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Tuesday, January 27, 2004
A Snow Falls In Manhattan.

Well, it seems that there just might be some winter magic coming our way, to the tune of 8+ inches. And just last night, tv's Ed shot it's last (probable) shot -- promising some (bitter) sweet relief for a handful of your favorite Stuckeyville mafiites. Crazy times ahead, to be sure; I forsee some weeks and days of playstation, drinking, and aimless wandering... Perhaps some hoots and hollers, but until the Royal We finds a new direction... I suppose it's just as good as any time to party hearty, Marty.

This week we've got Megs birthday festivities @ Marcsies on Saturday night, and then it's come one/come all to the land of ice, snow, and MCO: Westboro, Massachusetts! A "Great Big Convoy" (as Homer would call it) is scheduled to make the trek up this super sunday to watch Charlie & Co.'s favorite Patriots take on the PussyCats of Carolina. It shoud be a grand time, and be sure to pop over to the board if you are interested in such things.

But, if you'll excuse me now, I'm off to re-organize my CD collection. Ain't life just the most exciting thing??

(oh yeah, and twenty-six days till pitchers and catchers. God Bless Baseball.)

// posted by Kluv @ 3:48 PM (0) comments

Thursday, January 22, 2004
New.....YORK?? Nets? Jersey takes another one to the balls.

My quick history as a Nets fan:
I saw Rony Sikely and the Miami Heat defeat the Nets some time in the 80's. I quivered as Stephon Marbury put up 50 (50!!) points against the Lakers and we still lost. I was skeptical for about 3 minutes when a blonde-haired, wife beating Jason Kidd came to NJ, and became the savior after 25 years of sucking. I watched as Shaq made poor Todd Macculluch his bitch. I laughed (and threw up a little in my throat) when Aaron Williams set a new NBA record by fouling out in 7 minutes. I cried as Tim Duncan did everything but sell popcorn as he dismantled the Nets in 6 games. I laughed, cried, laughed, cried and cried as we signed the "defensive specialist" Dikembe Mutombo, saw him get hurt for the whole season, signed the emotional leader Alonzo Mourning, saw him nearly die on the court, then watched Dikembe have a rennaissance across the river at the Garden. And now I watch as 5 starters try to take on every other team in the league, since our bench couldn't score with a drunk retarted girl at the prom. But all this, I can handle. I can handle it because it's basketball, it's sport, it is what we signed on for. Like Matty and Kev know all too well, when you sign on to be a fan of a particular team, you live and die by their accomplishments and their shortcomings, and then get all revved up again because "this could be the year."

But this, this, I can not handle.

Bruce Rat-ner, a wanna-be Donald Trump real estate developer, has apparently purchased the NJ Nets with the intention of moving the (finally competative) team to Brooklyn. Jay-Z is on board too, so you know it must be legit.

How do you root for your team when they are not your team anymore? They aren't even going to be allowed to be called the Nets anymore, much like the Cleveland Browns had to become the Baltimore Ravens. How does the greatest point guard in the league, who spent the off-season hemming and hawing about staying in Jersey or going to the Spurs, not demand to be traded when faced with uprooting his young family or an 1 1/2 hour commute across Staten Island? Forget it, I'd demand a trade too.

How do you displace the 1,400 people that currently live on the projected site of the arena, in the lovely (ahem) intersection of Flatbush and Atlantic Aves?

This sucks sucks sucks sucks sucks. Sure, more people will go. Sure, an arena people can actually get to via public transportation. But it's not the Nets. Let's face it, it's gunna be a new franchise, and those of us who have followed the Nets for so long are forgotten. In limbo. In three years, it will be "cool" to be a Nets (or whatever they are going to be called) fan, and I won't be able to afford a ticket.

I don't have an answer or a defense: the Nets have lost money for years- after 25 years of sucking, two great years can't win back an entire fan base. Add to that the relative Siberia in which our arena is located and you've got a recipe for apathy and 9,000 person attendance. So I can't blame the Nets management for grabbing the highest bid and running, but I can weepa little bit for my home, my history, and my team, all of which have died a little bit today.

And that, Brantley, is what happened.

// posted by Duck @ 4:36 PM (0) comments

Wednesday, January 21, 2004
Look who's talking 3.8

Well, well, well..... guess who's number three boys? Imagine... sharing power with a girl! Well, a gimpy girl... who's really like a 14 year old boy... I've said too much! I will update with this thought in mind... "You want this... don't you?"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHOOO *cough cough cough*

....gimp

// posted by Gimp @ 11:06 AM (0) comments

Tuesday, January 20, 2004
State of the Mafia

When will Kevin begin to regret sharing the power to update the main page? 1 day? 1 week? Never?
It remains to be seen.

