Hmmm...Interesting Discovery

Awesome Shmawesome Possoms

As I sit here refreshing my "My UW" over and over waiting for the little blue box to turn into a green circle, my frustration with this University escalates from a calm blue to an interesting hue of red...if you catch my drift.

Something's wrong with this system. Every professor thinks its the other professors problem for not cooperating with when class is scheduled. Don't get me wrong, this school is great, but it might be biting off more than it can chew...too many classes leads to impossible class scheduling leads to "let's just let the young adults figure it out and we'll conveniently be there JUST in case they can't, and even then we may or may not be able to help."

I guess I'll just keep showing up to your class regardless of whether or not I should be there, maybe one of these times you'll put me on the list...






-StallB






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There are no words to describe this. Hence the lame title.

Mystery Guest Blog

Question of the Week: who is the mystery blogger posing as the chillin' sconnie?
Always Sunny is by far the funniest show on television.

Top 3 and 3/4 reasons why Charlie Kelly is the biggest baller on the face of the planet:
1) He doesn't waste his time reading any books- literacy is overrated
2) GREEN MAN
3) Creator of the original Kitton Mittons
3/4) his mom is hot...





First person to figliani me wins...if life had theme musik, this would be my jam...

Final Countdown sound bite

-Gale the Snale







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Back In Black

The true definition of "Chillin'"....

Back in Madison for the year...get ready for another 9 months of straight Chillin' Flowin' and Sconniein'...accompanied by true hustle.


-Stall B




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Epicness

Hit up the driving range on my way home from work today.

The guy workin in the pro shop completely wrote me off due to my long hair, questioned that I had enough money on my debit card to be able to pay for the demo I was borrowing (just in case it broke while I was swinging it super duper hard), then proceeded to be the nicest guy in the world after he realized I wasn't a little rascal lookin' for trouble...

I guess you can't blame him for that.

You were right Mom, appearance does matter, I guess?

No worries, I'll just have to either try hard to come across as a trustworthy person, or cut the locks of love....


I'll stick with the nice approach...for now,

-StallB

Chillin' Flowin' Laxin'

I know this internet sensation is a little old, however I don't believe in old news. In fact this is sort of like listening to "Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield; I hated it in the summer of 2006 when it was way overplayed, but I just recently made it my ringtone and can't get enough. Just needed a little time on the bench, ya dig?

This vid should explain a lot...




Ya I still rock a little lettuce in the back,

The chill zone sound bite  Superbad sound bites

-StallB


p.s. sorry for the vid quality, for some reason it didn't embed well. don't feel like figuring it out so....sorry for partying?



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You Got Nursed

Well, considering the fact that this has generated some serious feedback in the past, I have decided to revert to old ways and continue with my skinny arm endeavors.

Just in case all of you men out there were wondering...

a) I believe they're single
b) Goldfish is the key to one of their hearts
c) MOB...and no that's not a derogatory abbreviation


This has potential to ruin' my chances, but it was well worth it,

-StallSteezyArm


p.s. I was thinkin' about it...and I believe this would be a more suitable theme song for my life...

Indiana Jones Theme Song sound bite  Indiana Jones sound bites

...just an epic adventure...




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Musik Shmusik

Not sure if this is just a random thought or if it makes sense, but theres only one way to find out.

Do you ever listen to a song by an artist and initially judge it because it's a genre you wouldn't normally listen to with the windows down driving past Winkie's on silver spring (or whatever main road is in your neighborhood where people will probably hear/see you)?

Well I will say that I have, however, I recently discovered that no one really cares who's driving because a) chances are there is a glare in the window of your car from a pedestrians point of view, or b) someone on the street is actually nodding there head to that song and enjoys your public sharing of such music.

No need for shame...

My personal summertime favorite would have to either be "February Song" by Josh Groban...or California Gurls by the one and only Miss Katy Perry feat. Snoop D-o-double G.

Who cares what genre happens to be playing. I listen to whatever floats my boat at any given time of the day. I may be in a storm, or it may be super duper sunny...as long as my boats still floatin', that's all that matters.


WWCFD,

StallB

No Singing in the North Pole sound bite  Elf sound bites

p.s. I did purposely put quotes around Josh Groban's song to give it a more snooty appearance.




