the stop watch function, then record all of my yawns. I want to become the world champion of yawning, but you can't be the best at anything without practicing, so I'm going to work on drawing out my yawns.

I decided long ago that I don't need a lot of money, big houses, fast cars, or anything like that. I just want a wikipedia page that doesn't get taken down in a few hours due to irrelevance. I think that being the best yawner in the world is a great reason for having a wikipedia page, and it would be an honor to have that as my legacy.

If I had a Wikipedia page, I'd edit it all the time. It would be the longest Wikipedia page of all time, despite my virtual irrelevance when compared to other people with Wikipedia pages, such as Walt Disney, Jesus, and Orville Redenbacher. Basically, I'd use Wikipedia as my own personal website, and they couldn't do anything about it, because it would all be factual. "On June 18th, Schuster will perform at the Mohegan Sun Arena, and tickets cost $25" and things of that nature. This is how you game the system, folks. Free celebrity website. Most of you won't ever have this problem, but us Wikipedia-page-having-people will, and I'm here to help them out.
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I posed this question on Twitter a few minutes ago, but I'm going to ask it again. How many times do you think you've been near someone you know, without realizing it? This could include being in the mall at the same time, driving by them, being on the other side of a crowded restaurant, etc.

Furthermore, how many times do you think you've been near someone you don't know yet, but will eventually be friends or acquaintances with?

Or my favorite variation of this question, do you think you've ever walked past someone on the FBI's most wanted list? You missed out on some serious cash. Also, it's pretty much guaranteed that we've all crossed paths with a murderer without even knowing it! I mean, there are a lot of folks who have killed people and are still walking around out there. You've PROBABLY even sat near one or two at a bar. Enjoy that thought, next time you're surrounded by a lot of people.