Shoor in the City

Lately I’ve been finding myself getting irritated with things.  Mind you, not the things everyone else gets annoyed with, like bills, traffic, pop-up ads or Ryan Seacrest.  No, I’ve decided that the list of things I’m annoyed with actually merits its own blog post.  So here we go:

• I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again.  The San Antonio Spurs, and especially Manu Ginobili.  Ugh.
• Staying in the sports vein for a second, I’m also annoyed with fabricated sports controversies.  People in the sports media need to realize that the average sports fan really doesn’t care.  So what if Kenny Rogers shoved a cameraman?  If he helps his team into the playoffs, I guarantee you people will forget about that.  So what if Barry Bonds took steroids?  As soon as he comes back and chases the career home run record, people will forget about that too.  Just look at Jason Giambi.  As recently as May he was getting booed on a daily basis.  A few timely hits later, he’s getting standing ovations at Yankee Stadium.  Sports fans have notoriously short memories, and I’m sick of sportswriters stirring up controversy just to sell a few more newspapers.  Or maybe I’m just tired of baseball and can’t wait for football to start.
• To all women with tattoos on the middle of their chest: it’s cool that you decided to get body art and all, but either wear something that shows the entire tattoo, or just cover it up all together.  If you wear something that only shows fraction of the tattoo, you look like you’ve got chest hair.  Believe me, that’s not attractive at all.
• Everyone that rides the subway in the summertime should be issued a stick of deodorant with their Metrocard.  The stench emanating from some of these people is noisome enough to make me want to pass out.
• To all guys that use library computers to look at porn: come on dudes, that’s just classless.  Besides, what are you planning on doing once your half hour time limit is up?

That’s all I can think of for now.  I’m sure I’ll be using this forum to vent about other things later, but until then… Kalam out.  (Man, did I feel dirty typing that–I need to take a shower)

First of all, big up to all the (3) readers of this blog.  Actually, the lack of interest spawned by my writing, coupled with a hectic visit from my in-laws, and trying and failing to write some meaningful posts have all contributed to my reticence as of late.  That and studying my ass off for the GRE.  But fear not, faithful readers.  I am alive and kicking, and you can expect much more from me in the near future.  Until then, however, in the immortal words of Biff Tannen, I’ll make like a tree and get out of here.