Wow...just when I thought life couldn't give me something i'd LESS rather do than watch American Idol, it goes ahead and presents me the opportunity to see Hoobastank headline a show at Foxwoods for 66 Bucks.

I'd like to stand outside the door and place bets on whether or not each person who walks into that show can spell his/her own name.

In case you didn't catch my overeccstatic enthusiasm, I went to the Duke-BC game last night at Conte Forum at Boston College. It was the first time I've ever seen Duke live, and it was pretty incredible. The place was pretty tiny, and aside from 2500 screaming "SuperFans" (read "deuchebags") from Boston College, I got to rub elbows with Bob Kraft, Doug Flutie, Bill Belachick, Tim Russert, and Dicky V. Here were some of the highlights though.

Best Story of the Night about loser BC Kids:

The old guy sitting in front of me tells this story to his friend, and I was just listening in. "So, I was just in the bathroom, and these 5 kids were wearing no shirts and had the letters 'S-M-I-T-H' painted on each one of their backs. But they had to make sure they were standing in a row perfectly. So they waited for each one to get to the urinal, so they could have a whole row of urinals. Their friends were standing around taking pictures of it. So now, when they go home to their parents and ask what they got for their Quarter of a Million dollar Education, they can show them a picture of them spelling 'Smith' across their naked backs at a urinal."

Best example that somewhere two rich parents are succombing to the fact that they've a"Quarter of a Million Dollar Education." on someone who will be bagging stuff in the very near future:

The BC-Student / Superfan with the sign that said, "Craig Smith 4 Heisman"

The, "Fuck You Asshole...but I suppose it's kinda funny," sign of the night:

"I support Duke Football."

I've been waiting for a while to see what the Collegian was going to do with this.

Here's the story...

Note the interview with Matt Despres.

Check out THIS story...

I'll take, "Things I don't ever want written about me for $200, Alex"

"Lyonne is facing a number of charges, including her alleged threat to sexually molest her former neighbor's dog during a 2004 altercation."

The last gift my mother ever bought me before she died was a video camera. Capturing the events, telling stories, entertaining people, creating things; this is what I wanted out of life. As I grew up, I did nerdy stuff. I attended video camps; learned how to use television equipment; wrote in journals. I went to college to be a Sports writer. While most kids’ first trip anywhere in college was a party or a fraternity house, mine was to the College Newspaper. My entire college experience, the thing that shaped the person I am came from working at the Massachusetts Daily Collegian. I loved my life there. I made tremendous friends. I challenged myself. I discovered my talents. I learned how to utilize my strengths and how to cope with my weaknesses.

For years and years of my life I strived to be a journalist. I had it in my blood. My grandfather used to tell me that I was, “Living out his dream,” as he had the same type of college experience at Boston University as I did at Umass. Eventually that went away. Sort of, anyway. I tried the Journalist lifestyle for a fleeting moment. I lasted exactly 2 months and 3 days at it. Low pay, shameless jobs writing about Johnny hitting home runs in little league, ridiculous hours just didn’t cut the mustard for me. And I gave up on everything I wanted for the majority of my life. But I know it never really goes away completely.

For some, that passion never disappears. Some don’t care about the long hours or the shameless stories. I hadn’t heard sight nor sound of Jill Carroll, a former colleague of mine at the Collegian in nearly four years.

Then I hear this news…

First, I hope to God she’s safe. Second, I hope to God she’s safe. What really moves me in a very particular way, is the thought of how deeply connected I feel I am to her in her position. Jill is a journalist; a damn fine one at that. I remember her editorials. She was intelligent and funny. I spent four years having people saying, “Hey Ryan, I read your stuff. You’re a really good writer.” With Jill Carroll I could say the same to and honestly mean it. I haven’t felt right all day since hearing this news. There’s a wealth of emotions channeling through my body. I’m scared. I’m angry. I’m speechless, yet desperate to plead to anyone who will listen that I would give anything to help her get out of that position.

But what hits the hardest and closest for me is that Jill was targeted for being a journalist. She was targeted because she has the same passion pumping through her veins that I do. She loves to capture events. She loves to tell stories. She loves to entertain people. She loves to create things.

Let her go. Let her continue to use her talents to bring wholesomeness to the world.

My brother said I don't update this thing enough...so to please the one person who actually reads this...

