Where's the Rum Gone? *POTC SPOILERS*

I've been in town for a few days at the house that my family stays at when we come for a visit.  It's nice to get out of the desert for a while, but the bad thing is that it doesn't have any internet (if I end up staying there, I might get my dad to let me get some kind of connection going).  But today, I'm on a school field trip with my younger sisters and the hotel we're at has free high speed internet (!)  So, while the Wild Bunch are all down playing in the pool, I'm using the quiet time to run a few updates.

The main reason I came into town was because the editing job I applied and interviewed for asked me to come back for a second interview.  It was supposed to have been yesterday, but being the Tuesday after a holiday weekend, they didn't have everything quite ready for me.  That would have been fine, except that I was just coming off the freeway exit when I got the phone call to not bother and can we reschedule? -_-'  So, I turned around and headed back the forty-five minutes I had just traveled.  The good news, though, was that I was done earlier than I had expected and could go out for some fun with the family.

My dad had the brilliant idea that since we didn't have anywhere to be, we could go see a movie and the vote was unanimous for Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End (Sorry, Shrek 3, maybe later).  As usual, I have a slew of commentary to provide.

( And as usual Spoilers Abound Be Ye Warned Matey )

Well, we're off to Cabela's (woot!), so  I'll be back later (maybe).  I'm still going to be in town for a few days, so who knows when I'll post again.  Just know that I haven't dropped off the face of the earth.

Love from,
Jenny Wildcat

Well, I Hope You Like Soccer

Jazz lost to San Antonio and SA is going to the NBA Finals.  Honestly, I'm glad that the Jazz lasted as long as they did because, as rabid and loyal a fan as I am, I also know when to be realistic.  The end of the Jazz's season was not very hopeful, but they kicked Houston and Golden State out of the playoffs when people were saying Houston would sweep the Jazz and the Jazz suck and blahdy-blah, etc, piss me off.

But, no.  The Jazz made a great run at the playoffs and I actually got to see some games (I never got to watch while I was in school, but I was able to keep tabs on the box scores and things).  It reminded me a lot of the Stockton-Malone glory days and I reveled in every aspect of it.  Now that the team has had this playoff experience, they can get better and find what works and what didn't work and get ready for next season.  I'm optimistic for next year and I'm also ready to cheer for San Antonio (it's always been my policy - if I can't cheer for the Jazz, I cheer for the Spurs.  Besides, I'm sick of hearing about great LeBron James or the Detriot Pistons are.  The West is going to win, just you watch.  Because of that, I don't feel too bad that we lost).

The bad thing is that now I have to listen to only how wonderful it is to have a professional soccer team in Utah, which is actually a load of bullshit.  We won't hear anything good about the Utah Blaze, which is our Arena Football League (remember football? Hitting, running, passing, scoring, testosterone, real men?), but Real Salt Lake is that loser Dave Checketts baby and he's so wonderful and I want to puke?  Though, there was something funny on the radio today.  One radio commentator said that a RSL fan could read a book better than a Utah Blaze fan, to which I replied that the only book the RSL fan could read would be Dora the Explorer (Go! Diego Go! means run over that border, Diego! -- I never said my blog would be politically correct, and thankfully so).  The only people who like soccer are illegals and yuppies from South Jordan.

Go Jazz! (and would RSL please relocate?  Or can little Davey Checketts pony up some dough to get a real sport in Utah -- like an NFL team?  I think he owes us that after all this humiliation).

Love from,
Jenny Wildcat