At least year’s inaugural Nakamoto Walk Or Run For Fun, Eddy Zucko won the race. This year, on Memorial Day 2008, all I want is a shot at his championship at the 2nd Annual Nakamoto Walk Or Run For Fun event. Will he say yes?
At least year’s inaugural Nakamoto Walk Or Run For Fun, Eddy Zucko won the race. This year, on Memorial Day 2008, all I want is a shot at his championship at the 2nd Annual Nakamoto Walk Or Run For Fun event. Will he say yes?
It’s not like I ever thought I wouldn’t buy a pair of Jordans ever again. But when I stopped buying after the XVIIIs (I bought the XIXs on a big time discount some 5 months after the release so I don’t count those), I wasn’t so sure that I’d be into the whole shoe buying phenomenon again. When I say phenomenon, I truly mean it. It’s not just buying the shoes. It’s the preparation as well. It’s figuring out what color way you want (unless you’re Eddy Zucko and you just decided to buy both so you don’t have to make that decision). It’s also figuring how you’re going to buy them on release day, because if you don’t buy them on release day, you’re just like En Vogue – never gonna get it.

I picked them up online at about 8:15 PM last night as it looks like Finish Line released them a bit early. But I think this is it, as far as the whole phenomenon goes. I may get some more Jordans down the line, but probably not like I used to. I just gave Carol about 10-15 pair to sell and use the money for private school for the kids. I’ve kept about 10 myself, and I’ll probably never get rid of them. But I don’t see myself adding much to the collection. I’ve also started to like how the Lebrons look, and have two pairs of those as well. I’m out of the shoe biz, but I still follow the game. I’m interested as well to see what happens after this year with the Jordan Brand.
Check out this video that ESPN ran last night that talks about why, when I was just 9 years old, I had to have the OG Jordans. Yep, thanks to mom and dad, I was like Mike, at least on the feet. At the end, he shows that wrong color way that was limited to 23 stores, but he didn’t know any better. He isn’t a part of the phenomenon.
This review was posted originally on Epinions.com.
With Martin Lawrence’s latest movie, Welcome Home Roscoe Jenkins, he gets a lot of help from an all-star cast and really, in this day and age, he needs it. His name is on the marquee and he has the biggest part, but if not for his cast, this movie bricks, and bricks badly. Maybe I’m giving the cast too much credit. They aren’t all all-stars. Cedric The Entertainer hasn’t been all that funny since Barbershop, but to folks who are going to see this movie, he’s an attraction. As is Mike Epps, who in fact, might be one of the funnier goofy guys in movies today. And let’s just put Joy Bryant on the cover of King Magazine right now. As pretty as she is, she also plays one of the better characters in the movie. Michael Clarke Duncan isn’t making too many waves these days, but his hulking presence doesn’t take anything away from the movie. And who doesn’t like James Earl Jones even if you’re just waiting for him to say “Skyyyyyywallllllkerrrrrr” in his deep voice? On the other hand, Mo’Nique isn’t necessarily charming. She’s foul mouthed and disgusting for most of the movie. How this thing was only rated PG-13 leads me to believe that the MPAA didn’t get some of the jokes.
Martin Lawrence is completely stuck in a rut. After playing some great characters in movies like Bad Boys and Life, he’s now subjected to playing his Martin Payne character in nearly every role now. Even parts of his old sitcom are smack dab in this movie. While you can go to the well a few times, it can get old and with his latest role as RJ Stevens, a Dr. Phil/Jerry Springer like talk show host, yesterday’s edgy is now today’s stale. Lawrence used to be cutting and eye opening. But now, he seems tired and walking on the same treadmill he’s been on for the last ten years.

Earlier today, Eddy Zucko was making fun of Warriors center Andris Biedrins and his spiky hair. Eddy called him Vidal Sassoon. I told Eddy that his hair probably got him lots of chicks. He then reminded me of his run as a platinum blond which he pegged was about 10 or 11 years ago. I told him that just because he reminded me, I was going to find pictures and post them. Thanks to Albert, I now have one.
That’s Albert doing the licking by the way.
Here’s a look at Biedrins so you can compare.

Eddy says that when he grows his hair back, he’s going blond again.
This review was published originally at Epinions.com.
At the end of the fourth season of American Idol, Carrie Underwood had my vote. It wasn’t that way all season long. I actually disliked her very much. I disliked the goody two shoes image that she portrayed and thought at certain points, she thought she was a little too good for criticism. But by the end of the season finale, I stabbed Boseph Bice right in the back, and changed my allegiance to Underwood. There is something about her that makes her very likable in a day and age when some female pop stars can be the most unlikeable people on earth. She’s the perfect anti-Britney Spears. And she’s also the World’s Sexiest Vegetarian according to PETA. What does that mean? Not sure, but it shows that she’s very likable.
I was really happy with her first album surprisingly. It wasn’t until I heard Before He Cheats was I really interested in Some Hearts. But just like her, the album was likable. Her voice can be a little bland at times, but more often than not, it’s very pleasing, and maybe a little underutilized. But with her second album, Carnival Ride, her voice no longer stands in the background. In fact, it’s one of the main selling points of the album. She’s able to hit higher notes and hold them for longer. She’s growing as an artist, and really, that’s what you look for in sophomore albums.
Carol, Jesus, and I have been spending the last two months trying to get Brian ready for the spelling bee. I tried to get him to study Akeelah And The Bee, but could only get a, “Dad, I didn’t really like that movie that much,” out of him. He wasn’t great in practice and at times was barely 50/50 on the harder words. But come game day, he did very well. There were about 6 schools participating (private schools in Los Gatos, San Mateo, and even further north past San Francisco) and 23 kids in all. I tried to keep him very loose by goofing off with him, trying to make him forget how nervous he was. I think it helped that he drew the last number and didn’t have to spell a word until the very end of each round.
He started out the practice round by getting “crispness” right. He moved on to “eager”, “beard”, “balloons”, and “luggage”, which were pretty much gimmes. Then, in the next round, he had to spell a word that he’s been hearing all his life. Whenever we play around, he eventually has to eat a bionic elbow from me. So it was fairly easy for him to spell “bionic” as his next word. Now here’s where it became tricky. His next word was “envelop”. The spelling bee woman said it correctly the first time, but when she repeated it back to him, she pronounced it, “in-velop”. Brian spelled it like she said it, but then added an “e” at the end. So he would’ve gotten it wrong anyway. But, she didn’t do him any favors by massacring the pronunciation of the word.
Since we only were allowed to take pictures and video of the practice round, I only have his first word. And he did it with the crispness.