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Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Brandon,Tucson. Tucson, Brandon.

Tucson has a lot of bums. Tucson has a lot of Wildcats fans. Today I'm gonna let my cousin Brett take it away on what happens when the two intersect.

The following conversation took place while my cousin Brett rode the bus and sat near a homeless man decked out in a UA hat, a blue autographed Cats jersey and Cats basketball shorts. Also according to my cousin the bum had "more eyes than teeth."

Homeless man: So you go to the U of A, are you a big sports fan?
Brett: Yeah
H: Oh man, I'm so excited we got Williams, we've been trying to get here forever.
B: Who is Williams?
H: She's this great volleyball player, it took us forever to get her to sign on. Did you hear about Jameson?
B: No, who's that?
H: Oh he's this 4 star diver from Michigan
B: (Not wanting to look like a douche who knows nothing about sports) Did you see that big basketball recruit practice here last weekend?
H: Oh you mean Brandon Jennings?
B: Yeah.
H: Oh my God! This is his autograph right here! (emphatically points to autograph on his jersey) I was at the practice until they kicked me out. I wasn't able to go to the open practice so I showed up to the next practice. Jennings was cool and he gave me his autograph. When the cops tried to escort me out I told them to ask Jennings if he wanted me to stay. He definitely did...
B: Wait, they kicked you out?
H: Yeah I couldn't make the open practice so I went into a later practice. As the cops were escorting me, I kept yelling for Brandon. He definitely wanted me to stay.
B: Wow, that's a hell of a story.

Welcome to Tucson Brandon. If you like going out in public, you might want to get used to being accosted by one-toothed bums.

If you have any ridiculous Wildcats sports stories, that can match or beat a homeless man bragging about a Brandon Jennings autograph, send them in to justinadler1@gmail.com. You won't get anything, but having "Where's P-Mac contributor" on your résumé will definitely impress any employer.

Friday, October 12, 2007

Catching up


Here's a grip of articles/blogs that are WPM worthy

First, let's hit the D.C. Sports Bog, which completely murks any other major newspapers blog, where Dan Steinberg discuss the possibility of Gil cheating at Halo 3.

OK, let's say you are Gilbert Arenas. You're getting paid just under $25 over the next two years from the Washington Wizards, a powerful team, which you happen to lead. You're getting millions more from EA Sports, Adidas, Spalding and other sponsors. You're working on coming back from a knee injury, which took you and effectively your team out of the playoffs.

So some kids are talking shit about you on Halo 3 message boards. Just let it go, right? Absolutely not.

Gil dedicated 2,300 words to defend himself on his blog.

If you don't got time to read through the length, here's my best of :
At the end of the day I’m still ranked in the top 30 in the world, even without the experience. Go check the leaderboard. That’s all my skill. The leaderboard doesn’t have anything to do with experience points, it just has to do with experience. Microsoft must have sold millions of copies of Halo and I’m still ranked No. 30 in the world. My swag is phenomenal right now, remember that. Like Kanye said, “You can’t tell tell me nothing, riiighhht.” To my favorite haters -- Biggs V2 and Hellhogace -- I’m ranked even without the so-called “cheating.”

And MC187, you get the bonus prize. This is your five days of fame. PTI picked it up and now I'm mentioning you in my blog. This is the only way you're going to get famous because it's not going to be through Halo. I looked at your rank, you aren't very good. You might not be skilled at the game, but I know what your skill is -- looking at everybody else's accounts to see who's cheating. So keep it up baby, I'm rooting for you.

I play Halo some days for 14 hours.

One more thing, a big thanks to Aircalbev for supporting me in this time of tragedy on the Bungie message board of hatred towards Agent Arenas. I also want to give a shout out to some of my fallen solidiers - Cashis Clayis and Baby Jesus - for helping through these turbulent times and I would like to thank God for giving me the man power and the heart and mind to stay up and keep playing Halo to the best of my ability.
Once Nobel and Pulitzer get their shit together and start giving out blog awards, Gil needs the first one. Also "Gazo the Pranksta" sounds like the best cartoon ever created by an NBA player.

