Love, Love, Love
Holli and I have a wedding website. She wanted to set up a page at one of the multitudes of wedding websites out there, but I said, “Nein! We can make our own webpage.” And so, months later, we did. Co-designed by us, coded and programmed by me, and content largely by her, we present love.milesrausch.com!
There’s information on us, our proposal, wedding party, Madison information, Madison weather, and more! Feel free to check it out and leave a comment if you wish! Hit refresh to see a new, random, exciting picture of Miles & Holli! Okay, it’s not that exciting, but I like the design, it has good content, and it’s something to check back on every once in a while.
Coach Tim Miles Mentions MilesRausch.com At CSU Press Conference; Sorta
Well, it’s official. Tim Miles has accepted a head basketball coaching position at Colorado State University. Below is a video of the highlights of the press conference. He even mentions MilesRausch.com!
Coach Miles joins the CSU Rams. Here are highlights from the press conference.
Music:
- Rob Costlow – Goodbyes
Alright, I lied. He never mentioned my site, but things sure sound strange out of context!
Elsewhere, online communicants are not quite so enamored with Tim as his family is. The Bison Media Blog has one such post. It’s not that the Media Blog hates Tim, it’s that some of its commenters do. Tony Rolfes, and myself, have decided to take up the cause. Here are some excerpts from the comments page.
The conversation turns ugly in a hurry. Four comments in, and a The Haters appear.
Honestly, people in the media, and idiot Bison Fans are going too far with the “Miles moving up” crap. Its seriously getting ridiculous. What has the guy actually accomplished?
– Didn’t even win the pathetic independent league this season.
– Never won an NCC title in D-II.
– His records in D-I have been: 16-8 this season against D-I’s, and 12-12 last season in D-I. Wow, I’m soooooo amazed.
– Pretty much lucked out getting Andre Smith to sign here, after he had committed to an A-10 school. Without that guy, NDSU hasn’t had a winning season yet.
So explain to me what he’s accomplished to warrant all of these big time job offers that are sure to come his way? Gotten two upset victories by playing a zone defense and praying to God for a bad shooting night from Marquette and Wisconsin? Ohh, how do I sign him, what an amazing coach to think of playing zone against Wisconsin. Oh wait, they already got knocked out of the tournament with a better team by playing games like that.
You guys are idiots. He’s not that great. All of these big time schools aren’t calling because he hasn’t gotten crap done.
And why I’m on this topic, NDSU isn’t going to be nearly as good next season with the loss of Dre. That guy opened up everything in your offense, and was a defensive beast. You could probably play 6-5 and not get the stats from two of your players he was putting up.
I’m sure you won’t believe me though… you’re winning because of a 5’11” guard (who gets his open looks from teams doubling dre). Right.
Posted by: So Stupid. on 3/20/2007 4:30 PM
Some remark that a name like “So Stupid.” speaks for itself. Speaking to defend Tim against The Haters, is Tony Rolfes, using the moniker BigTBison.
Every school Tim has gone to he’s turned the program around. No one can deny that. Has anyone ever thought that Tim might be trying to recruit a specific type of player? What if the kid is a great player but doesn’t listen to his coaches or his teacher. Not a type of kid I’d want on my team. Something to think about.
Posted by: BigTBison on 3/20/2007 6:11 PM
Take that, The Haters! Despite the crystal clear logic in Tony’s post, the response was harsh. The Haters don’t back down that easily.
Give me a break BigT, Miles and all of NDSU were drooling over signing Quavle. Your little revision of history isn’t going to fly, because I KNOW that Miles offered him. Its pretty pathetic that you act like Miles didn’t want the kid after he signed somewhere else.
Seriously, what is the “type” of player Miles is looking for? I bet you have no idea what that even means. I guess he must not be interested in 6’11” athletic centers, huh? No, Miles doesn’t want that on his team. LOL.
Point is Miles, for all of his “amazing” recruiting couldn’t land the big man of the future for his team from ND. Thats pathetic, and was the most needed piece on the team.
Posted by: Give me a break. on 3/20/2007 6:53 PM
The response is harsh and hard, using the word “pathetic” twice and a fully capitalized “LOL”. Tony, seeing that things could get out of hand, tries to bring a certain amount of self-restraint to the conversation.
Woo settle. I honestly don’t know anything about Quavle and if Tim did offer him and he rejected it that’s to bad. Maybe Quavle didn’t like that Tim was really really rediculasly good looking and it scareded him away. God damn you Tim Miles and your good looks!
Posted by: BigTBison on 3/20/2007 7:15 PM
Honesty is the best policy, and Tony uses his trademark humor to disarm his opponent. It must have worked, because a full three minutes passes without a response. Tony attempts a further advance with another post.