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The "Skinny Arm"; a National Epidemic

The first post I did on the skinny arm really opened my eyes to a lot of things.

I was very hesitant to comment on a fashion pose or trend (or whatever you want to call it). I mean, I know who Perez Hilton is, and have heard of US Weekly, but I never thought I'd stoop to that level and comment on other peoples lifestyle decisions...sorry ladies.

Kinda funny how every time someone talks to me about this blog, the skinny arm is the only post that is ever mentioned. I must have really touched some hearts with this one.

Well I guess there's no turning back, if you've got a good pic send it my way. Maybe we can make this a movement. MAYBE it will drive this thing out of style.

One day, 5 years from now, everyone will look back at photos and say "haha remember when everyone used to pose like that in college."

On that day I will laugh, maybe cry...or just blog about the momentous occasion.


If life had theme music, this would be mine,

Mario Overworld Theme sound bite  Mario sound bites

-StallB




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I'm Ron Burgundy?

Regarding the previous Minnesota hate...
Consider this a formal apology to all of the Minnesotans who couldn't bear to discover the truth.
Don't worry, your feelings can be spared, no one reads this blog anyway.

The following is completely irrelevant but might help raise your spirits.
(Mo Stalle...there is swear in this sound bite, please forgive)

It's not a man purse, it's a sachel sound bite  Bradley Cooper sound bites

-William MacPherson Stallé

p.s. Sorry for the lack of summer flow...the steezfactor of this blog will once again rise from the ashes...yet another school year in Madtown is on the horizon.



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Top Five Reasons Why WI > MN

1. You may have over a thousand lakes, but a) Lake Michigan carries a bigger stick, and b) Minnesota sucks.

2. You come to our turf...claim that you're better at hockey (which may or may not be true)...sit down at Denny's...and order a "pop"? Since when did we start replacing nouns with onomatopoeias?

3. It's a bubbler. If you think the small device attached to the wall usually near or around a bathroom or common area is a water fountain, you are either a) blind or b) confused...

...below is a visual demonstration that I hope is helpful.

Water Fountain:
Bubbler:

4. The U of M a) has ugly school colors, b) loses in nearly every sport to UW, and c) even Minnesotans choose UW over U of M.

5. Evidence:

God bless you sound bite  Barack Obama sound bites

,

-StallB






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Shred...White...and...Blue Horseshoe Loves Anacott Steel

Blue Horseshoe Loves Anacott Steel sound bite

If you haven't had the privilege of viewing one of the greatest movies of all time, let me take the time to open your eyes to the most influential piece of Hollywood film making.

A 1987 film dedicated to the true hustlers who basically determine the wealth of our nation; the boys of Wall Street. "Wall Street" is an epic tale of how conniving and powerful some brokers can be. The word hustle is basically synonymous with Gordon Gekko. You'll understand when you witness one of Charlie Sheen's greatest, and no...I'm not talking about his appearance in "Major Legue."

I gotta give my east coast connect some love for introducing me to yet another steeztastic movie.

I can only one day aspire to slick my hair back like Gekko and straight up hustle the street of wall.


-StallB

p.s. Riley Hansen is ripped like Rambo...Chillin' Flowin' Laxin' like it ain't no thang. That's some true blood.




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The Land of the Free and the Home of...Perfection?

America. Just rolls off the tongue with some serious swagger.

I never thought I would say this, but I have grown to have some serious respekt for this game we Americans call soccer. 90 minutes of running up and down a field in dead sprints, no thank you. I'd probably be dry heaving after the first 15. This is more than a soccer game, this is a testament to why the U.S. deserves a lil' respect once in awhile. SOCCER is legit.

It may be tough to tell when an injury is real or not, but some of these guys deserve an Academy Award. This is some entertaining shenanagans.

Ya I'm proud to be an American, but also a little embarrassed that we have escalated nearly every aspect of our secluded perfect mini-universe in an effort to eliminate the word mistake from webster's dictionary. Maybe they needed to make a few cuts after converting the word "friend" from a noun to a verb...you be the judge.

