GMIM: The city (still) sucks, NBA Draft, and teeth

Welcome to another installment of Good mourning, it’s Monday! This weekly blog looks to cover various topics in the news, along with personal stories or encounters from the past week at home and work to help you through your first day back at work (unless you don’t work). Hopefully my seven followers like this and share this to make it eight. Enjoy…

The city sucks, part 153


Over the weekend I went to a couple of graduation and birthday parties that consisted of eating food, drinking some drinks, and talking about whatever people decide to ask me. Of course, whenever you’re talking to someone you don’t know or talk to all too often, the universal topic to discuss is work. Why is it when people gather at a party to get away from work we insist on talking about our jobs?

Anywho, I get asked about my job in Boston and I cover the basics as everyone does. “The office is here, my position is this, I’ve been there since then, yes I like it.” We all usually get the typical response that goes something like, “Oh that’s great!” or “That’ll be good for the resume,” or maybe “Wow, you’re doing great.” Ya ya, sure sure.

But I wasn’t expecting the response I got Saturday. “I love the city, it’s great. It feels so alive, everyone is busy doing something. It motivates me and put me in a good mood.”

I simply agreed, but my internal reaction was rage. Joy? Happiness? Motivation? Dude, the only thing motivating me to get through Downtown Crossing is knowing that if I slow down, I’ll either be bothered for money or pissed on. Just this morning, a guy looking like the meth head version of Bill Walton stood in front of Macy’s and released a screaming burp towards the heavens and then laughed afterward while tapping his belly. It was a hell of a way to start my day.

So don’t tell me the city is this joyous center of hope and joy when you’ve only walked through Boston Common on your way to Pinkberry at Prudential.

NBA Draft reaction


The NBA Draft has come and gone and boy it was a doozy, I think. We had trades, surprises, no brainers, and rumors of future deals. You know, draft stuff. Most of this will be Boston-based unfortunately, since I have a tiny brain and little to no college basketball knowledge. Nonetheless, let’s explore my reaction points:

  • Markelle Fultz obviously went #1. Unlike the decision between taking Greg Oden and Kevin Durant first in 2007, basketball heads will look back at this draft and say either the Celtics made the right choice trading out of the first spot or Boston made the worst trade in history.
  • The Celtics decision can’t be fully scrutinized not just until Jayson Tatum develops in the NBA, but until Danny Ainge pulls off some trades and signs a player or two. Once we get a fuller understanding of how the Celtics will be constructed and where this pick fits in, then we can determine whether or not Ainge is an idiot.
  • I’m not the only person who believes the Timberwolves got Jimmy Butler for not a whole lot. Minnesota gave up Zach LaVine, Kris Dunn and the No. 7 overall pick for Butler and pick 16. LaVine is a good player, but has knee problems. Dunn is not good. It’s not a trade that’ll take the T-wolves from the bottom to Western Conference Champs, but it’s a good start. Chicago, on the other hand, is going to suck hard and suck for a while.
  • The Lakers are officially Big Ballers.
  • NBA super-guy LeBron James put his Cavs in a tough spot the other night. As it’s commonly reported, LeBron is the captain, coach, and general manager of the Cleveland Cavaliers. He’s runs the entire organization, folks. The dude Cleveland called the GM split from the Cavaliers last week, so I guess it’s now super official for LeBron. After he couldn’t coach his team to a championship, LeBron didn’t even have a draft pick for the Cavs in 2017. Just a bad look for GM Lebron, but maybe he’ll call some other GM’s around the league and conduct some trades, like he has so many times before. After these failures, it’s only a matter of time until LeBron sells the team, resigns as GM and coach, and calls it quits altogether.
  • My favorite thing with drafts is seeing who gets picked either in the second round or mid-first as “sleeper picks.” I pointed out Ainge’s missed picks in last week’s blog, but other teams have made some great mistakes as well.
    • Anthony Bennett going #1 overall in 2013. He’s played with four separate teams in four seasons.
    • In 2012, Toronto selected Terrence Ross 8th overall. The next pick was Andre Drummond. In round 2, Draymond Green was selected by the Warriors.
    • The Utah Jazz used its 3rd overall pick in 2011 on Enes Kanter, skipping on Kemba Walker, Klay Thompson, Kawhi Leonard, and others.
    • Ekpe Udoh was taken 6th overall in 2010 by the Warriors. Good thing they didn’t take Gordon Hayward or Paul George.
    • Taking a trip to back in the day,  let’s visit 1984. The Rockets took Hakeem Olajuwon first overall. Up next were the Portland Trail Blazers. Now they had a really tough choice for the second overall pick: Sam Bowie or Michael Jordan. Seems like they took the right guy…
    • 1998: Michael Olowokandi goes first overall to the Clippers. Los Angeles made the right choice to skip out on Vince Carter, Dirk Nowitzki, and Paul Pierce. Nowitzki was regarded as a risky pick for the Mavericks.
    • Here’s my personal favorite: 2003. These are the first five picks in order: LeBron James, Darko Milicic, Carmelo Anthony, Chris Bosh, Dwayne Wade. One of these guys doesn’t fit in. The Detroit Bad Boys blog does a great job recapping the pre-draft hype around Milicic. Nothing will top this for me. Darko forever…


I went to the dentist last week and it was great as always


We all have our guilty pleasures. Sometimes it’s a song, food, or television show. Well friends, I have one and I wouldn’t even say it’s a guilty pleasure: visiting the dentist.

Anyone who’s talked to me knows that I thoroughly love going to the dentist. I haven’t had a cavity since my baby teeth, so the only major thing I’ve had done is when three wisdom teeth were removed. Otherwise, I go in every six months for a cleaning.

Most people think I’m some sort of freak for this. “Oh my god, I hate it! The sound is horrible and they poke around with their tools.” Oh please. If your gums or teeth hurt from the instruments meant to help you, then your mouth is sub-par and can’t handle the tooth version of a manicure.

Think about it: these dentists and hygienists willingly chose a field of work which requires them to clean out my disgusting mouth, even though I am perfectly capable of doing so myself. It’s the 20 minutes of my life where I feel so damn important and needy that I require others to stick fingers in my mouth to clean out my dinner scraps.

Visiting the dentist is my chance to live like a big shot. Who knows; maybe one day I’ll be pampered daily beyond my oral hygiene.

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