Doesn't feel like that long ago, especially since the last game of the Finals is still a fairly recent post around here. I will try to not abandon you so much, blog.
Here are some quick predictions on this season:
Sacramento will continue to suck.
The Hornets will not win a game by more than 15 points at any point in 2009.
Hasheem Thabeet will lead the Grizzlies in blocked shots and games fouled out.
Dallas' window will officially shut. Nowitzki can't wait til 2011... and probably won't.
Dwyane Wade will fall down. A lot.
Jamal Crawford will either be the reason Atlanta makes a leap or the reason Atlanta makes a tumble.
Washington will finish 8th in the East and draw Cleveland in the first round of the playoffs. Again.
Denver will top 130 points five times by All-Star weekend. They might do that by MLK weekend.
Detroit will regret signing Villanueva slightly more than Milwaukee will regret losing him.
Portland will deal Andre Miller for 30 cents on the dollar. It will not happen on the trade deadline.
Stephon Marbury will eat vaseline on justin.tv after every Knick win.
A Texas team will miss the playoffs. My prediction is Houston.
Shaun Livingston will gain about 5 pounds.
The Clippers will remain moderately healthy.
An attempt at playoff predictions
West:
Division winners: Lakers, Spurs, Jazz
Other playoff teams: Hornets, Mavericks, Trailblazers, Nuggets, Clippers
Finals rep: Spurs
East:
Division winners: Cavaliers, Celtics, Magic
Other playoff teams: Hawks, Bulls, Pacers, Sixers, Wizards
Finals rep: Cavaliers
Finals results: Cavs over Spurs in 6
And now, awards:
All-NBA 1st team: LeBron, Durant, Howard, Paul, Bryant
All-NBA 2nd team: Garnett, Nowitzki, Duncan, Wade, D. Harris
All-NBA 3rd team: Pierce, Anthony, Gasol, Rose, Billups
All-Rookie team: Griffin, Blair, Daye, Harden, Curry
ROY: Griffin
MVP: LeBron again
go Hornets
For this week's Youtube Thursday, I present this purely coincidental VideoSong. Pomplamoose Music did a great acoustic/organic take on Beyonce's "Single Ladies" song.
From the video description:
we love this song. the chord progression in the chorus is genius. hooray for beyonce and her songwriters.
This cover is a VideoSong, a new medium with 2 rules:
1. What you see is what you hear (no lip-syncing for instruments or voice).
2. If you hear it, at some point you see it (no hidden sounds).
I wonder how long it took them to make this... very talented, though. Check out their other videos.
From the video description:
we love this song. the chord progression in the chorus is genius. hooray for beyonce and her songwriters.
This cover is a VideoSong, a new medium with 2 rules:
1. What you see is what you hear (no lip-syncing for instruments or voice).
2. If you hear it, at some point you see it (no hidden sounds).
I wonder how long it took them to make this... very talented, though. Check out their other videos.
It's a question I'm confronted with more often than not. Sometimes, a "still" is thrown in there, but the point still stands. People want to know why I'm (still) single and as a possible catalyst for future writing, I'm going to use this entry to address that issue.
The biggest hurdle is that I'm very introverted. That sound I just heard was your jaw hitting whatever surface was under it, but it's true despite my generally being a good conversationalist. Even if I see someone out somewhere that I might consider interesting, I usually don't make an advance. I don't fully know why this is, but it was never in me. I was never the most comfortable at "trying to holla" or any of that, partially because I have a bit of a fear of rejection but also because I don't fancy the idea of making an advance and then things not working out even after being accepted.
I'm also not a club person; I can't stand being in a place where music I usually don't like is too loud for me to think, let alone talk. And since the club is supposed to be somewhere you go to wear your nice clothes, be seen, be amongst your friends, and possibly make new acquaintances, it's more-or-less pre-screened out of my possible places to meet someone. And don't they say that most club hookups don't work out anyway? I like to believe that they can, if the club life is partaken in moderation and both parties are genuinely interested in each other beyond the next morning's sunrise/the next time they'll share bedspace together.
Those aren't the only reasons I'm sure, and there's also some deeper stuff at play. I don't exactly position myself well to hook up with someone, but what happens when, by some cosmic interruption, I do wind up with someone I dig, who in turn digs me? More often than not, I fall victim to the Carrie Complex. This is a phrase my ex-fiancee actually came up with. The character Carrie, from Sex & The City, is the woman who can separate her feelings from her intimate needs. The moment a situation goes awry, she will cut and run without remorse. However, there was an instance where she met a guy, they hit it off well, and the interest sustained and grew beyond physical. Stunned, she felt that something was wrong -- because nothing was wrong. This last sentence is what constitutes the Carrie Complex.