Alright lets cut to the chase here. We may have been robbed two important goals in this years FIFA World Cup, however I feel we need to adopt the attitude that nearly every other country in the World Cup has...sh*t happens, and if you want it that bad, you will win. It is sort of sad that nearly every sport played in the U.S. has instant replay and can reverse nearly every mistaken call. I vote that we let the refs do their job. Hey, they're not perfect, no one is. So take the stick out of your behind and let loose from the demand for perfection. Mistakes are what make things interesting.

I had the luxury of watching the USA straight up dominate Algeria Wednesday morning. I'm not even sure Algeria (a) had the ball on our half for more than a total of 5 minutes, and (b) had even a shot on goal the whole game. During the game there seemed to be a common theme. First, the US team loves to miss a wide open goal from within 10 feet. Second, the US team loves to hit the post, and then continue to miss the open net from within 10.

In the end, we scored in the 90th minute to win the group. If anything, the mistaken offside call only made the victory that much sweeter. Life isn't meant to be lived in reverse. It was a close call made by a single human being. Suck it up, quit complaining, and cheer for the red white and blue, cuz we ain't goin' no where.


If our world was perfect, I would have nothing to write about.

AMERICA.

-StallB


p.s. who made the decision to have the scoreboard count upwards?


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True Life; I'm addicted to skinny arms.

Don't know the two attractive ones, but Mr. Bidinger pulled a varsity move.


-Leonard Skinnyarm



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One man. One destiny. One word.....LEGEND

Lebron and Larry King. Lebron tells it like it is haha.

copy and paste,

http://www.cnn.com/2010/US/06/02/lebron.james.lkl.transcript/index.html

Sorry for just the link, I tried to post the video but CNN has it blocked. Check it out tho, this guys my hero.


-StallB

We're definitely not in Milwaukee anymore...

Less than a mile away from one of Milwaukee's sewage treatment plant lies one of the hottest summertime spots in the Mil, interesting coincidence. Despite the brown waters of Lake Michigan, beautiful babes flock to Bradford beach. I honestly think everyone that goes there somehow tricks themselves into thinking they're at Panama City Beach. Just like PCB, the shoreline is filled with A) sand, B) babes, and unfortunately C) tools. No, I'm not talking about what you'd find in your garage, I'm talking about flat brim hats, large sunglasses, and tattoos that you get when you're 18 that you will inevitably regret.

Now that I've got the hate out of my veins, let's talk about the positives. With (C) out of the equation, this hot spot holds some serious awesomeness. The water may be cold, but Bones and I proved that it can definitely be done. This place gives you an excuse to take off your shirt and even out those tan lines without looking like the fools who try to bask in the sun at neighborhood parks. Not only do the ladies flock to this beach, but you have a pretty good shot to impress 'em out on one of the 50 volleyball courts.

And whoever called us out for playing on a girls net, A) your a tool, B) we didn't know, and C) refer back to point (A). But who's counting.



Ya, I'll probably be steezin' hard at Bradford all summa long...get at me.


-StallB



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"Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!"

Tristan Agacki a.k.a. the Sherminator Terminator. A legend of his own. A beautifully stone cold picture says more than a thousand words. This guy pulled shenanagans beyond belief, especially in Miss Sherman's advanced comp class back in the day.

Shout outs aside, the title goes much deeper than a run in with one of the most interesting men to ever graduate from Whitefish Bay High School. As many of you may or may not know, Wednesday May 26th marked the end of an era. Ronald Mcdonald Reagan once demanded change in Mr. Gorbachev's ways, and I recently found my self in the same position that the Soviet ring leader was once in. Some may have called it dirt on my face while others gave the stache much praise. Regardless of the steezfactor, I decided to be Raegan as well as Gorbachev in one sitting, and convince the alter ego in the mirror that the mustachio had lived long enough.



Embrace change, make life interesting, and FLOW.


Speaking of flow, the stache may be gone, but when the general population asks whether or not this decision influences a cutting of the flow, there remains one simple answer.

i.e.
Friend: "You won't be cutting your Brosa Flowsa Parks hair anytime soon StallB, right?"

Me: "Is the sky blue?"