This picture would scare anybody! http://www.flickr.com/photos/awayken/421347712/
Posted by: BigTBison on 3/20/2007 7:18 PM
Some of you might recognize this picture. It’s one from my photostream on Flickr. This caused some confusion amongst family members trolling the site. My uncle Kevin saw the photo and recognized my Dad in the background, and he thought I was the source of the posting. This passed to my Mom and Dad, though no one knew what the website was or where it was located. All I knew was there was a website somewhere where someone posted some picture I took of Tim with my dad in the background. A little detective work, and I discovered it was actually Tony. He sent me a link to the site, and that’s where I got in on the action.
Despite being a Johnny-come-lately, I take up the Tim Miles Cause with this genius comment.
Who’s Tim Miles? Is he that guy who always takes his jacket off before every game? He’s hawt and aweseme.
BigTBison – that’s an AWESEME PICTURE!!!!!!!1!
Posted by: BigBisonFanButNotReallyUpOnSports on 3/23/2007 11:38 AM
Bamf, baby. Despite my comment taking place a full sixty-four hours after the comment it references, I obviously rended a devastating blow to The Haters. Not a single comment has been posted since. Tim Miles 1, The Haters 0.
Good luck, Tim! If you use Facebook, show your support with the Tim Miles is the BEST coach ever! group.
Now Newsbleep.com!
When you buy new ink from HP, they let you recycle your old ink. That’s pretty neat.
Also, I bought Newsbleep.com. Read about it in the latest post.
My aunt Sue sent this to me for my birthday.
A crazy clock at the Denver airport
2006 eSIP Award Results
Finally! The winners!
Thanks to all who participated. Those who won, post about how great it feels to win. Those who lost, post about how much the contest was rigged. Everyone wins!
Lost and Found
My Next PS2 Purchase
I’m really excited to get this. I’m going to beat Chicken Dance on hard.
Not The Kind You Swim In
I’m in a basketball pool on the popular social networking website Facebook. This is for that big basketball game that ends up with the Final Four. As you can tell, I’m not much of a sports fan. I enjoyed the sports I was in, when I was in them, and I guess I don’t mind watching some sports on TV. Really, I’m the last person in the world qualified to predict who will win this big basketball thing. Maybe if I was psychic or watched basketball, then I would be able to rely on the sportmanship (or the psychic ether) to make my picks. As it is, I’m left to my own devices.
Back during football season, David enlisted me to help him make his weekly football picks for a similarly run football pool. Why he chose me, I’ll never know, as I am no more qualified to pick football teams than I am to pick basketball teams. However, I did my best to help him. The way that pool was set up, you pick which team would win a particular game (you can only pick one of the two teams who are playing, but I worked around that) and then a rating for them. The rating was generally a random number. Often I tried to give multiple teams the same number and would have to ask David what numbers were left. I’m sure this engendered his confidence in my scheme.
My method for picking the team that would win was slightly different. He would read me the town where the team was from. This was a good method, since I knew pretty much all the towns or states. I was then ask for the mascot, because a town isn’t enough to gauged a team’s physical worth. The mentality behind picking mascots is that a team named “The Killer Machines” will play better than a team named “The Delicate Rose Petals”. (NOTE: This method assumption doesn’t work if one team is “The Bears” and the other team is the “The Anti-Bears”. In this case, “The Anti-Bears” will probably play better, even if they sound like eco-friendlly panzies.) The method, while quite common sense, doesn’t appear to realy sports fans to be worthwhile (at least, no one’s ever said, “That’s a great method! I’m going to use that!”).
For the record, one week, we took first in the pool. This method works! (at least once)
This method can have it’s setbacks. What if the mascots are the same species? What if they have entirely different habitats? What if one is human; does human intelligence play a part? These are questions not easily answered, and it is really per game that one must make that call. I would spend wondrous hours, eyes closed, watching Titans (building-sized statue-monsters) battling waist-deep in the ocean against a rout of super-inteligent, lazer-armed dolphins.
I’m applying a similar method to this basketball pool. My first method of elimination between teams has been which has more fans in the Facebook group devoted to the sports team. If it’s 783 fans to 37,922 fans, then I have my winner. If the difference is less than 50% of the less popular team’s fans, then I go to the mascots. It had been going just fine. I quickly and easily (and happily) cranked out my picks for Midwest and East divisions. (By the by, a “terrapin” is a turtle.) It had been going just fine until I had Villanova Wildcats versus Kentucky Wildcats, with the fan base being approximately 3,200 versus 5,800.
UPDATE: I just ran into Standford Cardinal versus Louisville Cardinals in the South. This one is easy, though, because one cardinal is nothing against a flock of cardinals. Louisville gets the pick.
UPDATE: I just finished the pick process. Duke made it pretty far, not just because they’re a good team, but because the Devil can control the minds of animals. However, not knowing what a Tar Heel really is, and assuming it cannot be possessed by Satan, I had UNC for the big win.
I’m floored. I guess this is why they made coins. What are your methods for picking pools? Want to share your own tournament picks?
I Love This Commercial.
I don’t know who Evan is. Who is Evan?