On to people who actually won a Nobel Prize, respect to these two guys for helping Steve Jobbs take over the world.

Unless the world ends first.

To go along with my token Gilbert Arenas link, here's my token Oregon link. Until UA hoops can provide incredible sex advice like this, I'll keep rooting for Oregon. Joevan, keep staying fresh.

"Pelted him with textbooks when he broke the silence"

If they sell a Bowie space suit with nipple antennas, I'll cop one.

Sunday, October 07, 2007

My favorite toy bodega

In the second part of what's turning out to be a Where's P-Mac series of things I like in Tucson, I'm going to introduce the masses to LuLuBell Toy Bodega.

LuLuBell Toy Bodega is one of my favorite places in Tucson because it's one of the few places where I don't feel like I'm in Tucson. It has the urban-artistic-cool that I haven't found in any other Tucson store.

I'm going to let this article I wrote for a class last spring do the rest of the talking...

Upon entering LuLuBell Toy Bodega, 429 N. Sixth Ave., a Jesus Christ action figure in a full astronaut suit, toy rabbits smoking cigarettes, and bizarre, plastic monsters indicate this might not be your average toy store.

The 29-year-old store owner with shaggy hair, piercings galore and tendrils of tattooed vines creeping up his neck confirms that this is no ordinary store..

The toys are technically called “urban vinyl,” according to the store owner Luke Rook, but describing the product Rook also labels as “sheer randomness” is not easy.

“It’s surreal sculpture with a sense of humor,” said Dawn Tenebruso, a nurse, who has about 60 pieces of the art scattered throughout her house.

“It’s an addiction,” said Adan Delagarza, a photography senior at the University of Arizona, who estimates he has accumulated 75 to 100 pieces in the two years he has been collecting.

The toys range in size from one inch to three feet and are priced from $4 to $400.

They are all works of various artists, some who solely produce toys and others who have gotten into the toy market after working with more traditional forms of art.

The store has books by several artists, urban-art magazines such as Juxtapoz, related comic books and other pieces of literature that relate to the store’s product.

“I’m always online looking up new toys and new companies. It’s something I love, so it’s not really work,” said Rook, who offers a diverse selection of urban vinyl to appeal to all of his customers.

His primary clientele consist of middle-aged, affluent men who look to “recapture their childhood” by frequently buying new toys, according to Rook, who is also the store’s sole employee.

“I feel like a little kid opening a box of Cracker Jacks. It’s kinda dorky that I get this excited over toys,” said Tenebruso.

Rook opened LuLuBell Toy Bodega four years after returning from a two-year stay in Taiwan, where he taught English. He said the Taiwanese were much more passionate about collecting toys and that is where his love for toys began.

Before opening his own store, Rook’s résumé included telemarketing, selling siding for Sears, delivering pizza, body piercing and being a romance specialist at Fascinations.

“I never knew I was going to open a toy store,” said Rook, who was born and raised in Tucson.

He opened the store after growing tired of traveling to Los Angeles and San Francisco to bring back bags of toys. LuLuBell Toy Bodega is currently the only urban vinyl store in Arizona, according to Rook.

Rook’s own personal collection contains around 1,000 pieces.

“I have stuff in the shower, in the medicine cabinet, in the fridge and in the freezer. I like to put (the toys) in places that I look. When you open up your fridge and you’re moving toys to get the juice, it has more of a personal touch.” Rook said.

Rook named the store in homage of his late father who called him “Lulu bell” when he was a child.

LuLuBell Toy Bodega has been in its current location in the art district on Sixth Street and Sixth Avenue for the past five months. Originally, Rook opened his shop on the corner of Sixth Street and Campbell Avenue.

“I totally miss the hot pink and lime green,” said Rook, reminiscing on his first store’s lively color scheme. “But this store (attracts more customers) and it has a more open atmosphere,” said Rook on the high ceilings and wall-sized windows of his new store.

Rook hosts events at his store at least once a month. The events display new toys or showcase various types of art produced by locally or nationally recognized artists. Rook uses music to set the ambience for the evening. At his last event, a live disc jockey controlled the musical atmosphere.

“I try to bring a bunch of groups together and expose them to different kinds of art,” Rook said.

His biggest event was an auction featuring dolls customized exclusively for the event by urban artists. Rook said about 500 people attended the event throughout the night and he donated a portion of the proceeds to a local non-profit organization.

Rook is passionate about his shop and is able to provide a detailed history of each toy in the shop.

Rook has enjoyed his entrepreneurship, “It’s interesting to see all the walks of life who can appreciate sheer randomness.”


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I've attended two of Luke's galleries and they were both incredible if you like art at all or just seeing different walks of life you should definitely go to one of Luke's galleries. The first one I went to featured an artist's whose name I have since forgotten, but I do remember admiring some the art while eating some pound cake and drinking the room temperature Tecates that Luke offered the patrons.

The second gallery I attended was for Chirs Dacre's "War is Fun" felt-art installation. The walls of the shop were covered in massive felt murals of wild creatures engaging in war. Aside from the overwhelming art it was cool to see the different types of fans, which included a man wearing a wig, spaghetti strap top, long skirt and roller skates.

LuLuBell Toy Bodega is worth a visit and if I wasn't scrapping along with a college budget I'd be waist-deep in an urban art addiction. The only toy I've ever bought is this little sneaker head, which proudly stands among my Dennis Rodman figurine collection.

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

He's so hood


There is nothing I can even say about this. S-Jax just took thugged-out ink to a whole new level.

Other media day pictures:
The pensive B. Diddy..."We did what this offseason? Nothing. Shit."...You can now get a journalism degree by age 10...I'm loving the new trim for on the Wiz unis...Nick Cannon decided to leave the Red Team and join the Wizards...Udonis!!!...Retarded XX2s...Viva Boston..."Get me the fuck outta here."...Shaq is just awesome...A penny is now 7 cents...Grossest Goatee ever...Whoa there...Drew with some Dali ink on his arm....Z-Bo!...."Damn this sucks"....Half baked...More ink for Amaré...AB...Shaq sporting the half Rick Ross...Finally, Mike Bibby what the fuck are you doing with a permanent WWJD bracelet?!

Thursday, September 27, 2007

A very trill day


Today Where's P-Mac takes a break from hoops and normal WPM shit to present the lamest kind of blogging, blogging about your day.

Outside of the University of Arizona I could easily count the things I like about Tucson on one hand. Bookmans, a used book store, is one of those few things.

The last time I went to Bookmans I was set on going to law school and I purchased the The Princeton Review's LSAT prep book.

I read 100 pages of the book before I put it down on my shelf where it still sits and collects dust under a Ron Artest cd.

For the time being I have abandoned the law school idea and I currently have no clue where I will be next year or what I will be doing. Today's Bookmans dilemma was much more serious than any life plans though.

I stood in front of the glass display case with my fixed college budget and had to make one of the toughest decisions of my life.

Do I buy Wave Race 64 or Pilot Wings 64? At $8 a piece, buying both was pretty much out of the question.

I settled on Pilot Wings because the hippy dude who helped me out said it was "pretty fuckin' cool."

Before I hit the register I stumbled upon dope toy figurines. I hoped they had a Chicago Bulls one before I found the Dennis Rodmans.

$2.50 a piece, I don't have a choice. It's Dennis fucking Rodman with two differently dyed domes. If someone told me that same $5 dollars could feed 800 kids in Africa, I still would have bought the Rodmans. Again it's The Worm (I couldn't find a YouTube clip of him kicking a camera man in the groin or head-butting the ref).

As I went to purchase two Rodman figurines and the Pilot Wings game the weird dude ringing me up said, "Pilot Wings, that's a gangsta-ass game. Or as I like to say that game is gizzy."