A distinguished man from the land of Annapolis, MD once said, "Chillin' Flowin' Laxin'"
A quote that will not only continue to inspire this blog, but also help carry on the traditions of true east coast chillin. Patrick "Flow" Hansen will outlax any bro on any given day. Fact.




-StallB Out.


P.S. After reading this blog posted, I must add that I appologiae for the over use of bro and will promise to keep the brosomeness to a minimum in future blog endeavors.






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The Skin Bin

So....my last post may have been a little pre-mature. Not only did I later realize that I only knew the previous skinny armers for about 48 hours, but I also noticed that making the blog cut for something I'm hatin' on isn't always flattering....sorry ladies.

In light of the situation, I decided to have an honorary skinny arm pic of the week.
I believe the caption on facebook reads..."skinny arm!! this better make the blog."




Your wish is my command...

-Stallbabyface



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Skinny Arm Pose of the Week

Sorry....sort of forgot about this little shindig I had with the skinny arm.

That being said, I'll make up for it with another double header.
BOOMin!

I may have only met these two fine ladies for a weekend of shenanagans up at St. Thomas, yet, a friend of my boy Patrick O Noonan is a friend of mine. I have no shame in saying that Mr. Noonan and I have a solid summer bromance on the horizon. Get ready to toss barrels baby!



-Stallsteezy




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You sure we're not at Hogwarts?

This past Saturday, at approximately 11:28am, a lonely tear rolled down my face. No, it wasn't that I was weirded out that I felt like I was in the dining hall of Hogwarts, or was I sad that my brother was graduating from college, I was sad rather that I finally realized this event marked the end of an era.

These emotions came from a place deep within, a place that I have never known before. A little place called "now you don't have your brother to basically pave a path for you and finally have to man up, grow a pair, and start making decisions on your own." Let's face it, I have literally been handed my life on a silver platter. Not only did we both work for my dad as youngsters, but I followed his foot steps with a life guarding job at River Tennis Club, played the same three sports all through out high school, listened to his advice on going to UW-Madison, the #1 most awesomest school on earth, and decided to get ripped while tossing kegs around for the past three summers at Miller Brands/Beer Capital.

I guess it's time to figure out what its like to make a tough decision in life. Hopefully I know what I'm doing. Either that or I'll have to follow his lead once again and head out to Albany, NY to work for Milwaukee Tool in two years.


Bout to find out how to make it on my own. Thanks brah, I'll miss ya.


-StallB




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The phrase "words can't express how I feel right now" is about to get served, watch me

On May 13th, 2010, at approximately 9:38am, the joyous sound of the song Feel Good, by Chip the Ripper, echoed through out my apartment as I sat back in my desk in pure ecstasy. An epic battle commenced seven days prior, one of grit, endurance, and multiple all-nighter awesomenesses. As my boy Graf would say, "Boys, it's time to put it to the grindstone. We're not into winning games, we're into winning championships." And I did just that...

At the end of the 3rd quarter, I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and held 4 fingers high in the air. As another wild semester came to a close, the first couple quarters of the game culminated with less than 100% effort from the home team. However, the past is the past, and the 4th quarter is where you man up and find out how much fight the dog really has.

StallB: 5...Exams:0...straight up domination.


Also,

I eventually came to realize that Helen C. White was a little less complicated than I thought. In fact, she is so un-complicated that it's straight up confusing. I finished my 4th of 5 exams last night and immediately came to Miss White thinking I could get one final shot at capturing her heart. As I sat in a cubicle of the 3rd floor quiet room (the one where you go if you're greek and want to be recognized), I peered over the edge and finally figured it out. Helen's easy, it's as simple as that. With my dignity and pride in hand, I seceded to the thousands of other males, not to mention females, who have been after the same pursuit as I. I'm not sure if anyone's had any luck, but the odds were stacked against me, and no one plays me like that.

Next year I plan on playing a full game, not just the 4th quarter. I may have been able to get by with that 4th quarter attitude in High School, but when you're called up to the big leagues, you better step it up. Trust me, I learned it the hard way. Luckily time is on my side.


It's summer. Brewskis and beautiful babes here I come,

-StallB



(I would have posted Chip the Rip's song Feel Good, however, I promised my mother there would be no profanities on the blog. I'm a man of my word.)

