Steal a Base... Steal a Taco

In game 2 of the World Series, Jacoby Ellsbury was the first in the series to steal a base. As a promotion by Taco Bell, 90ft. To Free Tacos for America, everybody gets a free taco at Taco Bell between the hours of 2-5pm on 10/30/2007. I wish it was a Navajo Taco but I'll take it.

Not only that he takes care of his peeps back here in Dinetah, he's feeding every man, woman, and child in the U.S.A. Now that's classy.

Support your Native Bro.....cousin bro....or just cousin...or dat guy...#46...he's still your bro

Woo hoo. Jacoby Ellsbury is in the line up replacing Co Co Crisp for the Red Sox in the 2007 World Series. This is awesome. I wonder if he'll call a HR by pointing with his lips over the Green Monster. It's good to see raza make it big!!!



Jacoby Ellsbury's branch in the Navajo family tree

Some thoughts that make a SNC, in no particular order

I like to eat parts of dead animals. People need to lighten up. Rapp is not music and Rock N Roll will never die. The Superbowl is another holiday. Mustard, relish, and onions makes a perfect hotdog. NAC is not Navajo Way but a Navajo's way can be NAC, not both. Carseats work, use them you dumbass. Bandwagon fans suck. I love the Steelers, even when they sucked. I hate needles. Fry Bread is prison food, really, know your history. You should take a drug test before you ask for welfare. If you want to be a person of color, from black, brown, red, yellow, to white, get born that way, don't be something you aren't. Not everybody should get good grades because somebody has to dig ditches. God loves us all....not just you. Leave Bigfoot alone! Guns don't kill people, people kill people. If you're gay, that's ok, just don't keep reminding me. There is no such thing as absolute free speech, well, unless you are totally anonymous. If you were arrested for something, you probably did it. Dead cows, dead chickens, dead pigs, and dead fish are delicious when they are prepared fresh. Breastfeeding, why is it an issue? There is no such thing as reverse discrimination, it's still descrimination. Spam, potatoes, green chili, huevos, and tortillas is a kick ass breakfast burrito. Designated Hitters ruin the game. I like fishing. A sports bra is not lingerie. Coke tastes better than Pepsi to me. Men live for women. Hate is learned. Love makes the world go around. This list may grow.

efilnikcufecin

Today I became 36. I'm officially in the late mid thirties. I....I'm ok with it. Really... I'm a little late in my original scheme of LIFE but I am still going forward. I've got all my limbs....my sight...most of my hearing....I can still catch flies with my bare hands. I'm still good. 36? 26? 16?......it's all the same...what's a couple of prefix numbers... geez.

I haven't posted in a while. It's been a couple of stressful weeks. I got oriented with my new boss and my kickass neighbors moved away last week back to Ohio. We miss you Doug and Toni! Oh well, the Curleyworld rotates on and on.

The Steelers are doing good. 4-1 at this point and going in the bye week. It's all going good.

I took a couple of weeks off from lifting. No, I didn't quit. I was starting to get those little pains in the elbow tendons. It was a good two weeks of healing.

21 years without Cliff is a damned shame

Missing the big picture here....geez

Hey folks, I'm proud to be Dine' and proud to a be a native brother to the other tribes. Man, I posted something about Jacoby Ellsbury but I do get a lot of negative shit that he is playing for the Boston Redsox. So fucking what! Geez, your missing the big picture here. It's not like he showed up and asked to play for them. It's not a choice, he is playing in the big leagues along with other greats. He is Dine' and I hope that people would be more supportive in that. Hell, if I was asked to kick a football for the gay-assed Cowboys...I would. Not many of us have that chance or ability and Jacoby is up there and I think he as well as other players such as Joba Chamberlain, (Winnebago, NY Yankees),deserve our support. Dang, this keeps us alive because many ignorant dumbasses think we were all wiped out back in the 1880's.

I'm tired of Natives dumping on other Natives. Dammit, we're here for each other....haven't you learned anything in the last couple of weeks?




If you're wondering...I haven't posted anything in the last couple of weeks is because I have been brought up on charges of sheep fighting and the torturing and eating of sub-performing sheep. It's been stated that I even ate their internal organs and made sausage with their blood. I have found Jesus though, so everything is all better.

I'll blog later on my progession of my flab to fab pursuit. I just got to figure out where to place football and barbeque within my workout schedule. Rock on and lighten up my people.

Major Dine'......#46

I love baseball. Now I love it more. I've always loved in a way that I never had a favorite baseball team in the majors. Now I kinda do...especially if the Boston Red Sox have a Navajo playing in the outfield for them!!!

Here's his bio in the Red Sox website.

