Weekend Fun Part 2: Of course our site is running much better today, plus some odds and ends
After my semi-delusional and overly reactionary rant last night, things seem to be moving much smoother on the site today. (For now.)
So, I’m going to do a bit of blogging here and then we’re going to call it a week. I don’t want to leave the non-positive vibes on the top of the site all weekend. You understand, right? We cool now? Cool.
First: I ran across the link where this dog emanates from early in the week, but with that Michael Vick business going down shortly thereafter, I didn’t want to pass up the opportunity to display it here.

Yeah, I’m guessing if Vick got a hold of this dog, there’d be no need for drowning or electrocuting or whatever the heck else he’s allegedly done. Air Bud ain’t got nothin’ on that dog there.
Second, I had a long post ready to go on Gary Player’s comments about steroids in golf for yesterday. It’s a bit untimely now, so I’m going to reproduce just a part of it here for you in blockquote form:
Gary Player knows, man. He knows that at least one professional golfer has used steroids or some other permutation of performance-enhancing drugs. He knows so much, in fact, that’s he’s willing to go on record with the most fantastically vague quote of all-time.
“Whether it’s HGH, whether it’s Creatine or whether it’s steroids, I know for a fact that some golfers are doing it,” he said.
Asked how he knew for certain, he said one golfer told him.
“I took an oath prior to him telling me — I won’t tell you where — but he told me what he did, and I could see this massive change in him,” Player said. “And somebody else told me something, that I also promised I wouldn’t tell, that verified others had done it.”
He took an oath, really? What is this, Boy Scouts? Brownies, maybe? You know, as Americans, we should be over the shock, horror and astonishment of steroids by now. The use is so prevalent, so widespread, that it’s completely analogous with somebody being a bit shady in the real world. It’s no different than the accountant pinching money out of his/her company or the guy that clocks in his buddy for a day of work he never showed up to. It’s wrong, but it’s part of life.
Again, as I said before, we are going up to Milwaukee this weekend and at least one of us will be in attendance for the Brewers-Giants tilt on Saturday. And yes, we are totally rooting for Bonds to go yard because it would be amazing to see him hit one so close to the record, regardless of the fact that he’s kind of a dick. We’ll try to have some grand, amazing coverage of it on Monday, but don’t hold your collective breaths.
And lastly, I don’t know if this is going to be some new feature or not here on Weekend Fun, but I’m going to leave you with a musical YouTube. If nothing else, it will at least give me and E something to talk about — especially because I know he’s going to rip me for this one. I was going to throw down the music video for Feist’s “My Moon, My Man” because I think it is fantastic, but since I saw her live at Lollapalooza last year — the lineup this year is decidedly worse, in my opinion — here’s Feist preforming “Secret Heart” on Last Call With Carson Daily. Enjoy it. Or don’t.
