Giving Props

This post is all about giving props (or "dap" as Tony & Mike would say) to those who deserve a little pick me up.

First of all: New Orleans. Yeah so the majority of your city was underwater, and yeah a ton of your inhabitants lost all their belongings, and yeah a good portion lost their lives, and yeah your sports teams are probably on the way out, and yeah it's likely that the population and city structure will never recover to the pre-Katrina days... But fuck it if that's gonna stop you from chugging some bourbon, stripping naked and raising hell in the streets! Granted, there may still be widespread devastation but let's be honest... Mardi Gras only comes around once a year. Now seriously, who can argue with that?

Next, Excel. Oh how I love this ingenious little spreadsheet program. You have helped me to yet again avoid studying for a final that (at 80%) could make or break my grade, and yet again allow me to make a traveshammockery of the MAC program. Type type type and voila! The answer appears. Does it get any better than that? I submit that it does not.

Third, the Olympics. The Torino Games have occupied my time and my mind from 8pm to midnight every evening for the past 16 days. Only the Olympics could ignite a sudden and heated interest in the outcome of a competition between women sliding plastic doorstops toward a giant target painted on an ice-rink... or for two guys in skin-tight jumpsuits careening down an icy chute on top of one another at 80 mph. When else do you flip on the TV and say, "oh sweet, the biathalon is on!" (The sport that combines my two favorite outdoor activities, snow-skiing and rifle shooting). Figure skating, short track, downhill mogul? Hell yeah bro, count me in! And who deserves more "dap" than Bob Costas, the ringleader of this subzero extravaganza, who regularly stepped up every night to verbally lambaste any US competitor he felt wasn’t living up to the standards (he) set for them: see Shauni Davis, Lindsey Jacobellis and most hilariously Bode Miller on the night before the closing ceremony. But in all seriousness to the spirit of international athletic competition... where the hell was the Jamaican Bobsled team? Feel the rhythm, feel the rhyme, get on up, it's bobsled time... cool runnings!!! Classic movie. Major dap.

Finally, I have to give respect to Ben & Jerry's "Karamel Sutra" ice cream, and namely those who bring in a pint to class and sit and eat it. First of all, this ice cream flavor is classic. "Would you like caramel swirls in your ice cream sir?" Fuck that, I want a 1 inch diameter column of caramel injected into my pint of ice cream, and then I want caramel flavored ice cream surrounding it on one side! Seriously, this ice cream will literally knock your pants off with a caramelsplosion. Secondly, it's not everyday that you see someone bring in a pint of ice cream to class and take it down. That takes balls. Most people bring sandwiches, burritos or pizza slices. It takes some rocks to throw caution to the wind and say, "Bullshit on that. I'm eating ice cream." Massive dap.