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BrooklynBornThis blog started in my head when I listened in the 90's to friends who feared Brooklyn and newcomers who blogged about BK as if it barely existed before they arrived. Brooklyn as Tabula Rasa. My blog satisfies my need to hear and air feelings of B'klyn from the people whose life experience was born here. Also I hope to provide balance to some of the revisionist historical musings I've seen how Brooklyn and her residents used to be, we're still here. If we can all live as best possible while appreciating the past and neighbors we've inherited that would be great too.

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Saturday, November 29, 2008

Giant Fool

Let's see, doo rag, check! asian tatt, check!
now what else do I need to show I'm hard...?

So New York Football Giants receiver, Plaxico Burress (pictured above) shot himself in the leg, accidentally while at a club in NYC last night. (tmz)

Below are my initial thoughts;

Thought #1:

Thought #2:
I know receivers don't like safeties but that's ridiculous.

Thought #3:

Thought #4:
it's a metaphor, not an instruction, you fool!

Thought #5:
earlier that night the Giants' receiver corp told him, "you think you're fast but how fast would you be with a bullet in your leg..."

Thought #6:
Loaded with free time as result of his hamstring injury, Plaxico had been catching up on his movie watching, recently checking out the Oliver Stone film "W". He enjoyed it and was then inspired to watch "JFK" (which he heard was good but had never seen due to his opinion that Kevin Costner is overvalued when compared to his output). Soon after watching the "Zapruder sequence" in JFK, Plaxico became entranced by the concept of a "Magic Bullet" one that would defy logic and change history.
Later that night at an NYC nightclub his childlike curiosity and one too many fuzzy navels got the best of him, he reached into his pocket for the cold steel nestled there, focused on his injured hamstring and took a shot in the dark.

Finally, how perfect would it have been if as they wheeled Plaxico out the club the DJ played this: