Archive for June, 2010

Ok, so it loses a little when you type it.

But when sung, it’s quite different.  Listen to Ella and Louie do it right!

But it raises the question, is football football or is soccer football.

And before I get started, let me just say, I am quite over the World Cup, FIFA, and the vuvuzela.

Oh, I’m soooooo over the vuvuzela.

Annoying as heck!

Now, UP loves culture and cultures, loves different things, loves to learn, and loves to experience.

But I’m over soccer too, er, excuse me, football.

Most of the world calls “soccer” football.  In the US, we have our own football, the greatest sport in the world (Go Bucks), so to keep us from getting confused, we called the other football, soccer. 

Football ball

The rest of the world didn’t pick UP on it. 

Except maybe Australia, and oddly enough, South Africa.

Soccer is English. 

Soccer ball

Very English.  They created it, or at least take credit for it.

Back in the 1800s when Victoria was on the throne and the sun never set on the British Empire, wealthy English boys went to strict and snooty private boarding schools.  Apparently there was a great deal of pent UP tension, and some of it was being directed “improperly”.

So, to combat the evils of mankind, the British decided a little outdoor physical activity would lighten the mood, release some stress, and have the added advantage of exercise.

Voila! Football, er soccer, er rugby, er whatever.

See, that was the problem, there were too many games of “football” being played, with too many rules.

So, Cambridge University came UP with the Cambridge Rules (how very original) for ‘football”, er soccer, er whatever. The rules were written at Trinity College, which is at Cambridge.  There was a meeting.   Obviously, the British were bored as heck and had conquered the world anyway.  

A bunch of self-appointed, self-important, big-wigs showed UP.  Eton, Harrow, Rubby, Winchester, and Shrewsbury were all represented.

Not everyone playing footsoccerball bought in.  Most notably, the boys at Sheffield. A bunch of guys from - holy crap how did this happen – a public school, told the Cambridge boys to kiss their scones and formed the Sheffield Football Club.  They came UP with a distinct set or code of rules and formed the Sheffield Football Association. 

There were meetings, conventions, street fights,

England v

but eventually, most nations fell in lock-step with the Brits and started playing soccer, er football, er whatever the British way.  And they all called it football.

Except for the US. 

After giving the Brits a double ass kicking in 1789 and 1814, we’ll call it soccer as long as we want to!

I find my life is so much better when the Gosselins are UP to something.

Hate Kate has been quiet for a while.  She’s been playing the martyr and building a chicken-coop with the kids. 

Awww! How sweet!

Her last news flash-in-the-pan was that she “isn’t looking for a new man in her life right now.”

Half the world’s population sighed a huge, huge, huge sigh of relief.  I’m surprised there weren’t tornados from all the exhaling.

But alas Jon has hit the news again.

Not to offend any of my tattooed readers, but once again exhibiting his Gold Standard Decision Making skills, Jon has gone out and accquired a new tattoo.

Not to bash all tattoos, but I’m just not a fan.  Sure those arm bandish ones look great on a good set of biceps,

Better, yes!

but this…

Another great idea from the Gosselin!

Seriously!

His comment to the press, “I wanted something that resembled a rebirth or a change in me.”

What’s wrong with a new watch, pair of shoes, hair style?  Those can all be tossed, changed, and the regret is temporary.

But ink is for ever, unlike Jon’s marriage and love for Hate Kate.

And Jon, what about those love handles?  Can you say LA Fitness?

Of course, being the showcase dad he is, he included his children’s names in the tat, putting the twins under their birthdate, and the sextuplets’ names under theirs.

Apparently he’s stuck his new girlfriends name in there as well.  It’s in Korean, and no one is really sure.

With his track record, tattooing his girlfriends’ names on his back could be a lifetime hobby!

Smooth move, Jon, and congrats on being the very first “Ass of the Week” from Redneck Latte Ravings!

You know you go…

…to the Waffle House too much when…

the waitresses have a cake for your birthday!

I stopped in at the Waffle House Saturday for my usual cUP of Redneck Latte and Breakfast.

What did I find?

My Surprise!

Imagine my surprise when the juke box cranked UP the Waffle House Birthday Song and Kim, one of the waitresses at the Waffle House in Suwanee came trotting out with a birthday cake.

I don’t know when I’ve been so red!.

Really, and I hadn’t even been to Outback Tanning yet!

It’s great to be loved.

Thanks to all who made my birthday special.  The cards, the wishes on FB, the calls, the GIFT cards!! , and my kids taking ME out to dinner!!  and Even Josh for letting me leave 30 minutes early from work!

Famous People Born Today!

1819 – Abner Doubleday, the guy who DIDN’T invent baseball, but got the credit for it for years.  1892 – Pearl S. Buck, author of The Good Earth and other great novels.  1904 – Peter Lorre, Casablanca and all those great creepy parts!  1909, Elvis’ manager, Col. Tom Parker. Babe Zaharis, 1911 – a great American athlete.  1915 – Paul Castellano, Big Paulie, know as the Howard Hughes of the Mob.  1923 – Barbara Graham, or Bloody Babs as she was called, convicted murderess and gas-chamber assignee.  1940 – Billy Davis, Jr. of the Fifth Dimenison fame.  1952 – Paul Brads, UP of Redneck Latte Ravings.  1956 – Chris Isaak, American singer.  Patty Smyth – 1957, another American singer.  1970, Sean Hayes, “Just Jack” of Will & Grace and the same year, Chris O’Donnell, one of the men who played Batman.  1973 – Gretchen Wilson of “Redneck Woman” fame.  1974 – Derek Jeter.  And in 1980 Michael Vick! 

I think it’s a pretty important day!