Why Being Incredibly Lonely Can Sometimes Be Super Awesome
People really discredit being lonely. With such a large assortment of “social” websites (see Facebook, MySpace), it’s sometimes hard to remember that people used to physically hang out with other people, once upon a time. But, why is there such a focus on being social on and off the internet? It’s because people don’t remember how to be lonely. They don’t recall how much fun it was sitting in your room, drawing fake tattoos on your arms, listening to The Cure (or Linkin Park), while writing love poetry to the wife you haven’t met yet.
Let’s explore the ways that being incredibly lonely can sometimes be super awesome.
- Lots of time to think to and about yourself
- You can file everything as “me time”, because it is!
- You don’t have to waste valuable time “finding yourself” because that’s what you’re doing 24/7
- You can exhaustively play over your largest or tiniest foibles over and over and over
- You cherish the time you spend with other people
- Family and friends become floating debris in an endless, black sea of nothingness
- You no longer think in terms of “Do I really want to go to that?” and start thinking in terms of “Dear God, Please Invite Me!!”
- Every minute with people who can stand you in their vicinity is worth its weight in gold (which is hard to measure, but worth it)
- Crying is your body’s way of leaking lonely
- Hobbies need love and attention, too
- All that time alone will let you perfect your unparalleled knowledge of lightsaber martial art forms
- Mozart didn’t get good at guitar by being social; he was born really good, so he didn’t have to practice much
- Who says video games and chat rooms are waste of time? Not lonely people like you!
- Learn to stalk; it will come in handy (trust me!!)
- Everyone loves a mopey-dopey
- You’ll spark conversations that start with “Why [the $%&!] are you so mopey?” and end with “I’m never going to talk to you again!” (said by you to them, in a huff)
- You’ll have everyone’s shoes memorized
- Death, misery, and suffering are topics that you’ll be able to speak on endlessly
- The music is awesome
- Lyrics can say what your heart knows as the poetry of loneliness; like cut my life into pieces / this is my last resort / suffocation / no breathing / don’t give a (doo-honky) if I cut my arms bleeding
- You can learn to play most of these songs on your guitar, assuming you can learn three or four bar chords (lolz)
- Your parents will appreciate that you play that one song on repeat, as they get a chance to memorize its hatefulness, too
So, you see, being lonely has its up sides. A capitalistic society puts a primary focus on being “number one” or “standing out from the crowd”, which promotes a solitary lifestyle. These people then find success (or at least money; rarely happiness), and they push that same lifestyle upon their friends, relatives, or (worst) children, which proliferates the cycle. This system of cycle-proliferation only serves to further the cause, which is great (!) for those of us desperate to have more lonely people around.
Remember: when friends and family have given up / loneliness will fill you up / with loneliness.
We Terrorize As We Shoot The Bird
I’m closing the eSIP voting page at 5pm CST on Thursday, March 8th. Results will be up the following Wednesday.
That picture is Apple’s System 7.5.3 running MacPaint on an emulated Macintosh Plus computer running on my iPod shuffle. If you want to, then you can do what I did.
This was going to be a post about the Aqua Teen scare a month ago. What had started as a publicity stunt turned into a terror alert, as citizens of Boston called police and bomb squads over some blinking LED cartoon characters. When I was going to research and write this, I pasted a link to a SignOnSanDiego.com write up of it. I was going to try to tie the whole thing to Philly cutting trans fats and Anna Nicole Smith’s death.
No dice.
My message to you guys is to write when you feel like it. Even if you only marginally feel like it, get out your whatever and write. Just do it.
This weekend was one of SNOW! Holy buckets. I had an idea for a Newsbleep that would actually be fake reporting about a real event as it happened. Then I decided to not film until Saturday, and the snow had stopped, and then it started melting. I’m not sure if I’ll finish writing the episode and shoot it anyway (as per Holli’s suggestion that it’d be funny to talk about a blizzard when the snow is all melting away) or just wait until it snows again or scrap it.
We also went on a mini Christopher Guest marathon. We watched This Is Spinal Tap, Waiting for Guffman, and A Mighty Wind, with For Your Consideration soon. I didn’t realize Eugene Levy was such a writer. Finally, last night, we watched The Departed, and both enjoyed it. Did it deserve an Oscar for Best Director? I’m not sure.
This weekend we’ll probably be heading to Big Stone City for whammy kicks and guitar giggles. Bring your rocking face or get your face rocked off!
P.S. Dan’s birthday was a good day for me, too. I got presents like a clever t-shirt and The Prestige.
I Have A Confession To Make
I feel I’ve misled you guys. You’ve all had a chance to watch the episode by now. You’ve all been talking. There’s something different about it. You’re trying to put your finger on it, but you can’t quite pinpoint it. It’s something distinctly odd. Almost Philadelphian about it.
That’s right:
Newsbleep 009: The Death of MilesRausch.com was written by Bryce Rausch
He even says so.
Newsbleep 009
Happy Birthday, Dan!
Dan turns the big, landmark 24 years old today. If he had watched one episode of the first season of the TV show 24 on each of his birthdays, he, today, would get to see the season finale.
And, 52 comments is insane. You people are weird.