Three sad reasons why the blog has no flow right now...

1. Helen C. White is a complicated lady and my longing for a relationship has forced me to spend countless hours with her in the past week. Not only have I brought food to her, but I even tried dressing up one day to impress the lovely Miss White. Hopefully my persistence will pay off. This infatuation has inevitably lead to reason #2...

2. My sleep average has lowered to 3hrs/night...and...

3. On the interesting scale, exams have made my life negatively interesting lately. Don't worry, my summer shenanagans will bring much anticipated tales and epic adventures. This will undoubtedly be due to the fact that my mustachio and flow will once again be re-united with a blue collar work uniform at Beer Capital. And yes, I do have my commercial drivers license and will be creepily winking at every attractive lady through out the streets of Milwaukee all summer long.



Every time someone tells me to shave the stache, it only makes me want to keep it that much more,

-Stallstachio



p.s. I did take a selfy for this post. I am not proud of it, however, I believe it reinstates the uninterestingness of my life right now.



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Anyone else tired yet?

I am sitting in the library right now, with my first exam within the next hour.

I find it sad that I am exhausted and ready to fall asleep BEFORE any of my exams have even taken place.

I have a proposal. Either we spread exam week out into two weeks and give us a few days in between each exam (just like the law school does), or we finish classes a week earlier and are given a week to rest and study (with a side of partying) before finals week. Yes it may be difficult to accomplish, but I mean come on. If this university can figure out a way to fund a near 200 million dollar University Square, they definitely have the resources and power to extend exam week and prevent further immune system wreckage.




My body hates me right now, but UW-Madison, Hans Christian Andersen, and exams that are earlier than any class I have ever taken, could care less,

-StallB

An Ode to My Mother

(The mothers of the Young Family...Momo is the beautiful one in the orange dress. Not pictured: Sarah and Jamie)



Momo,

Today's the day of Mothers praise.

Three boys you have so wonderfully raised.

One of fourteen, you are a gem.

My looks and steez from you they stem.

You've brought me up with so much care.

There is no mother that can compare.

To you we raise our glasses three.

I love you mom, peace out, -StallB




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Call Me Batman

This afternoon I fulfilled one of my life goals; get bit by a bat, spread my wings, and fly away. Well that may be a stretch, but I did come in close contact with Francis, the Brown Bat who has been terrorizing G Phi B like it were his job for the past week or so.

The ever so courageous Maarja and I took it upon ourselves to end this horror story once and for all. Armed with a broom and a 5 gallon bucket, we approached the lil' guy in his sleep. The 3rd floor maintenance closet was his final resting place before we captured him. We may or may have not broken one of his wings in the process, but don't worry, Lisa Burton and her motherly insticts kicked into gear as she immediately called the bat lady. No, I'm not talking about a fictional cartoon character, I'm talking about the lady who pulled up in a mini van with the license plate "savbats" on the front grill. She came and gently scooped Francis up, gave us a five minute bat lesson, and courageously took off to her bat cave to repair his broken wing.

We don't know Francis' current state, but we can only hope for the best. You'll be in our prayers little man (don't worry, the bat lady did confirm it was a boy).


I wish I could rock the license plate "savbats,"

-William Macpherson Stallé

SKINNY ARM POSE OF THE WEEK

I know most of you have been religiously checking this blog for one reason, and one reason only...the much anticipated skinny arm pose of the week, duh.

Well sit back, relax, and enjoy the show, because this my friends, is a double feature...


BOOM!


2-for-1, life couldn't get any better....

-StallB

The Legend of David McGoots

This post is strictly a shout out to the most brootzle mcgootzle person I have ever met. This guy is probably one of the best NHL 2010 players I have ever met. If he were to be compared to a player in the NHL, it would most definitely be Patrick Kane. This comparison is of course due to McGoots' sick flow and straight awesomeness.

I have a fathead in my apt. of McGoots, and gaze at the beautiful site everyday.