Darryl McDaniels, Better known as "DMC" from Run-DMC will release his solo album in the beginning of March. It's going to feature Bob Dylan, Jay-Z, Fieldy from Korn, Aerosmith, Sarah McLaughlin and others. I heard one track from it already. It's a cover of "All Along the Watchtower" with Elliott Easton from The Cars playing lead guitar. I honestly could not tell it wasn't Jimmy Hendrix. It was tremendous. Just tremendous. This will be the best album released all year; maybe all decade. Mark my words.

So, allegedly Nick Lachey is telling people that the reason he and Jessica got divorced was because of the overexposure on the MTV show "Newlyweds." Not that I watch any of that crap (okay, I watched this a little), but it made me think for a second, and shed some new light on the whole reality thing. If what Lachey is saying is true, that means that America's sick fetish with wanting to watch other people's lives on television is capable of destroying a family. Of course there's the other part of it where they're both worth like 80 Mil, and I don't really give a shit.

Jim Rice didn't get elected to the Hall of Fame again. What will be interesting is next year when Mark McGwire will almost surely be elected. What will be interesting is to see how much the steroid thing hurts him. Not enough to keep him out I'm sure, but will it be enough to leave a permenant glitch on his legacy?

Before he's done, Marcus Vick may actually challenge Mike Tyson for the "Greatest Thug of All-Time" title. That kid is just absolutely worthless. Even Maurice Clarett had the common decency not to get arrested again two days after he was kicked out of school. He waited about a full year.

There's not one film that is potentially Oscar worthy that interests me in the least...not a single one. And I couldn't even tell you what the best movie I saw this year was. It was probably a tie between Crash and The 40 Year Old Virgin. And I didn't even enjoy Crash as much as everyone else did...i.e. Hollywood should be ashamed of itself.

Welcome to the ACC...Fuckers

No. 11 BC goes cold from field, loses to Ga. Tech

I'm updating this from work...at 745am no less...because I've been meaning to do so for a while.

First of all, I drove by a Dunkin Donuts a few nights ago with a sign out front that said, "Now brewing all our coffee with bottled water!"...it grossed me out. It immediately made me realize that all those 6,000 cups of coffee I've drank from Dunkin Donuts over the last 26 years were NOT brewed with bottled water. I never, ever thought of that before...ever. But now I"m just assuming they collected the water out of the urinal or something. You know what D&D? If you want to use bottled water, you don't gotta tell me, alright. Just fuckin' do it, and we'll just pretend that I now don't assume that the last 80 gallons of your coffee I drank were filled with E-Coli.

Spin Magazine did their list of the "20 Most Influential People in Rock Music of the last 20 Years" a few weeks ago. It was pretty idiotic. There were your average ones you'd expect; Bono, Anthony Kedis, Eddie Vedder...but then it just got stupid and self-satisfying from there. Of course they needed someone from Nirvana...and I think Kurt's still dead...so instead of going with the obvious choice, Dave Grohl, who has since become known as probably the best rock drummer of the last 20 years and sold over 10 million albums with his new band, they pick Chris Novacelick...the Nirvana bassist who, last time I checked was pumping gas and fighting with Courtney Love over who gets to introduce the Nirvana MTV Unplugged special on MTV. What the hell has Chris Novacelick done for music that makes him one of the most influential people of the last 20 years? Obviously Grohl was unavailable for an interview, or flat out didn't want to do it because he's tired of being questioned about Nirvana when he's easily become one of music's most motivating factors in several ways that had nothing to do with the long-dead grunge band...I found it highly annoying...it just got stupider though. They included the lead singer of The Killers. I love "Hot Fuss," but making one album that's played on the pop stations doesn't make you influential. Wait till they release another album first...then we'll see if they don't pull a Hootie and the Blowfish, please. They had the Killers guy, but they left off some people who made no sense. Where the hell are Axl Rose, Bon Jovi, Zach Dela Rocha and Dave Matthews?...all of whom I hate, but all of whom are much more influential than the Killers guy.

This list is kinda surprising. It's a British magazine that decided to say that "Goodfellas" is officially the greatest film of all time. It also includes, in its top ten list, Fight Club and Tokyo Story. I think it's kinda cool that there's finally a list of the greatest movies of all time that dares to say that somethings are better than The Godfather Trilogy, Casablanca and Citzen Kane...good show by this magazine.

This weekend, they ran an advertisement on Sirius radio on The Howard Stern channel that some guy named, "High Pitched Eric" would come in the studio and eat as much fast food as he could and then they would, "Collect all of the excrement, put it in a bag and weigh it."...and I immediately thought, "Does puke count as excrement"...then I realized that that particular thought is what separates us from the animals.