God, you have to love to see a Navajo make it big. But you know what I've heard... we all know that there are some awesome athletes that we've seen play ball at our highschool that you knew that if they kept it up, they would make it big. That's not always the case because we as natives really don't have a great track record of staying in school. There was a Gallup HS grad that was in the Miami Heat that was interviewed and talked alot about that. We have to change this. SO, YOU YOUNG IVERSON WANNABEE'S.....BE.......AND STAY IN SCHOOL. And lift some weights!!!








Sorry Keyeew........GO SCOUTS!!!

IthinkIcanIthinkIcan ... IknowIcanIknowIcan

It's been a couple of stressful weeks. My 5 year old baby girl spent her first week in kindergarten and my wife got a new job here in Rio Rancho. I thought I'd be all teary-eyed but she was a big girl so I didn't, well I did a little but...gosh they grow up so fast. Man, I can remember a couple of events when I was a beginner-tso at Toadlena Boarding School. My masani was a dorm aid at the school and she took care of my brother and me while my mom finished up at UNM. I remember getting the most outstanding student award at the end of the year.

My workouts have been drawn out and haven't been regular over these last two weeks but I have made the effort to keep it going. We're just trying to feel out the new morning routine and hopefully soon I will get back into the thick of things. I really want to keep it going especially with football season starting in a couple of weeks. Chips & salsa, chicken wings, and beer on a fall Sunday must be burned effectively and efficiently. I am in charge of this machine.

I went running a couple of days last week but I was experiencing some pain in my knees and shins. In highschool I played football as a runningback and baseball as a catcher and I took alot of hits to my legs and squatted for pitches but never experienced any injuries from these sports. I did one time sprained my knee falling down the steps of a lecture hall...that really didn't hurt until I put it up when I got back to my room. The crap of it all with that episode in my life was a Navajo girl just laughed at me and stepped over me while I layed there in pain. Well, that is another story...geez, I've never been so angered at such a display of disrespect from another Navajo.

Well, anyway, my knees feel ok since I haven't run. I really want to run. The fact is I'm still to heavy and I'm sure the impact on my knees are far more than what my knees can handle. I do have an elipse machine and I think I'll use that. I will need to chunk down before I really get out there and jog out a couple of miles. Right now I'm down -12 lbs and have added an inch to my biceps. I know that's why I haven't lost any significant weight because I've been adding some more muscle mass because of my heavy lifting. That doesn't discourage me though because my belt loops are really the guage to my loss in inches around my girth. I'm way psyched to start seeing significant results as my body consumes itself of its stored jiggly mush. I hope sooner than later because that Speedo won't wear itself...:)

Low and slow

I have to relate my body to a nice big chubby cut of beef brisket. Oh yeah, that's me. A good peace of tough meat with a big chunk of fat attached to it. Or you can look at this way.....a big block of marble with a Navajo "David" on the inside. Haha. Anyway, my anectdote is about meat so back to the meat. When you get that cut of meat with almost an equal amount of fat stuck to it...how do you make it into a nice beautiful slice of tasty edible din din? You cook it low and slow. If you cook it fast, it gets burnt and it remains inedible. If you cook it slow, if comes out of the smoker as the best tasty morsel of goodness that you ever had. A masterpiece for all the scenses.

The reason why I think of it that way? I used to smoke a brisket every other weekend or so but this summer.....Nay nay. Grilled chicken breasts were a big part of my diet. I don't mind it though, but a medium rare New York strip steak will make me tell the truth anytime. So, since I can't get me a chunk of delicious cow every weekend, I have to morph my toungue lust in to a positive drive to my rejuvinated exercise regiment. In other words, I'm re-channeling my drive......from flab to dammit, i can't eat well marbled cuts of delicious bovine tasty bits!

Oh yeah, it's difficult. But at the end, it's all going to pay off. If not, I'll just barbeque myself.

What I'm really saying is in response to the ladies that have been commenting.....a marathon? And when you said, "whole enchilada", I relapsed. Ha ha. Low and slow baby. I'm built for comfort right now, not speed. Let me cook for a while. Three miles is a more attainable goal than 26 miles. Maybe in a next year, or even a couple of years...I may try. Low and slow. Let me get there.

Hey, thanks for all the responses, I really appreciate the encouragement. Rock on.

Yesterday I had one of the best workouts ever. I went for a jog then worked on my chest and triceps. Whoa, what a pump. Today, I am sore as hell but I did manage to work my back and biceps. That was a hard thing to do because I was way not in the mood. Really, I went out to my garage where the bench is and almost fell asleep, then I just got up...like a miracle......pounded out my exercises.

I do want to start concentrating on running. Got to get the pudge off at a better rate because walking can only do som much. I want to be ready for the 5k at the Shiprock Marathon thingy in the spring. It's just going to take a while. I packed alot of life survival storage on since I graduated from college in 2003. You see, when you've lived a life of chicken wings and beer and then get a desk job and somewhat keep the same diet, a body tends to change shape. Oh well, I've come this far, it'll change back.