die is cast

Hopeless saturday

this is the kind of saturday i would like to take off from work.
i wont
i wanna watch my hokies play some ball
but i wont
its not that i dont care
i dont get espn U
i wont see the full circle effect and i aint gonna be there
but this seems like a trap game
so miss is always a tough out
hateysburg brings the dirty south gritty tough sugar sweat mud
seriously(but only for a second) this is a tough out for a team (hokies that is) that may not really be very good. actually this,

They are a good team. They are a player away from playing with any team in the country. How it is that VaTech constantly lacks stability at QB position. (i mean they get it for seasons but, Why is it always year in year out such a chore the watch the Virginia Tech passing offense. its like playing your 7th grade self at Joe Montana football. mad wack.) If you are a close friend of mine when it comes to VT football then you know the level of VT appologist and optimist I am. I think it this:

IT IS UNCONTIONABLE AT THIS POINT THAT THEY HAVE NOT DEVISED A QB PROOF SYSTEM. (iknowihavecratedthem) THESE MEN OF NEW RIVER VALLEY LORE. BUD FOSTER BILL ROTH FRANK BEAMER. THEY HAVE NOT COME UP WITH SOME KIND OF WAY FOR THE LIVING TRUTH OF CONSTANT OFFENSE TO EXIST. REGGIE!! FRIGAN MURPHEY THESE MAY BE THE DAG GONE BESTEST GROUP OF RECEIVERS EAST OF THE MISSISSIPPI RIVER IN COLLEGE FOOTBALL AND THEY DONT HAVE SOMEONE TO GET THEM THE BALL.

GRGRFARGRERRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHSGSHSGDKDSHFJAD!!!!!!!!!

2 guys

a white man in times square in a VT hat, '79 grad, lives in Culpepper,VA, tipped me off.
He said, "watch out for UNC", "they have a great running game", he says to me.

In the next to last row of Giants Stadium, black man with his son, bought cracker jacks from me wore a UNC hat. I told him about the first man. He said, "yeah you should be concerned"

ok so now i am

first guy said if we beat UNC look out we are good.

ok.

dont judge by the first 10 lines

Do you think when they produce a statue of Coach Frank Beamer that it will include intricate detail of his burn (which I used to call a goider, ok still lovingly call a goider, especially lovingly when this great coach chokes the aggressiveness of his offense in the second half of big games).

Will that history be written truthfully?

Will ours?

What will be the legend of the name Vick now at our school?

I wish this blog were more popular with people that went to tech, or just support it. (honestly i think about 5 people read this a week, and 2 on are accident). But, I feel this way because I am in Times Square messing with people on the street most days. And I always get excited when i see people from VT, or at least rocking the gear. And i am like, "hey look at me, I went there, and yeah, and i love it." No one believes it. And unlike most things that happen in that corporate funhouse, it stings a bit to be rejected by these folks. you fo...my folks - as it were.

in a very cartoonish way it is not unlike when the Twilight Zone movie has that nasty racsit man has the klan he used to roll with come up on him as if he was skin-toned like ronyell wittiker or something. it hurts to be rejected by your own, ya'll.

And, if these people wanted to buy comedy tickets, I would not mind, but I will still give (you perhaps) some love. so, tell people that might rock VT threads, when you come to the square, give me listen and we'll share a laugh at pink polo shirt wearin' uVa mo fo's expense, cus you gotta know, and believe; I jeer at them and would not solicit, nor except their money for discounted comedy passes I possess.

I used to ride the BT,

but now I ride the MTA.

There is not train that runs under Blackburg as we have here in New York. But, the bus between my apartment complex and the graveyard on east Roanoke St. helped me me not quite so novice when i arrived here. Not everyone on that bus looked like I did, or had come from the same town. Rarely was that the case when I owned a car.

Here in Brooklyn it is rare I see someone with my same skin tone on the public transportation, but I am at ease, and in fact now far more comfortable and relaxed that I was driving the Baltimore/Washington Parkway for 2 years. There is probably some clip I could roll here of Don Cheedle silioquisizing (word?) but I will press on instead.

I liked walked to get places while at Virginia Tech and I like it here too. I lived in a Maryland suburb of DC for 2 years, and shuttled myself in my car the entire time. I love that car, but there is a detachment from the environment that surrounds me, and along with that dimishes the interaction of humanity and my direct contact with it and the people that help sustain reality.

I was in Blacksburg when the war started. I was out in the rain the day after in front of memorial chapel, and spoke on behalf of love in the name of Christ. I came up here 2 days later and marched 30 blocks down Broadway to protest this madness while the other watched shock and awe between commercials for the second round of the NCAA tournament.

And the war raged on. I went back and wrote papers and against it and taught about it for 2 school year in a few social-studies classes, but the war raged on.

and now, we all know its bad and we all know they lied and we dont really beleive them when they talk to us now about how well things are going, or even about how neccessary it all is, but what have we given more attention and consideration to

we hokies dont even have a dog in that fight... actively walk away from this war and encourage those you know and love and debate with truthful minds those you dont to make this government fear this populace again.

Since I moved to this city I have helped to organize a politcal rally and march in which about 7,000 people participated. This was nowhere near as effective as the day I skipped my constitutional law class to hear speakers talk about diversity education and the restrictions placed by the board of regents on the admissions policies of the university. It went on for about 150 minutes until a guy I had just had class with that morning got up to the podium and said he was ready to do something. He wanted to deliver the message to the president himself and he ran into Burress Hall.

Myself and about 100 or so other kids (perhaps a few more) ran into the offices on the second floor of the building and forced some odd answers from the dean on duty that day. It became sweaty quite quickly in the room that day; it was far fairer whether than we were afforded a week later. The weather was also an indicator of the crowd and the effectivnes given both assembly events.

damn this war. still.
if you are being quiet about it stop.