Random Stuff

Before I head out of town for a few days to good ol’ Texas, I wanted to leave the readers with a few random things so you don’t think I’m passed out on Note that I wrote a post on the primaries. This was suggested to me by a reader who wanted to know what Barney thought of the political process. If any of you have anything you’d want Barney’s opinion feel free to ask. (As if you actually care what I think about anything besides whiskey recommendations. But feel free to ask. Don’t worry, I’m pretty sure you won’t overwhelm me).

After a few days to review it, I actually like the Shaq trade from the Suns perspective. I think they realized that they had gone as far as they could with their current nucleus and wouldn’t get to the Finals this year without a trade. And that was before Shawn Marion was a malcontent. If anyone has any doubt about this, please read “7 Seconds or Less”. Shaq will now be motivated, so I imagine he’ll be playing better. And even if this doesn’t work from a basketball perspective, I think it has great comedy potential. I can’t wait until Shaq takes Amare under his wing and realizes he has “Black Jesus” tatted on his neck. I’m also realizing that not only did Shaq win the genetic lottery by being 7’1”, he hit the lottery in terms of playing in the best places: LA, Miami and now Phoenix. I’m jealous.

In other NBA news, we have an early leader for this year Best Quote to a Coworker That Reveals I Follow Sports Way Too Much. This one comes when I was talking to LA, who gets press passes for some Wizards games. She still hasn’t asked a question I want, but she did get to interview Kobe last weekend.

LA: “So I asked Kobe a question and he answered it in the most boring way and didn’t even look at me.”Barney: “I’m pretty sure Kobe’s wife doesn’t let him even look at white women at this point.”

That didn’t go over so well.

In work related stuff, I was all set to make a big presentation in front of executives at the 8732 (Yes, I’m using a Young Jeezy reference to avoid letting you know where I actually work). I had my suit and tie game on lock, and was ready to step my career up to the next level. I was in the conference room all set to go, but was then told some of the topics were sensitive and that it would be inappropriate that I sit in on them. So they had me sit in a supply closet waiting for my turn to speak. Sitting in a supply closet, in the dark, was pretty humbling. And after I was done explaining their own system to them, I was asked to leave again. So fuck you, 8732. Not your crew Jeezy, the real 8732.

Finally, it’s always fun to see that I’m on one of the drugs Heath Ledger OD’d on. I might want to watch combining it with copious amounts of alcohol. But I probably won’t.

Be back next week with the midseason Western Conference review and a brand spanking new Texas Toast. I’m going to be at a birthday party with 30 kids under age 9. It’s going to be a fun time. And by fun, I mean, I might commit seppuku.