Where the (Colorado) Buffaloes Roam

Let me just come out and say it.  I hate Christmas.  Since it doesn’t really stand for anything anymore except consumerism, the holiday itself is meaningless.  Not to mention the mandatory gathering of family, the mandatory buying of gifts (which I am admittedly beyond horrible at), and, of course, the absolutely GOD-AWFUL music.  Holy sweet criminy on a crumb cake, do I ever loathe Christmas music.  It’s all that’s been played at work for a month now, and it’s the same songs over and over on a five hour loop.  Yes, I’ve pinpointed it down to that.  How can you not when you hear the same five hours of music on repeat for a fucking month?  At least the normal music that got played before early November could be ignored.  Y’know, the requisite soft rock and adult contemporary…that stuff I can just tune out.  But hearing fourteen different versions of the same ten songs?  No.  Can’t tune that out.  And, sadly, even Hootie and the Blowfish are not immune to this diatribe, as their version of "The Christmas Song" is one of the songs in the five hour loop.

After the sleeping misadventures from the weekend, I’ve been horribly exhausted all week.  After waking up at 8:30 p.m. Saturday after my mid-afternoon nap, I didn’t sleep again until 25 hours later.  So it’s back to square one, and being behind on sleep.  ::shakes head::  I’m such an idiot.  Because it goes without saying that I don’t help this at all, what with my staying up later than I should, and having to wake up early as fuck everyday.  Like tomorrow.  I get to wake up at 5:30 a.m….for the third time this week.  Then again, today was the first day this week I’ve been on time.  One or two minutes late here or there is okay, but Tuesday and Wednesday it was fifteen or twenty minutes late.  That….that isn’t good.  But I tell you, my psychotic hatred of being late has diminished severely, at least where Sears is concerned.  Now, I don’t even bat an eye.  Nobody cares if I’m late.  No one ever says anything at all to me.  But if I don’t clock out for lunch?  Well, that’s a write-up.  Now there’s a message for you:  You can be late everyday, just make sure you clock out for lunch or else you’ll really get it.  Dumb.  Truly dumb.

Now Playing in Dave’s Mental Jukebox:  "Twisted Transistor" by Korn, "Halloween on Military" by ICP, and "Endure" by Nonpoint

For years, there is one thing I have believed about science above all else:  There will be a functional lightsaber made before cancer and/or AIDS is cured.

Everytime I read the title for my last entry ("Overslept My Bounds"), I crack up.  It’s just one of those things that knocks the hell out of my funny bone.  And I don’t even know why.

After a few months of having this building of my apartment complex damn near to myself (and having this floor completely to myself), the building is full.  Someone moved in below me about three weeks ago, and the apartments on either side of me became occupied just this past weekend.  It sucks, because I got so used to never hearing anything except the noise I was making.  Now, there are noises all over the place, and that’s just obnoxious.  Which I’m sure I am to the new people, but that’s beside the point.  Somehow.

http://mathpwned.ytmnd.com/ – Truly one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen.

Colorado fired Gary Barnett as football coach today.  I can’t say I’m upset about it.  His seven year record was 49-38, which would be okay at a lot of colleges.  But when your stated goal is a "Return to Dominance," well, that just isn’t good enough.  Basically, he had one great season (2001, 10-3 record, Big XII Title, Fiesta Bowl berth), and a lot of mediocrity otherwise.  Two losing seasons, and a lot of 7-5 type of seasons.  Yeah, he took the Buffs to four Big XII Championship games, but he only won one, and the team was totally humiliated in the losses (2002, 29-7 to Oklahoma; 2004, 42-3 to Oklahoma; 2005, 70-3 to Texas).  Getting there four times is nice, but the three losing teams all had about four losses going in.  In 2001, the team did win the title, but were subsequently thrashed by Oregon in the Fiesta Bowl by a score of 38-16, and it wasn’t even that close.  To me, Barnett’s failing (on the field) was not getting the team ready in big games.  They always found ways to lose.  And if the team across from them had more talent, the game was never close.  Barnett ran off two of the biggest recruits he ever got (QB Craig Ochs, transferred to Montana after being benched due to injury, RB Marcus Houston, transferred to Colorado State after disagreements about playing time).  Marcus Houston transferred to CSU for the sole reason that he knew he’d get a shot at Colorado for his final two years (CSU lost both games, but he killed us when he was on the field).  And all this I’ve said leaves out the ridiculous amount of off-the-field scandal the CU program got into on Barnett’s watch.  Sexual assault charges, the alleged rape of a female kicker, Barnett’s football camp being a personal cash cow, massive parties for potential recruits, and on and on and on.  I think it was just time for Coach Barnett to go.  Of course, I fear not knowing who will replace him, because I get the feeling it’ll be someone far inferior, and that the program will go even further into the toilet.  But I can keep hope alive…  There is at least a bowl game to play (Dec. 27, vs. Clemson).

With that, I think I be getting along now.  Possibly even to sleep.  Possibly.

Sayonara.