No Homo,

-StallB

Purple Parrots Vs. Doug Funny

Top Ten TV Shows of our Era

Here they are....the order is yet to be determined

?. Legends of the Hidden Temple
?. Doug
?. Recess
?. Rocket Power
?. The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air
?. Are you Afraid of the Dark?
?. Rugrats
?. Home Improvement
?. Full House
?. Saved by the Bell

Honorable Mention:

1. Slimetime Live (Yes, it's true. Harrison Murphy was on this show)
2. Guts
3. Rocko's Modern Life


Leave comments of what you think: show order, shows I missed, thoughts, etc...


Ya I used to close my eyes during Are you Afraid of the Dark,

-StallB

Brewskis and a Beautiful Babes...Natures Remedy

This dude is my idol...

"Dude gettin' mad Cam...haha"

This is absurd, ha I believe at one point O'Reilly tells Dash "This isn't the Dash Factor"...just take a look



I know most probably could care less what I think about this, but let's be honest, the only defense that Dash and Cam have is that they made it out of the hood and are CEO's of their own company and what not. That's true, but at no point in any of Camron's songs does it say, "hey I'm a CEO and own my own business, so you guys should just rap about money and bias and maybe you can own your own business someday too". Pretty sure that rationalization is nowhere in his music.

Camron is probably the WORST rep for rap music. They should have interviewed someone like Lupe Fiasco, a respectable artist. Or even Diddy, a true business man who actually knows what he is doing and could have an intelligent conversation with someone.



StallB Out

Moustache Bogustache

For some reason, Schick felt my stache was worthy of a sponsor. I guess I'm a rep for the new Schick Hydro Razor and get a bunch of free samples and stuff. Hit up the following link so I get points and more free stuff to give away.





Ya my creep factor is exponentially increasing every day the mustachio remains,

-StallB

Howl at Me

It's on. I never thought a tattoo would ever make an appearance on my body, but that's bout to change real fast. I've reached a point in life where I have met a lot of role models and people that have had an influence (positive and unfortunately negative) on my thoughts, actions, and beliefs.

Wiz Khalifa says it best, "Ink my whole body, I don't give a mother fun"

That being said I have decided that the perfect remedy would be to get a tattoo of a wolf howling at my nipple.

Let's take a vote...




Howl at me later,

-StallB

Dave Z's Mifflin Report: Amateurs Need Not Apply

Coming to you live from the #1 Catholic Party School, it’s your friend and Mifflin enthusiast, Dave Zoltan. As seemingly one of the only students from my high school not to attend the fine university that is the University of Wisconsin, I have been able to reap all the party benefits of the school without the 25 minute walks to class. One of the weekends which I have been privileged enough to experience three (after this weekend four) times, is the Mifflin Street Block Party. For those of you out-of-towners or lame freshman, Mifflin is a day where getting wild during the sunlight hours is not only expected of you, it is the right thing to do. The week leading up to Mifflin weekend may be the longest and hardest some of you students study all year. Yet even with all the work you may or may not have finished, once Saturday comes, its time to take off your skirt... ...and catch some rays in honor of Saint Mifflin, college enthusiast and lover of good times. That may or may not be true, but I can honestly say I have great memories of each passing Mifflin. After my first Mifflin, which coincidentally landed on Cinco de Mayo, I thought times could not get any better. Year after year, good times turned to great times, and I can only imagine what on earth could possibly happen in year number four. Get ready folks. Drink up, be merry because the most American Day of the year is upon us.



Like I said, amateurs need not apply,

-Zoltamania

It's piccolo TOM, get it straight people...

Tom is probably the nicest man I have ever met.

Sat down one day, requested a tune, and got to know the guy. After a short introduction, we went straight into a jam session with him rocking his piccolo, and me attempting to follow on the mini piano he had sitting next to him.

After my inability to keep up with his sick flow, the steezy jam sesh came to an end and I asked if he would be willing to be interviewed for the blog. This is what i got...

Me: So where are you from originally?

Tom: I grew up in sterling Illinois, to the extent that I grew up.

Me: When did you first come to Madison?

Tom: I first set foot in Madison in the summer of 1990.

Me: For what reason did you come here?

Tom: Well at the time I was a full time undergrad, and I came here for the summer.

