The Box

B from the P

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Sat, 25 Nov 2006 00:06:00 +0000

Why are Dippin' Dots still called "ice cream of the future," when I've been eating them for 10 years?

I bought a house. It's crazy, because I figured I would be the perrenial unemployed bum of my group of friends. Sure, I have a job now, but I've never held the same job for more than 18 months ... except for Ace Hardware. And I'm NOT going back.

Well, hopefully not. Ask me again in January 2008.

Eat 'em up, Tigers

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Thu, 19 Oct 2006 02:46:00 +0000

Sorry I've been away for so long. I've had a slight case of Tiger fever.

By the way, how sweet is this?

Things Go Better With Rock

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Thu, 17 Aug 2006 23:09:00 +0000

David Ortiz looks enormous standing in the batter's box. It doesn't matter which pitcher he's facing, it looks like Little Mac against Mr. Sandman from Mike Tyson's Punch Out. And we all know what a bitch it is to try and beat that guy.

Wondering where I've been lately? Here's a really brief summary: up north, up north, Minnesota, up north, Ann Arbor. Working a lot in between. And this weekend I will be... up north. That's right, it's the 7th Annual Guys Weekend.

Pictures from both Ogemaw trips coming soon. Mostly because I don't want Joe Makris stalking me on MySpace.

Employed at last

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Wed, 12 Jul 2006 04:52:00 +0000

I got the call this morning (well, technically yesterday morning, since it's now past midnight). I got the job at Wayne State. My career begins Monday.

I want to give a quick shoutout to all of the people who supported my broke ass over the years as I strived to get that proverbial "foot in the door" in the ever-difficult sports industry. Family and friends can make you feel rich even when your bank account says otherwise.

And now that I have a job, you can have a beer on me.

"What is your greatest strength?"

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Fri, 07 Jul 2006 00:31:00 +0000

Okay friends, I just want to let you know that from now on, I am conducting all phone calls Jack Bauer-style. That means I will answer my phone with "Gorman," say "dammit" at least three times, and end the conversation without saying "bye" or "later." I'm just putting out this warning to avoid the inevitable second phone call that will start with you saying, "what the hell Box, are you mad at me?" No, I'm not mad. And if you asked that question to Jack, he would break your arm. I'm not quite as ruthless.

In other news, I read an article today in the Troy Times about JamFests. For those who don't remember, those were the drug-free hooplas we went to in middle school (or early high school) at the Aquatic Center on Friday nights. I used to go there with Keith all the time. It's where I got my first taste of what it's like not talking to chicks. I now employ many of those same strategies at the bar every weekend.

Hey, what, whoa

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Wed, 21 Jun 2006 15:40:00 +0000

So I stayed up late last night to watch the movie, "The Girl Next Door," mostly because Elisha Cuthbert is so hot. Well, that notion was definitely reaffirmed for me after watching that, but I also discovered that this movie has the most ridiculous premise that I have ever seen. Granted, it was entertaining and funny, but the plot made Wedding Crashers or Old School look like documentaries. I'm not sure I could even explain it on this blog, because I would sound insane.

Todd Jones sucks

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Thu, 15 Jun 2006 04:48:00 +0000

I finished the first season of 24 yesterday. It only took me two and a half days to watch all of the episodes. I know they are making a 24 movie that won't be in real time, but I think they should reconsider and make it a full 24-hour movie. Honestly, just give me a bathroom break every few hours and access to a little food and water, and I would make it through the whole thing easily.

Also, Todd Jones sucks.

Maria esta en la biblioteca

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Wed, 14 Jun 2006 01:23:00 +0000

I was in Marinelli's briefly to pick up some food, and noticed that the TV in the lobby was showing ESPN Deportes. Even more ridiculous, they were broadcasting the World Dominoes Championship. How is this a sport? Or a deporte?

Save a cowboy, ride the Gemini

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Fri, 09 Jun 2006 18:05:00 +0000

I went to Coyote Joe's last night with Dief and Christian. For those of you who have never been there, it's Desperado's with more TVs and a patio.