I'm an easy person to get along with. I was raised well, but I'd be being dishonest if I said that there wasn't some calculation on my part to maintain that. I'm an extremely patient person, yet I take it up another notch with a person of interest. I know when to decide and when to defer. I have my dealbreakers -- everyone does -- but it takes much more to really get under my skin than the average guy.
And most women I've dated/had dalliances with have trouble with that. One woman, during our closure talk, basically admitted that she thought I was a time bomb waiting to happen, even as we engaged in the closure talk. She knew that I was willing to quickly forgive her misgivings, yet probably realized that her reasons for parting with me were indicative of her inability to do the same. In other words, she thought I was holding everything in, with an explosion to come at some later date. Not a scratching chance that I was really just this nice. And really, how can I compete with that? That's a battle I'll lose before I enter it. It's just who I am and I can't change that.
So if I don't do the club scene, I'm introverted and reserved by nature, and I even lose the ones I win for non-losing reasons, then what do I rely on?
The answer to this one is easier: I continue to rely on being myself, hoping that someone eventually "gets it." I'm not exactly in a rush to be in a committed situation, because I truly want to do things organically and as anyone who has had success with that knows, it takes more time than deciding you're in love after four weeks mostly spent in the sheets with another. I know that I still have my goals to accomplish and refuse to let myself rush into something, no matter how good it may seem -- because, as the old saying goes, "if something appears too good to be true, then it probably isn't."
Hopefully, I'm not a victim of that. Time will tell.
The biggest hurdle is that I'm very introverted. That sound I just heard was your jaw hitting whatever surface was under it, but it's true despite my generally being a good conversationalist. Even if I see someone out somewhere that I might consider interesting, I usually don't make an advance. I don't fully know why this is, but it was never in me. I was never the most comfortable at "trying to holla" or any of that, partially because I have a bit of a fear of rejection but also because I don't fancy the idea of making an advance and then things not working out even after being accepted.
I'm also not a club person; I can't stand being in a place where music I usually don't like is too loud for me to think, let alone talk. And since the club is supposed to be somewhere you go to wear your nice clothes, be seen, be amongst your friends, and possibly make new acquaintances, it's more-or-less pre-screened out of my possible places to meet someone. And don't they say that most club hookups don't work out anyway? I like to believe that they can, if the club life is partaken in moderation and both parties are genuinely interested in each other beyond the next morning's sunrise/the next time they'll share bedspace together.
Those aren't the only reasons I'm sure, and there's also some deeper stuff at play. I don't exactly position myself well to hook up with someone, but what happens when, by some cosmic interruption, I do wind up with someone I dig, who in turn digs me? More often than not, I fall victim to the Carrie Complex. This is a phrase my ex-fiancee actually came up with. The character Carrie, from Sex & The City, is the woman who can separate her feelings from her intimate needs. The moment a situation goes awry, she will cut and run without remorse. However, there was an instance where she met a guy, they hit it off well, and the interest sustained and grew beyond physical. Stunned, she felt that something was wrong -- because nothing was wrong. This last sentence is what constitutes the Carrie Complex.
I'm an easy person to get along with. I was raised well, but I'd be being dishonest if I said that there wasn't some calculation on my part to maintain that. I'm an extremely patient person, yet I take it up another notch with a person of interest. I know when to decide and when to defer. I have my dealbreakers -- everyone does -- but it takes much more to really get under my skin than the average guy.
And most women I've dated/had dalliances with have trouble with that. One woman, during our closure talk, basically admitted that she thought I was a time bomb waiting to happen, even as we engaged in the closure talk. She knew that I was willing to quickly forgive her misgivings, yet probably realized that her reasons for parting with me were indicative of her inability to do the same. In other words, she thought I was holding everything in, with an explosion to come at some later date. Not a scratching chance that I was really just this nice. And really, how can I compete with that? That's a battle I'll lose before I enter it. It's just who I am and I can't change that.
So if I don't do the club scene, I'm introverted and reserved by nature, and I even lose the ones I win for non-losing reasons, then what do I rely on?
The answer to this one is easier: I continue to rely on being myself, hoping that someone eventually "gets it." I'm not exactly in a rush to be in a committed situation, because I truly want to do things organically and as anyone who has had success with that knows, it takes more time than deciding you're in love after four weeks mostly spent in the sheets with another. I know that I still have my goals to accomplish and refuse to let myself rush into something, no matter how good it may seem -- because, as the old saying goes, "if something appears too good to be true, then it probably isn't."
Hopefully, I'm not a victim of that. Time will tell.
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I'm off tomorrow and will write a real post then. Promise.
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/danchrism
Myspace: http://www.myspace.com/danchrism (I rarely use this)
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/danchrism
last.fm: http://www.last.fm/user/danchrism
Youtube: http://www.youtube.com/user/dcmack1984 (c-c-c-c-combo breaker!)
AIM: I Sent This Msg
Yahoo: dcmack1984
I'm off tomorrow and will write a real post then. Promise.
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