the Cutler Conundrum of 2017.

Currently.  I am drinking Aldi Shiraz & eating chili Taquitos. besides a banana & 48 ounces of Water that is all that I have consumed this Memorial Day 2017.

Currently.  I am contemplating drunk buying white Denver Broncos & Chicago Bears.  And if Vanderbilt Cutler jerseys exist...???

Honestly? I am still just contemplating just exactly how it has came to this. The Cutler Mansion on sale for $4.75 M. Cutler in a sports booth. Commentating. & Not Competing. Neither in a Chicago Bears uniform nor any other NFL uniform.

It is a shame.  Such a shame, really.  Any Rust Belt team is merely happy to "competitive" at best & 0-16, well, at least we have a team to root for i.e. the Cleveland Browns. Or the Cincinnati Bengals. Things could be worse...

Things could be worse.  In June.  If you ejaculate can for more than two times a day, consider yourself youthfully lucky.  That you are not somberly ensconced in an ancient Random House copy of "Rememberance of Times Past" & not lost in Summer Intimacy with some young Native American in the Twin Cities or Wisconsin...???...lost in some Casino or distant relatives Reservation or Funeral Procession...

Just remember that you were foolish enough to contemplate buying Cutler Broncos & Bears jerseys on eBay. For absolutely no apparent reason than you felt Mr. Cutler erroneously garnered a raw deal.

MMMNF etc.

Bank of England Analyzes Twitter, Discovers Minnesota Vikings - MoneyBeat - WSJ

In an attempt to analyze whether Twitter can help predict a bank run, analysts at the Bank of England learned more than they bargained for about an NFL team.

Prior to the referendum for Scottish independence last September, a group of analysts in the Bank of England’s Advanced Analytics Division scoured data from Twitter. At the time, markets were increasingly nervous about the future of the U.K. economy, to such an extent a Scottish Stock Exchange was even considered in case the country voted for its independence. The Royal Bank of Scotland also thought about re-domiciling to England in the case of a ‘Yes’ vote.

According to a post Tuesday on the central bank’s blog, in the days prior to the vote on Sept. 18, analysts at the bank decided to search for terms that showed fears over financial stability, linked to Scotland and the referendum.

What the analysts discovered is that people don’t tend to use Twitter to voice fears regarding bank runs.

Using a narrow frame of reference that included terms such as ‘runs’ and ‘RBS’, the analysts’ search model showed a spike in the number of tweets captured in the early hours of Sept. 15, U.K. time.

That’s because at the same time, some 4,000 miles westward, the Minnesota Vikings and the New England Patriots were playing a Sunday evening game at the TCF Bank Stadium.

The reason the model showed an increase in activity was due to fans tweeting about “runs” and “RBs” – which refers to running backs, not The Royal Bank of Scotland.

The analysts quickly added parameters to cover upper and lower cases. However, as Scotland voted ‘No’ to independence a few days later, it quickly ended any possibility of Twitter being used an early warning system to a bank run.

Fast forward twelve months, and what it does highlight is how the Bank of England and other central banks are turning to new avenues in order to improve its data gathering. The central bank’s Advanced Analytics Division, launched last year, aims to focus on analyzing so called ‘big data’ in order to better understand the U.K. economy. The unit is already looking at data sources such as online job searches to help it monitor interest rates.

In August, the European Central Bank also published a paper linking investor optimism on Twitter to stock market bull runs.

Although the Bank of England analysts failed to spot economic omens by examining 140-character tweets, they concluded that “this was a valuable exercise, building capabilities and knowledge to serve as a foundation for future projects.”

For the record, the Minnesota Vikings lost 30-7.

year15 Pre-season

There is this recurring American Masturbation Fantasy that involves aimlessly driving a Citroen SM.  Ralph Lauren suit.  Redwing postman boots.  Angelus U10 Tourbillon Lumiere. MMM Jazz Club. et cetera.

A raven-haired Argentine riding shotgun.  or maybe Lebanese. or maybe a indistinguishably composite Asian.  white Fendi skirt suit. Stuart Weitzman  the nudist sandal.  Chanel No. 5 et cetera.  she is aristocratic & exquisite; a  blank vacant gaze staring into the void. her expressionless face betrays nothing.  it never does.

You wake up from your middle-management wetdream in your dingy white Calvins, urinate & then do 75 push-ups.   blackeyedpeas & two fried eggs. tap water.  standing alone at the kitchen counter.  eating.  alone.

the Cable is disconnected.  & no Netflix/Hulu Plus/Amazon Prime etc. either.  Liberating? yes. it is infinitely Liberating.  but also strange.  because tbh i can barely recall a time when the ever present glow of Cable Television was not emanating from a screen.  even in the earlyearlyearly 80's, it has Alvvayz been there. the bachelor firefighters had the NASA-sized ballistic ABM systems grade Satellite Dish in their yard. & i still know the 1st HBO theme by heart.  in Slumburbia Comcast is de rigueur & here this Telecommunications BEAST reigns Supreme. ah...

the 1st Rule of NFL Fight Club is don't breakthejaw of the Johnny Be Goode Golden Boy in-the-locker room you stupid dumb fuck. now granted that the increasingly Any Given Sunday, XFL histrionic primadonna dramaturgies may make for good copy but this particular pre-Season melodrama is particularly troublesome for the increasingly beleaguered Integrity of the Game.  et cetera.  (Play your position small soldier...)

Masturbation seems like fleeting passing fancy.  I'm fine with a limp cock now.  I have come to terms with this.   I should probably have my Prostrate checked-out annually.  I see now why herbs like Yohimbe & Ginseng exist.  I only think about pretty Jewish_womyn now & even then its not really that Sexual.  Sharon Mitchell is like the apex.  A young Susan Sontag.  Clarice Lispector.  Natalie Portman--

Week 4

There is something about sore abs.  

Week 3

Coke Zero.  Masturbation.  Drinking Coke Zero but rarely masturbating.  A constantly bored, limp and small cock.  Fleeting and empty orgasms.  But the mere thought of contemplating of Coke Zero...Nothing more and nothing less...

There is a thin line between boredom and banality--What I Thought Was Happiness Was Only Part Time Bliss

An Atlanta Falcons loss doesn't help either.  Definitely not the direct cause but it most certainly cannot help either.  Sure it does not make sense to expect much with a lackluster defense with absolutely no Playermakers whatsoever and a few key injuries but i mean GOD MOTHERFUCKING DAMN.  

Apparently, American should save more but i mean hmmm no shit sherlock ??? In the same way the Japanese should have spent themselves out of their lost decade but continued to prop up their zombie economy...well...i mean...you see where I am going with this right ...you see how comical a constant  hard news stream of neu_iphones seem right...but you can keep your stupid smartphone... i still wait with bated breath for the Arby's Meat Mountain...

Solace.  A cool autumn breeze.  The smell.  Sleeping thru the Sunday Shows & all the afternoon games.  Waking up a bit before Sunday Night Football.  Turn the television on.  Sound off.  Wish Faith Hill were still doin' the SNF theme song.  Half-watch the game.  Catch-up with  highlights on Sportscenter or FS1.  Set tv reminders for MNF at threeinthemorning.  Rinse and repeat...