Me: Oh ya? Nice. So tell me about that world naked bike ride that you are trying to start up this summer? (obviously from our initial conversation and introduction earlier)

Tom: It has occurred in many cities around the world starting in the year 2004. More cities participate each year and this year we are adding Madison to that list.

Me: Nice, What’s the date of that?

Tom: That would be Saturday, June 19th.

Me: Have you had a pretty good response to that so far?

Tom: Ya, I have a yahoo group set up and also have a facebook group set up as well. There’s a lot of people signed up.

Me: How would you find that if you were the average facebook or yahoo user?

Tom: Search world naked bike ride in Madison Wisconsin…

Me: Sounds good, well back to the piccolo. Where did you learn to play that?

Tom: Well I took music lessons from the time I was about 10 years old. I started on clarinet, and after a few years took up sax, then flute, and eventually piccolo.

Me: Nice, well you obviously have quite a large repertoire, what’s your favorite genre to play?

Tom: Jazz.

Me: Have you ever seen Anchorman, The Legend of Ron Burgundy?

Tom: No.

Me: Oh, he plays the jazz flute in that, it's pretty funny.

Tom: Ok.

Me: You should watch it sometime.

Tom: That’s Will Ferrell right?

Me: Umm yes, that’s Will Ferrell, correct. Well, beside the world naked bike ride, what are your summer plans, now that it’s starting to get nice out?

Tom: Well, Kurt (his buddy that was sitting next to him) and I are both members of the unplanned activities commission.

Me: Ya? Is that a legitimate commission or are you two the only members?

Kurt: Oh, there’s a lot of members.

Me: Could I maybe become a member in the near future?

Kurt: Of course, you just need to show up to one of the events.

Me: So there’s no strict application process, I just need to be there?

Tom: Well you can’t plan anything, that’s the premise of the committee.

Me: Fair enough, I like that idea.

My recording for some reason stopped here. I continued conversation by asking about his orange hair. He explained that he had died it that morning. I followed up with asking if that was unplanned and his response was no, it was a planned one. The conversation picks up half way through him telling me that he has performed in churches before, where I eventually ask…

Me: Are you a religious man?

Tom: No.

Me: So you would only perform in church, you wouldn’t regularly attend?

Tom: No I would not.

Me: Well I look forward to seeing you this summer on June 19th. That will be a good time. What’s the planned route?

Tom: Its not quite firmed up yet, but it will include places in the downtown area where there will be people out and about. Farmer’s market for sure.

Me: What are your plans if the police do break it up?

Tom: Uh go to jail, I guess. I don’t know. Uh, actually we have conferred with the police a few times. They have been reasonably supportive.

Me: Really, surprising. Umm (I then search for a new topic) Well what’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done?

Tom: (Tom laughs) boy I don’t know.

Me: Well what’s a crazy thing you’ve done, off the top of your head?

Tom: Well I rode in the world naked bike ride in Chicago. I also did live in the back of a U-Haul truck once (Tom laughs).

The conversation sadly comes to an end, and I realize I have class in five minutes…

Me: Well, thank you for your time. I really enjoyed it. Hopefully we can connect on facebook and you can check out my blog.

Tom: Ya, that would be nice.

Me: It was great meeting you Tom. I will see you around.

Tom: Nice meeting you too…

I went into this interview not expecting much, and learned a ton. The conversation may have seemed all over the place, however, there was much more to it than a wild convo. I quickly realized that behind the orange jumpsuit, and freshly died hair, Tom was a normal guy with a normal story. He came to Madison with the same intent as the rest of us undergrads, seeking an education. I would argue that he eventually found much more than that. He's a musically gifted man who enjoys a simple life, full of unplanned activities as well as an occasional naked bike ride. He sits in library mall with a piccolo, an orange jumpsuit, and a care free attitude. Tom may not know what the next day will bring, but he simply doesn't care.

I guess that's all life should be, unplanned events, right? Life is too short to stress about where your gonna be in 5 years. I still don't know where happiness comes from, but it seems like Tom has found it.....


Unplanned activities commission, sign me up.

-StallB

I'm still confused...

The Nicolet Ninja....they've had this comin' for awhile


 

"Better to be cheerin' than fearin' right?"

This comes courtesy of my guy Andrew Siegel...

