I just wanted to get back on track today with a quick roundup of the “best of the web” that I could find celebrating US Independence Day. I figure a nice little meme gallery might be interesting to come back to in the future.
That’s it for this year’s ID4 round-up, kiddies! Hope everyone who celebrated had a safe celebration. If you didn’t, I wish your eyebrows a speedy regrowth and hope you make the most of that prosthetic hand!
Well, it is surely a surprise and an honour to come back from a lengthy vacation and be notified that I’ve been nominated for the coveted WordPress Sunshine Award. I do appreciate the recognition, and I hope that some of my blogging efforts have brought a world of sunshine into somoene’s life. My thanks to Dianna on her nominating me. I read her blog regularly and I come to note that she embodies the spirit of the Sunshine Award, and I will certainly do my best to continue this tradition here at Zen and The Art of Desenrascanço. Keep the blue part on top, and once again, thank you, Dianna.
Now, as tradition with the award, there is a short interview that comes with it:
What is your favourite colour?
What is your favourite number? Eleven
What is your favourite non-alcoholic drink? A proper cuppa tea.
Do you prefer Facebook or Twitter? As an absolute matter, I prefer Twitter. Twitter is a much more streamlined service and allows me to see information more efficiently than Facebook. Twitter, I feel, is much more interactive than Facebook because it’s open and searchable versus Facebook’s “walled garden” approach that has, only recently, started playing well with search engines. Also, I don’t get harangued by incessant Zynga game invites while I’m cruising the Twitters.
What would you say is your passion? Flying. Flying and entertaining. Flying and entertaining and creating things. If I could be a professional pilot/lounge singer/performance artist that managed a few DIY projects on the side, I think my life would be complete.
Do you prefer to give presents or receive them? It gives me great pleasure to find someone a gift that suits them in such a way that they are thrilled and blindsided by it. As long as it is within my means, giving is always more rewarding to me.
What is your favourite pattern? The Fibonacci Sequence.
What is your favourite day of the week? Days of the week are arbitrary. I like any day where I’m simply enjoying myself.
What is your favourite flower? A Fire Flower from Super Mario Brothers.
Finally, I must nominate a new batch of recipients for the Sunshine Award:
A quick clip of my animatronic Caddyshack gopher dancing to Kenny Loggins’ “I’m Alright.” Apparently, this is my second most popular video on YouTube:
So, that being the case, I appeal to all my readers (yes, all 3.14 bajillion of you) out there to help me bump up the numbers a little. Please, check out the videos. Watch, share, like, comment. That being the case, please show a little love here on the blarg as well. I know you’re out there, and I really do appreciate the “likes”, the retweets, and the #FF mentions on Twitter (and even the likes and shares on Facebook)! You guys are what make it all possible! Now, in the meantime, I’ve got a lot of content lined up, so stay tuned and tell your friends!
Special WordPress love goes out to:
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I was catching up on the Twitterverse earlier, when I noticed the following tweet regarding an appeal for the NHL to schedule one Winnipeg preseason game in Philips Arena so that Atlanta fans could say goodbye to their team.
To which I had to reply:
@mrwpg It was OUR team from their inception. YOUR team is still in Glendale. Enjoy that stat book, we’ll all be cheering as the #Preds THRASH your unnamed team. Have some class, asshat. Eh? #kissmyblackass #gojetsgo #Thrashers
Then @mrwpg offered the following rebuttal:
Not one to let the facts be ignored or to step down from a fight, I countered with a combination of formal statement of facts as well as an emotional appeal:
@mrwpg I’m not going to start some ridiculous flaming argument here, but know that it wasn’t just “a lack of fans supporting the team.” There were lots of factors: #badmanagement at the franchise (& league) level, lack of local gov’t support, competition with other–better entrenched–sports, different culture/values, & lack of viable investors. Yeah, maybe the #thrashers didn’t have the mainstream appeal that the #winnipegjets had, but they had fans–just like the Knights & Flames before them–and they were & are rabid fans. We were there for 11 years. We fought for our team, just like you fought for yours. We invested our money, our time, and our emotion into the team. Maybe we didn’t sell out every home game, but we did manage to sell seats in comparable numbers to your Jets. When the Jets left for Glendale, you got a swan song–a “last dance.” When the sale of the Thrashers went through, we got a door slammed in the face. Remember that next time you want to gloat. #dontbeadouche #BETEOPOD #gojetsgo
I like to think that this ended the argument at a draw, at least, and a mutual understanding at best. This whole Thrashers mess has been hell on a lot of us fans, and while we may point fingers and yell at each other across the northern border, the point here is that our team is gone—taken away in a hasty closed-door sale that reeks of corporate mismanagement. Yes, Winnipeg, you “won,” but because of seemingly shady dealings on your behalf. I’m sure it was a similar situation when you lost the Jets to Phoenix: full of woe, anguish, and anger that something you identified with so strongly and invested your love as well as your life into has been ripped out from under you.
I’m certainly not above nationalistic, regionalistic, or even localised trash talk. Such raillery is good in competition, but it can be detrimental after the match is over. This is the point I was trying to make. I’m not happy about losing my Thrashers, and I’m certainly not going to root for whatever Winnipeg decides to call their team, but I’m not going to go about spewing hate-filled drivel, and I will assuredly not suffer a sore winner who persists in gloating over an accomplishment they had no hand in or knowledge of the facts surrounding. I will still sing “Blame Canada,” laugh at their silly hats, and poke fun of their accents, but only because I did that before and because I’m sure that they quip about me being a gun-toting, truck-driving redneck with a funny accent. It’s understood. It’s mutual. It’s fair.
Don’t make it personal, guys.