I have a theory that to write a good country song, you need to include some combination of these subjects:
1. Pickup trucks
2. Dogs
3. Your momma or daddy
4. Some chick who screwed you over
5. Drinking

We won our softball game last night, 14-1. It's our first win of the season, and my first as a coach. I feel like Buddy Bell.

Pencil-thin... the mustache, that is.

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Thu, 01 Jun 2006 21:48:00 +0000

So I was creating a MySpace profile today, and I was trying to find a picture to use. I almost chose one from groUPnorth NYE 2006, but then remembered that I have a sick mustache in that picture.

I'll be honest, I almost used it anyway.

Dear So-and-So

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Wed, 31 May 2006 17:26:00 +0000

Okay, I've read all of my email and watched every show I taped while I was gone. I can now fully reenter society.

I hate to be a pessimist, but it's over tonight.

As I was looking around job websites today, I realized this is the third time in four summers since I graduated from UM that I have found myself searching for a job instead of having one.

Smelling Funky

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Mon, 29 May 2006 22:02:00 +0000

We got back from our cruise yesterday. Great times, but traveling is exhausting. It appears we brought some hot weather back with us too. When we left, it was 44 degrees outside. Today it was 93.

One of my brother's friends suggested we leave the country again, because the Tigers couldn't lose while we were gone, and they haven't scored a run in the two games since we got back.

We saw every Pistons game on the ship too, in the sports bar. The crowd was pretty split between Pistons and Heat fans, which made for a fun atmosphere.

Back to the job search tomorrow...

Sunday, Bloody Sunday

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Sat, 20 May 2006 04:20:00 +0000

Barely. Just barely. But I'll take it.

So I guess as we're setting sail on our cruise this Sunday, I'll be in the ship's sports bar, hoping that the season doesn't end in the second round.

I've been signed onto AIM for a day and 10 hours. This probably comes close to the total amount I've been online since I graduated from college.

The short, short version

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Thu, 18 May 2006 17:48:00 +0000

It's nice to be back. Here's what you missed:

Dief moved out of his parents' house. Keith and I moved back into ours. WrestleMania came and went. The Wings got knocked out early... again. I finished my internship and got my Master's degree. We went to the Derby, and I slept through the race. Catherine and Fred got married. Britney Spears got knocked up... again. The Tigers are in first place and have the best record in the majors. We leave for our family cruise this weekend.

And it's "win or go home" on Friday.

There, you're caught up. That was quick.

Cheese and mustard

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Tue, 21 Feb 2006 05:01:00 +0000

Wayne State's men's and women's swimming teams won their conference titles over the weekend. Several people who have worked at WSU for a while were really thrilled for them. I thought it was cool, but I guess it didn't really have an impact on me. I guess that's the difference between being a full-time employee who actually gets to know the student-athletes, rather than an anonymous intern. It'll be cool at some point to see a team I work with/for win, and actually think I had something to do with it.

We went to this place called Slows for lunch today. One of my coworkers made the joke that it was called that because of the slow service. She was right. I had to stay at work until 5:30 to get all my crap done because it took them over an hour to make me a BBQ beef sandwich.

I would have hit up the White Castle down the street, but I ate that yesterday. And tonight.

It's just another day to me

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Tue, 14 Feb 2006 17:26:00 +0000

I'm pretty sure most of what I just ate for lunch was either near or beyond its expiration date.

Baseball to wrecking ball

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Thu, 09 Feb 2006 03:44:00 +0000

In case you haven't noticed, Tiger Stadium is dying.

I ate lunch at O'Blivion's today, which is right next to Tiger Stadium. I don't get close-up looks at the old place too often, but every time I do, it's depressing. I want them to tear it down so bad. Tiger Stadium is my favorite place of all time, but it's a shadow now of what it once was. It sucks that a place so important in Detroit history is now just another abandoned building left to rot. I even saw pictures in the Detroit News recently of weeds and tree branches (yes, frickin BRANCHES) growing out from beneath the concrete by the dugouts. Rip this place down. Seriously.

Leaving early today

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Fri, 03 Feb 2006 18:03:00 +0000

No starting All-Stars? No problem. See ya in the finals. P-dawgs, baby!

