Month: February 2011

Awkward News

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This blog is a place where news can be shared between the loving and word-savy students of the fourth period journalism class as well as any outside source who stumbles upon our cozy little news corner known as OVS Journalism Blog. In the short time that we have been here, we have had many outsiders come in and comment on our opinionated posts. Some are quite intriguing. Others are not very important, but at the same time still very entertaining. But, others are…awkward.

OVS news reporter Emma Zornes, who is also a Ginger by the way, recently posted a blog concerning social appearances and how people should keep their opinions of to themselves if they don’t like the way someone acts, thinks, dresses, or presents themselves sexually. It was a well written article that got people’s attention and yes, there were comments. Fellow OVS news reporter Madisen Schay, who is black by the way, left comments followed by an outside blogger who left a HUGE impression on Zornes’ post.

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Now, due to the inappropriate content on this poster’s blog page, I won’t go into detail about his…interests. Also, I’m pretty sure that this is the reason why Mr. Alvarez refuses to make the comment public. What I will say though, is that the comment he left was one that was so “effective” that I really felt the need to write a post dedicated to the very comment.

So, questionable blog poster, a wherever you are, keep on keepin’ on. Oh, and bee tee dubs, you made things pretty awkward, not gonna lie.

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P.S. How many times can you say awkward in one sentence? Let’s see if we can turn this into a competition.

Skinny V. Fat

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Being skinny isn’t fun.

Everyone always makes some stupid comment about me eating more. Oh right. Because I’m skinny means that  I hate food. It’s not that I hate food, it’s just that I like food to be good. I’m not like all of you food obsessed fattys who need to eat a twinkie in between their snacks or else they’ll pass out.

The odd thing about it is that I always get called skinny by really fat people. My old dentist used to always tell me to eat more. “Forget you fatty!” I wanted to say. “Hows about you lay off the Hostess cupcakes, then tell we can talk.”

I think it’s some kind of weird vendetta fat people have against  us skinny people.  Like they need to point out that we are skinny, to make themselves feel ok.

I tell you, if I were to call every fat person I see fat, then I would be the bad one. I think I’ll try that. Every time some overweight know-it-all tells me to eat more, i’ll tell him to eat less. We’ll see how that works.

I would say that as a whole skinny people have to deal with more crap that fat people. Only because it’s socially acceptable to make fun of a skinny person, and not a fat person. Maybe that’s because 62% of all American adults are overweight or obese.

I would much rather be skinny than fat. I haven’t seen many skinny people dying of heart attacks or such things. Skinny people have it good. We save money on food, we have more room on airplanes and we don’t have to squeeze through doorways.

We Believe: A Look Back to The 2007 Golden State Warriors

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“…and at point guard, number 5, BAAAAAAAARON DAAAAAAAAVIS!!!!!!!!!!” that was the point at which you couldn’t hear anything save for the sound of over 20 thousand fans screaming their heads off, myself included. It was February 1st, 2007, and Oracle Arena, the home court of the Golden State Warriors, was literally full. I was twelve years old, and as I stood there screaming at the top of my lungs, I thought to myself, “this is so cool.” The warriors were having an incredible season, led by Baron Davis and backed by second season player and future star Monta Ellis, the warriors were having their best season in around twenty years.

The particular game I was at was against the Charlotte Bobcats. My parents had gotten tickets for the whole family, and my two siblings and I were ecstatic to be seeing “The Warriors” firsthand. The warriors went on to win the game 127-94, and after the game my family stuck around to chat with some friends of ours. I was sitting in my seat when I saw him walk onto the court. Baron Davis was standing maybe thirty yards away from me. I didn’t know what to do. The man who I practically worshiped was down on that court just talking to someone. I was dumbfounded.

I looked up at my brother, fourteen at the time, and said, “How do I get his autograph?” My brother stood me up, walked me down to the court, and told me, “Just ask for it.”

“Yo Baron!” He didn’t look. Probably because I was a twelve year old white boy yelling “Yo Baron!” to someone I had never met before in my life. My brother looked me in the eyes and said, “No, you call him ‘Mister Davis’ and you say ‘please’ and ‘thank you’” I nodded, took a moment, and then said, “excuse me Mr. Davis?” He looked over at me. My brother was right, it was working. “Could I please have your autograph” My voice was quieter than I wanted it to be, but I just I handed him my Warriors hat and a black sharpie.

I remember his reply as if it was happening all over again. He laughed and replied, “Sure thing, little man.” I watched in awe as he scribbled an oddly shaped B Davis onto the brim of the hat. “Thank you” I said as I practically flew up the stairs in sheer excitement.

I still have that hat, and, in case you were wondering, no, I haven’t actually worn it outside since.

Introducing The Auctioneers

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From meth burnt carpets in Las Vegas hell holes to champagne buffets aboard the Mary Ellen, their mission is to die free and to play music that will enhance the mood and make you become soul junkies.

It was this past spring when my brother introduced me to E.B Sollis. I got his number from my brother with the message saying “tell him you’re down to play with his band when you come out here.” I started talking to the man himself a couple days later when I told him they had some “sick tunes.” He replied, “thanks mang, your bro tells me you’re quite the hunk with an axe,” (yes, we talk like that.) From there, the ball started rolling. We became friends on facebook and from there, I got exposed into the world of a NY rockstar.