This is why I support Bookmans. If you are ever unsure if you are buying the right N64 game, the Bookmans cashier is there to reassure you.

"Yeah I'm trying to make the most real-ass purchase of all time," I responded to the cashier.

"That is definitely a real-ass purchase," the Hispanic chick with crazy tattoos, who may or may not work at Bookmans, said.

Pilot Wings and two Rodman figurines for $13, that's a very trill purchase.

All this praise for BOOKmans and I'm not even talking about their books, which fill the massive store. The store also sells used magazines, cds, electronics, pretty much everything you need.

One day I hope to have enough time and discipline to read half the books I need to read before I die and I hope I can buy those books from Bookmans.

You are probably saying, "Wow, that is a trill experience, but would you say this is your trillest Bookmans experience ever?"

No. My trillest Bookmans experience ever occurred when I was visited my uncle and aunt in Tuscon with my family when I was about 12. I bought a used copy of Puff Daddy and the Family's "No Way Out."

To which my uncle promptly asked me "What did you buy that shvarzer crap for?"

To add to the trillness of the day, I made my first CraigsList transaction as I bought this fine elk art. I needed some art for the common area of my apartment and the elk seemed pretty cool in the same way Bret McKenzie's sweaters are cool.
Completely unrelated to the above is the best interview ever.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Fuck Shawn Marion

Have fun getting blunted with ugly broads elsewhere

You average the most shots on the team, the most minutes on the team. You were set to make $16.4 million this year, that's almost $3 million more than Amaré and over $5 million more than Nash. You're an NBA all-star on a title contender in one of the most beautiful cities in the country. WHAT THE FUCK ELSE DO YOU WANT?!

Thanks for many years of putting up ridiculous numbers and constantly bitching the entire time. Fuck you. Thanks again for now publicly demanding a trade which will allow the Suns to now get a solid 60 cents on the dollar, if we are lucky. Fuck you again.

Peace Shawn Marion, here's hoping you tear your ACL in a Jazz uni on opening night.

Random Sneaker Link of the Day: Native-Americans can now get to stompin' in they Air Native N7s.

Brandon Jennings Hype Machine Article of the Day: I might come back to school in '09 just to watch Jennings.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Salads and no more madness

So I get a shout-out in SLAM's online newsletter and what I do? Blog more stupidly. Seriously, getting a little love from SLAM online was the crowning moment of my journalism career, unfortunately mad school work and real work (blogging never paid the bills and I can barely remember the days when it filled kegs) have got in the way of any semi-regular posting.

Truth be told I'm not even sure the point of this post. Can I really base a post on Nic Wise falling in love with Caesar salads?

How about making a post about Lute Olson taking away Midnight...err 7-o'clock Madness. I understand how a true midnight practice could hurt the next day's practice, but is a bullshit dunk contest and even more bullshit scrimmage at 7 p.m. really gonna hurt the next morning's practice that bad? Probably not any more than these activities.
I only went to two, but my favorite Midnight Madness moment was when one of the women's players, Suzy Bofia I believe, tried to get in on the dunk contest. She barely got one with one hand and the women's team went nuts. Then she went up for another, missed, fell and crashed on her side. Hard. Quieted the whole crowd, except those who were trying to fight back laughter. For better or worse, she ended up being OK. It is still one of the funniest things I have ever witnessed and I would kill for a YouTube clip of it. One day I'll put up a random list of Suzy Bofia rumors, for being a no-name Cameroon basketball player, the broad has some crazy rumors about her.

While I'm on the note of women's hoops. Props to my Phoenix Mercury for winning it all.

There's no need to blog about the football team as they getting murdered in the papers (Greg Hansen killed them after the New Mexico loss) and on the message boards.

Marcus barely has a chance at the NBA. Hassan isn't doing much better.

There really isn't much more out there. Basketball season needs to start ASAP, it's getting ridiculous to the point where I had a dream that I got a D.U.I., but I was excited because I was with Gabe Pruitt and I'm not even a Gabe Pruitt fan.