Boobs. Crap boobs crap. Pussywillow. April is the cruelest month, cruelest month.

Frants

// posted by Frants @ 10:14 PM (0) comments

Sunday, January 18, 2004
Back, Back, and We're Glad They're Back... ON TRACK!

After a hearty day of drinking and football, it's good to say: "CONGRATS" to the Pats. AFC East represent. Now if only my team could get more than a mysterious bunch of Malarkey...

But for ye Patriots fans -- Next stop, Huston. In lieu of "Squish the Fish", will it be something like: "Declaw them Cats!!" ? Very curious.

// posted by Kluv @ 10:15 PM (0) comments

Saturday, January 17, 2004
"That Rug Really Tied the Room Together, Did It Not?"

So, I've spent most of the evening going through all of the photographs on my computer from the last few years, as I'm printing out a few for framing... And what I've discovered is that in almost every photo, one of us inevitably has our mouth wide open and our tongue sticking out. Seriously. I mean, we've joked about this for a while now, but I'd say that a good 83% of the photos I've looked at tonight contain an openmouth/tongue. It's overwhelming. (And not really flattering for most of us, either -- I mean, we're not the best lookin' people in the world [except for Marcs and Diesel, of course], but most of them "silent scream" shots make us look nasty.)

I just thought some of you would want to know that.
Go Pats / AFC East Solidarity.

// posted by Kluv @ 11:42 PM (0) comments

Friday, January 16, 2004
Goin' Down The Only Road We've Ever Known...

"We're four years old." Just like the story of little Jeffery that Bill Cosby told so many years ago, it is time to tell everyone that we are indeed, four years old. And while mucho mucho things have changed in the last four years (and I should hope that they have, I mean, four years is a LONG time...), many things are still the same. But today -- today, we focus on the new and the changes, as it is time for the ol' Ithacamafia.com to get a little re-launch.

As you can see, the majority of the look has stayeth the same -- but while it may look the same, I'd like to think of it as a slimmer, trimmer Ithaca Mafia dot com. First off, you'll notice what is no longer here (or, since the reason I got rid of them in the first place is that nobody was really using them -- perhaps you won't notice).

The "red-headed-stepchild" sections of the old site (namely the rock, reviews, writings, and links sections) have been sent away to live with a very nice family on a farm where they have plenty of space to run around. It's much better for them out there than here in a cramped apartment. Really. If you are still dying to see them, though -- you can find a way. You just have to know where to look... (*cough*archives*cough*)

The sections that people actually use from time to time (which seems to be the Jedi, Pictures, and of course -- messageboard) are still here, and are now ready to step forward and take their rightful place as the cornerstones to a successful source of entertainment and community. Ahhhhhh, community. That, I suppose, brings us to the biggest change to the site (at least from a technical standpoint).

I now update the site thru a popular po-gram called Blogger. What it allows me to do is update the site thru the web -- anytime, anywhere, from any computer. It automatically does the work for me, automatically keeps everything nice and organized and archived. It makes it so that an update doesn't take an hour of work for me. But more importantly, is also can allow YOU to do the updating as well. That's right, for all those that are interested (and for my sakes, I hope the answer is more than "zero"), any of you can now update the site. A democracy (or at the very least, a semi-aristocracy) if you will. Whether you have something profound you wish to write about, or just want to put up what is going on w/ you and yours, or perhaps you are interested in a more "professional" platform to speak from than the messageboard -- you can now update the site just as easily as you would write an email.

And so, I formally encourage any and all of you out there to join on in. Step right up. Update your bios. Or, write your bios for the first time. With these days and years moving 2 fast and 2 furious for all of us, I'd like to think there is a way we can keep a thread of that mystical "I don't know what" alive for many days to come. This is the best idear I could come up with.

Change is good. Live it, love it, and be well. I'll catch you all sooner rather than later.

// posted by Kluv @ 11:07 PM (0) comments

Tuesday, January 27, 2004 A Snow Falls In Manhattan.

Thursday, January 22, 2004 New.....YORK?? Nets? Jersey takes another one to the balls.

Wednesday, January 21, 2004 Look who's talking 3.8

Tuesday, January 20, 2004 State of the Mafia

Sunday, January 18, 2004 Back, Back, and We're Glad They're Back... ON TRACK!

Saturday, January 17, 2004 "That Rug Really Tied the Room Together, Did It Not?"