I've lived here my entire life, and outside of actual sporting events I've never spent as much time in Downtown Detroit as I have the past two days. NFL Experience on Wednesday was awesome, and so was Winter Blast last night after soccer. Detroit looks alive and well... I just hope it's for the long term, not just to host the Super Bowl. I almost felt like I was in a different city with all the people walking around without the fear of being robbed or shot.

I'm heading to Chicago this weekend to hang out with the Chi-Town Borthas and everyone else. Should be a good time. I wish I had a functioning camera right now though.

Huckeyes and Buckeyes

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Mon, 23 Jan 2006 04:43:00 +0000

Mayer e-mailed this hilarious link to the Brent Musburger Drinking Game. If you can't stand Brent Musburger, like me, then you will love this.

Back seat drivers can't reach the pedal

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Wed, 18 Jan 2006 04:20:00 +0000

The Wayne State "CampusWatch" e-mail just arrived. It appears that on Dec. 1, someone stole a 1993 Plymouth Voyager. Man, that's a sweet ride.

I wonder if 40 years from now, car guys are going to custom-build hot rods of Plymouth Voyagers, El Caminos, and Ford Tauruses... or is it Tauri?

Small doses

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Sat, 14 Jan 2006 19:32:00 +0000

If anyone wonders why I don't update this thing that often anymore, it's because I'm not that interesting.

Saturday afternoons feel strange this time of year, because there's no college football, and it's not nice out so you can't spend the day outside. I pretty much spend these kind of days wasting time, possibly watching DVDs or updating this often-neglected website of mine.

Keith found an old picture of me and Mayer from Guys Weekend 2002, which is the infamous "Yucca" trip. I have no pants on in this picture.

Average New Year, everybody!

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Fri, 06 Jan 2006 21:42:00 +0000

Can you believe they're actually talking about us? I figured everyone outside of Detroit was ignoring the fact that we have an absolutely sick record.

We lost our first soccer game of the year last night, 6-4. I played in goal because Christian's finger is still pretty sore. I didn't play very well - I mean, it wasn't Wass Elementary-bad or anything, but the scoreboard doesn't lie.

96.3 has been on in the office all day. Their playlist consists of about seven songs.

groUPnorth NYE 2006 pictures are coming soon.

I'm actually not cool.

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Thu, 29 Dec 2005 23:05:00 +0000

The post before this one really was Phil. I caught him in the act, and then decided I didn't care.

Also, I didn't realize that I was never funny. I just thought I wasn't as funny as some people. Maybe that's why I host funny stuff instead. I'm like Saget.

So I am cool.

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Thu, 29 Dec 2005 17:14:00 +0000

I am so cool. I was glad UofM lost last night to Nebraska because it gave me time to reflect just how much I dislike Lloyd Carr and Wayne Gretzky. Screw both of those jokers.

Sometimes when I'm watching wrestling I think about hotdogs. I'm not really sure why I have that connection.

I heard of this sweet band yesterday called Collective Soul. I think they are my new favorite band, replacing Greenstreet. Billy and Phil should really put out a record. They are two of the sweetest showmans this side of the Mason Dixon.

I think Phil is going to post something claiming that this post here wasn't done be me, Doctor Box. But don't believe him because he is Asian. Remember Pearl Harbor.

It's like old times sometimes

noreply@blogger.com (Box) — Fri, 23 Dec 2005 01:07:00 +0000

So it turns out I got an A in that class, so the exam didn't suck after all.

In other news, the people in the apartment above us were getting it on the other morning as I was getting ready for work. Seriously, she was loud.

Go Time is looking to go 8-0 tonight. I had a dream last night about my high school swimming days, which was the closest thing to athletic success I've ever experienced. Maybe that's a good sign that we'll win tonight.

Have you ever listened to a song on the radio that you only sort of like, but you think nothing else is on, and then when it's over you start flipping stations again and get to a song you really love, only it's almost over, and you could have heard the whole thing if you had turned that station on about 90 seconds earlier?

Wow, I should save that for my stand-up routine.