I don’t write much about my Chiefs because I like to keep my blood pressure manageable. That being said, I’m not as sour on them as I really should be. I do approve of the way that Chan Gaily has tailored an offense with ZERO offensive line strengths to suit Tyler Thigpens’ unorthodox style. I do approve of Thigpen’s handling of the offense. So what do you do when you can’t draw up a three-step drop pass play because you get sacked in 1.5 steps? Spread the field with 4 receivers, use King Pink as bait, and let Thigpen figure something out.

There’s a damn good reason that Dante Culpepper decided he wanted a billion dollars from King Carl to be a sitting duck behind our weak-ass line. The dude has two rebuilt knees and can’t run for sh*t anymore. He would’ve lasted about a quarter, max.

I honestly don’t see where Pink fits into this spread offense, since I haven’t actually seen him prove himself in a flex or offset position–much less be productive without a solid fullback. Again, you can’t run the ball effectively without a decent line, period. He’s a B+ back, but doesn’t exactly create lanes for himself. IF they decide to keep him, he’ll likely be bait until defenses figure it out or our line gets better.

Anyways, I feel like Thigpen has presented a good case for himself going into next season as the likely starter–only a late season mega implosion should take him out of contention.

I was thoroughly embarrassed that the Bills put 54 on us (the result of F*CKIN FIVE TURNOVERS)–that was until Monday night when the Saints offense lit up Green Bay for 51 on NATIONAL TV.

At least nobody watches our games anymore–sorta like nobody plays defense anymore.

Time to take a stand, America. These abuses have been going on for far too long in this society, and other reasonable people have had enough. Whichever corporate idiots came up with these marketing ideas have a kick to the balls coming that’s long overdue. What abuses, you ask? Fruity-ass coffee drinks.

No really, I’m serious.  I just waited in line at a local coffee joint behind no less than six otherwise normal people, and they all ordered ‘coffee’ that took more than 10 syllables to order and 5 minutes to make. Turn the special machine on, steam something, spray something, pepper in something else, grind up some Cuban dirt or something, (don’t forget the whipped crème!) then serve.

“Hi, what can I get for you?”

 “Um yes, brah…can I have a Mocha-caffe-half-latte-super-soy-cream-goat-steamed-expresso please.”

What? How did we manage to ruin coffee? It’s basically akin to us ruining water with bottled water, or insulting meat with tofu look-a-likes. Frankly, I’m tired of it. Coffee = beans + hot water. That’s it. If you don’t want that, then you should stand in the idiot line over there. That’s the line of rambling pseudo-intellectuals, pretending to be enlightened about everything—yet actually believing there’s such a thing as ‘soy milk.’ That’s the line I’m talking about. Now get over there and compare skinny jeans, iphones, and music that nobody’s ever heard of. Leave the regular people free to order regular coffee.

I finally got to the register and asked for a coffee, at which point the hippie behind the counter looked at me like I should be wearing a special helmet. “Uhm, yeah what type brah” he asks. “Regular, dude..just coffee.”

The look on his face was somewhere in between righteous indignation and constipation as he shot looks to his undereducated coworkers. He tried to sell me on some PUMPKIN-FLAVORED coffee, at which point I just looked at him, wanting so badly to hop the counter.

“No. Just coffee, BRAH (you have to speak their language).”

He understood this time, and gave me my coffee as Jesus and Mohammed intended.

Tasted terrible. Should’ve just gone to the gas station..

Halloween usually sucks except for that one time I was the mean awesome guy on the porch scaring children in a costume. That was awesome and benefited society for the better.

This, however, is lame. My favorite of these super fanboys is the dude’s gay interpretation of the Nicholsons’ Joker, which I conveniently highlighted.

You’re welcome.

 I actually wanted to watch ‘Fringe’ on Tuesday—badly– but since the debates were being aired I guess didn’t have a choice. OK, that’s an excuse. I did want to watch the debate. I would’ve at least DVRed the debates and watched Fringe. Gotta have your priorities, people. With this visual devastation fresh in mind, I actually watched the debate slightly different this time than the first debate—angrily.

My reaction? Boredom, slight bewilderment, periodic confusion, disdain, and eventually complete rhetoric fatigue.  The format was dumb and the moderation was overarching. Of course Obama ‘won’ the debate, if that simplistic analysis even applies anymore. He’s a better public speaker, more poised, and seemed to connect with the audience better. He presented the epitome of a level-headed cool that we should come to expect of a President. Simply put, he was more Presidential. He didn’t answer the last question, which annoyed me.

McCain, on the other hand, continuously paced around the room, refusing to sit down (restless leg syndrome maybe? I saw a commercial for that recently—mocked it until now), and did nothing to alleviate his generally erratic behavior over the last couple of weeks. What lost the debate for McCain, in addition to his restless leg syndrome, were a couple of things that came out of his mouth that I’m sure he wishes he could have take-backs on. When a younger-looking Black guy asked him a question about the Wall Street turmoil, he quickly corrected him by saying it was a rescue—not a bailout. Unfortunately for McCain, the majority of the country sees the bailout for what it is—a bailout. Next, he decided to refer to Obama as ‘that one,’ forgoing a bevy of other choices for one that has been ran with all over the place today. Whatever folksy thing he actually meant doesn’t matter. Perception is reality, and I think people need the President to know that.  Lastly when asked about health care, he said that health care was a privilege, then proceeded to gloss over his complicated health care plan. Obama said he believes health care is a right. Pwnd.

Wait a second, really? So owning a gun is a right in America, but health care isn’t? How is that logic even possible in a 2008 America? I understand that McCain is a student of Reaganomics (ie: small government, low taxes on the rich, supply side economic theory, minimal government programs, no minimum wage, weak regulatory agencies, no labor unions, huge military), and the Neoconservative sentiment is still that a big FDR government is the bad guy and shouldn’t have anything to do with health care. Never mind most all other advanced nations make health care a RIGHT for their citizens through government intervention.

Ugh, why couldn’t Fringe be on. Dammit.