From Bill Simmons' article: Dwayne, Lebron, and other humans

check the full list at http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=simmons/100429


5. Brandon Jennings
All Jennings did in this Atlanta series was announce to everyone, "I get better when it matters." There aren't 20 guys in the league wired like that. Who knew? And on that note, the entire Knicks fan base will throw Molotov cocktails at one another.



10. Bucks fans
FEAR THE DEER! FEAR THEM! YOU MUST FEAR THE DEER! COWER, DUCK YOUR HEAD AND PEE IN YOUR PANTS! FEAR THE DEER!!!!!!!!!!

(Follow-up note: I am expecting one of the great basketball crowds of the past 15 years in Milwaukee on Friday night. Just know that if it wasn't my daughter's birthday this weekend, I would have walked from Los Angeles to be at that game. OK, not really. But I would have done just about anything. Maybe for Round 2. Hold your heads high, people of Milwaukee. You proved this season that small market basketball can work with the right group of fans.)


199. Everyone on the Atlanta Hawks (tie)
Hang your heads in shame. You had home-court advantage, as well as six of the best eight players in the series (including the best three), and yet, you turned off your fans completely and totally and now need to win on the road to survive? You know it was a three-game bender when people from Seattle start sending me "You think we can get the Hawks?" e-mails.



Madison by way of the Ill Mil,

-StallB

Tyreke Who?

Here's 6 reasons why Brandon Jennings shoulda copped that rookie of the year award...

1. This kid has rocked more hairstyles in one season than any other player has in their entire career...and pulls retro steez from a time well before he was even born

2. Kid has zero muscle, negative percent body fat, looks like he could be in middle school....and STILL shwacks like its his job........good thing it is.

3. Not only was dude pumped just to get back to 500 early in the season, but he got fined $7500 for tweeting about it less than 45 minutes after the game...

“Back to 500. Yess!!! “500″ means where doing good. Way to Play Hard Guys.”

“I’m bout to delete my twitter. Twitter cost me 7500. Looks like no Gucci and Louie for Xmas.”

4. The kids straight outta Compton.






5 and 6 are the following videos...nuff said.

I do, I do, I do-ooo

so this is where my love for orange soda stems from...

Fresh Defs

Here's for all of you Sconnies who have no idea whats good......


FLOW
..........Wisconsin's own Sol Mendez

1. The style and essence of a True Lax(lacrosse) Bro. Is usually referred to as long, wavy or curly hair, which can give someone flow, however, flow can also be attained by the equipment and uniform of a player (calf socks, knee length shorts). More importantly flow comes from the style of a player's game; if a player always makes sloppy plays or is a ball hog they are lacking flow, but if a player can make plays and pick corners he has flow.
"Chad has sick flow"

2. Flow is also a universal word that can be used to describe a person's overall being.
"That dude has mad flow"


STEEZ

The word "steez" has many definitions or uses.

Sure it can mean "style with ease", but that's wack. I mean come on, style with ease, a word such as steez possesses so much more possibilities than those three words limit it to.

1. Steez is ones overall state of being. Whether it be the way some one dresses or acts, they can have the aura that is STEEZ.

2. The way some one carries their self is also a branch of Steez. Only this time we break it down and add a "Y" to the word. Steezy. Steezy can describe the way something looks, the way you may feel, or the way you think some one else looks.

3. Like I said, steez is a wide open word that can be used to an endless amount of possibilities and combonations. Adding steez as a prefix or a suffix often makes you less steezy, but can enhance your state of STEEZcreativity. Think about it.
a. "Bro, that kid has mad steez"

b. "Aw shiz that car is damn steezy. I'd feel like a steezmonkey riding in that for sure"

c. STEEZmonkey (good thing) STEEZbomb (good thing) STEEZfaced (being intoxicated)



Keepin' the midwest fresh to def,

-Stall Steezy

Coming Soon...

1. College Library: an overview of the least productive library on the UW campus












2. A mystery interview with one of the many wonders of Madison, a State Street regular.










3. Why Lloyd Christmas is the man.
















4. Skinny arm pose of the week.....watch out ladies (and hopefully not guys). And don't go de-tagging yourself cuz I WILL FIND YOU