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I watch more TV than I probably should but I don’t count the shows on HBO, cause that’s not TV – it’s HBO. I’ve actually cut down on the number of shows I watch and many of the shows that I love have come or are coming to an end. Great now I am depressed.

Anyway my biggest beef currently with television is the couple minutes before each episode they spend reminding their dedicated viewers of plot points. Seriously? When did the American viewing public become so dumb that we need to be reminded of critical plot points before an episode show begins?

Maybe it is just me. Television is like my hobby – I know it’s sad but that’s how I roll. I get obsessed with shows and want to know everything about them. That however does not mean that I remember every single plot point. I may be confused for a second but that confusion feeds my curiosity and I dig deeper to find the information. I ask friends who watch the show, I look online, or I go back and re watch part of an episode. In a sense I guess I create a buzz and isn’t that what every show wants? To be that show that people must watch live so nothing is spoiled? Instead they force feed us reminders before each episode that turn into spoilers that ruin surprise.

On the other hand this could all be the product of the great television renaissance. Never before have so many compelling dramas be on the silver screen. What was once thought to be a sub par medium now has A-list Hollywood actors flocking to create characters that will live on. Still though the audience is smarter than it seems and those “reminders” are unnecessary, at least to me. Don’t even get me started on “previews”…

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Reading of the Declaration of Indepence
10 Dates, Rave

10 Dates in the Past – July 4th 1776

On this historic day I thought I would go back and visit another historic day and add to my list of the 10 dates I would like to visit in the past:

3. July 4th, 1776 – Philadelphia – Independence Square

If I have to explain the historical, societal, cultural, any other –al of this date to you then get out of my blog. Philadelphia is where this country we call The United States of America began. Suck it Boston and New York. Our founding fathers gathered in Independence Hall to write what many believe to be the most important document in human history. Never before had colonies joined together and decided that enough is enough and it was time to take their independence from their mother county. Tired of taxation without representation and all that other exploitation the smartest men in the New World gathered together to declare their independence from the British crown.

The document was read aloud in Independence Square on July 4th, 1776, and the magnitude of those words were soon felt the world over. Who were these brave men who dared defy a super power? How could a ragtag bunch of rebels defeat the mighty red coats? These questions and more were proposed when the 56 men of the Second Continental Congress officially signed and adopted the Declaration of Independence. Although they were some of the finest minds in the New World, I doubt many of the men in that room realized the implications this document would have for years to come.

To be one of those people in the crowd and the first to hear those monumental words to the document would be astonishing. I would love to see the faces of those in the crowd; did they really understand what was happening? Not to mention I would be in the city I love the most at a time when it was the most important city in the New World. Not gonna lie, it would also be kind of cool to dress in some colonial garb. Who knows maybe even I would be able to catch a glimpse of my favorite founding father, Benjamin Franklin and shake the hand of one of the smartest men to ever grace this planet. I will leave you with a quote from my friend Ben at the signing of the Declaration of Independence, “We must all hang together, or assuredly we shall all hang separately.”

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63

Nooch. 63 is my number. Today is June 3rd or 6/3 which kind of makes today my day. Usually I celebrate this day in some way shape of form but I am taking this day off. I guess I really shouldn’t though because technically it is the 10 year anniversary of today being my day. 63 is kind of a weird number to be my number and I wish there was a funnier story about how it came about but like most things in life it kind of took on a life of its own.

Remember back in the day when people hung out for hours on AOL or AIM? I was one of those kids. A friend of mine was also one of those kids and he would love to come over my house and sit on AOL for hours because he had dial up and I had maybe it was DSL at the time? IDK but this ginger would sit on my computer for hours and expect me to just sit there and watch him talk to people in these little stupid boxes. That shit wasn’t going to fly with me so I started messing with his messages. I would randomly hit the enter button and hit other buttons to make the messages not make sense. Well I was seated to his right most of these days and it just happened to turn out that the keys I would hit the most would be 6 and 3. Soon every message had 63 in it and because he knew he could not beat me, my friend joined in on the fun and everyone begun to question what 63 meant.

Now I am still not sure how this happened because we weren’t the most popular kids in high school but 63 spread throughout our class and soon everyone wanted to know what 63 was all about. Naturally we had no answer because as you just read above, the story is mostly stupid and happened by circumstance. Anyway our inability to answer the question only spread the mystery and enigma surrounding 63. Suddenly it seemed as 63 was everywhere and unavoidable; I was even on page 63 of the yearbook and to this day my crowning achievement in life was reaching 63,000 miles in a car on 63rd street.

My friends and I also said nooch pretty much every day and somehow 63 and nooch became linked and the rest as they say is history. Whenever someone sees 63 or looks at the calendar and notices that it is June 3rd, they think of me and inevitability say nooch. So today my friend 63 I salute you and even though it is probably a bad idea, I will raise 63 ounces of alcohol in your honor.

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