Erik and E.B

We met up later when I went to his apartment with my brother. There was Sollis and the rest of them chillen on the couches, the smell of cigarettes filled the room, a couple beer bottles, an ash tray, and a few lighters rested on the glass table by the couch and there were posters and photographs. I went to get a drink and the fridge had a few song lyrics written on stickies with polaroids and funny magnets. I thought “this is the life.” “Yo Ry,” Sollis said, “you know D-Bo went to Berklee too.” “You got in?” he asked. I told him it was the 5 week summer program I got accepted to, “Gotta love Boston man, I’m from there, just keep in mind Berklee ladies are fast, a little crazy, but oh so sweet.” Long hair and a silk long sleeve shirt made him look like somewhat of a Jesus figure, but nevertheless, he was one of the 5 characters that made up the band. Sollis, D-Bo, there’s Ryan the “pianist” as he likes to be referred to. Though he play’s keyboard like a man possessed, he calls himself, “a fxckin piano player.” Reason: “because I got straight class bro.” Chris “The monster” plays bass and Erik shreds along on the guitar. Sollis had a white Les Paul with the word “SOLLIS” written across the body and Erik had his Gibson SG by his side. They asked what I played, I pulled out the Fender Stratocaster I had in my case, “damnnnnn, someone must get the girlies huh?”-Erik.

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Round 3: Driving Disaster.

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Driving
Stalling a car five times in a row is not cool.

Driving past the Topa Topa Ranch for the fourth time I was confident that I had successfully perfected the route.

The gears, stops, and keeping on the road were all finicky mistakes that needed changing but I was sure that this was the time that I would prove myself as the brilliant driver I was destined to be. I was wrong.

Cruising up to the stop sign I efficiently switched into second gear and began to slow. Greeting the white line I stopped perfectly.

Slowly I took my foot of the clutch pushing my right foot onto the gas. Stall.

Peering around it seemed that a once derelict crossroads had transformed into a now raging road (otherwise known as a death zone).

Ok you can do this Georgie. I turned off the ignition and once again go through the simultaneous steps to start the car. Edging my foot off the clutch I get ready to go. Stall.

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The Pretenses of Valentines Day.

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Love
Oh Valentine’s Day you have once again returned,
Stealing the hearts and money of those in love,
Have you not had your fair share of fun?
Watching and laughing from above.

In my eyes Valentines Day is one big pretense. It is an excuse for shops to raise prices, sales to begin and people to empty their pockets. In many cases it is no longer a day to share affection or celebrate love.

Valentines Day has become a field day for mockery and competition. Who can buy the best gifts? Who can fool someone they dislike? And who can break someone’s heart?

In many cases Valentines Day lacks the key ingredient, love.

In my opinion love is a precious thing and should be celebrated everyday. Cook a special meal, tell someone you love them or even pick a fresh bouquet of flowers. If you love someone why not do this daily?

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The moon is alive!

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nullScientists have found significant amounts of water in a crater at the moon’s pole. This significant discovery will revise the impression of moon as a dead planet, which attract more attention on future human space missions. “The moon is alive,” declared Anthony Colaprete, the chief scientist for the Lunar Crater Observation and Sensing Satellite mission. A rocket has punched a hole about 100 feet deep from the moon’s surface, and then they found about 25 gallons of water in the form of vapor and ice. “It’s kind of like when you’re drilling for oil. Once you find it in one place, there’s a greater chance you’ll find more nearby.” said Peter Schultz, a geology professor at Brown University. This discovery has make NASA’s plan seem practical, which is to return to the moon at the end of next decade and construct a lunar base where astronauts can live and work for several months. However, in order to fulfill this plan, NASA needs at least 3 billion dollars a year from the Obama’s administration!

Painting Manchester Red

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Being a loyal Manchester United fan, I awoke at the lovely time of 4:30am to watch the Man U vs. Man City game. The derby always brings out the raw emotions in players and fans, two teams fighting over bragging rights.

This derby did not disappoint. There were moments that I was on the verge of screaming at the television (the only thing holding me back was the fear of waking my mother).

United got a goal near the end of the first half thanks to some great skill by Nani, a player who has stepped up to fill a spot that needed filling. At this point I was confident that this was United’s game to win.

And then that feeling changed. David Silva (who had a marvelous game) scored in the 65th minute. I became very worried. City was able to attack to easily and United looked to have nothing going forward.

But then Wayne Rooney came to the rescue. The goal Rooney got was quite possibly the greatest goal I have ever seen. The skill needed to perform such a shot is out of this world, added to that is the fact that it was in one of the biggest games of the season against United’s hated rival.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fiVVNax8LVU

When Rooney scored his miraculous goal I could not help but jump off the couch and start pumping my fists (still to scared to yell).

Manchester United was able to hold on and win, despite some great football by City. This game almost certainly knocked City out of the title race. It also keeps United 4 points clear of Arsenal.

How much of God?

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I am hypocritical, ironic, and incomplete. Thus, I speak humbly. How much of God should influence our lives?

My family is devoted to extreme buddhist practices. However, I attended Catholic elementary school for five years. When I moved to America in fifth grade and Rome in tenth grade, I was also strongly recommended to attend a Christian church.

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A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do

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Ladies and gentlemen, pay attention so you don’t get me wrong.

Just like the majority of American viewers on July 8th 2010, I just loved having an hour of my free time devoted to some creep in a purple dress shirt form a relevant sentence only to break the collective heart of an entire state. I just loved it.

Some may call him arrogant, some, overrated, some may call him a straight up a-hole, but hear me out here: “the decision” is seeming to work out, not just for The Miami Heat, but for LeBron James himself in more ways than one when it comes to winning basketball games.

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