This is Kris "Sonics Guy" Brannon. He's the man.

Last year my girlfriend and I went to the Taste of Tacoma before we moved to the city. The event features a ton of local eateries–in many cases the kinds of places that aren’t garden variety culturally–that bring their best food to share with the masses. It’s also a place for various vendors, street teams, and activists to peddle there wares. These kinds of events invariably play host to a team of marijuana petition activists.

But last year I left and ran into a large man, about six-foot-five (or so I remember) dressed in all green and gold, with a large afro with a gray… Continue reading | 1 Comment

This morose, dirty, individual isn't even worth our time

An epiphany is never something I thought would occur to me when it came to my emotions towards Howard Schultz. I have no love lost for this man – He is one of the largest reasons that the Seattle Supersonics, one of the most important things in my life and something that even defined me as an individual, is no longer a part of my life.

Howard Schultz, Seattle’s coffee baron, sold the Seattle Supersonics down the river. I don’t think this is anything that is arguable.

So when my English professor here at the University of Idaho made us… Continue reading

Sonic fans send their regards during the franchises last hoorah in Seattle

There is never a wrong time to reminisce about our Seattle Supersonics. Never. There is hardly a week where I don’t at least think about it once, wonder what my life would be like if certain unfortunate and uncontrollable events didn’t take place and what the future of our city’s NBA fate is.

In fact, now is as an appropriate time as ever to think about those things.

In case you didn’t know the NBA is entrenched in a bitter and ugly lockout where David Stern says some mean things and the players say mean things and they all come… Continue reading

I normally don’t get political at all on here, but last weekend I found a worthy cause.

On last Saturday, the girlfriend and I made a trip down to the Taste of Tacoma. She was basically there to keep me company, as she’s not very adventurous with food (I had alligator on  stick, like 9 million other attendees). On the way in were attacked by several petitioners.

Privatization of liquor sales? Already signed it, already voted for it last year.

Legalization of Marijuana? The easiest way to get these guys to go away is to tell them that you already did sign it.

Revocation of Illegal Alien Driver’s licenses? This is why I… Continue reading

Hard to believe it’s been almost three years now since we’ve been without our Seattle Supersonics. Sometimes it feels longer, sometimes when I’m reminiscing it seems like yesterday.

What is for sure is that my winters are a little colder, a little harsher and left with a hole without the basketball team that I call mine.

That’s what the Blue Scholars and the producers of Sonicsgate tried to portray with their latest project, the ‘Slick Watt’s short film.

It combines two things that I love, the almost exclusive and purely Northwest culture that is Seattle Hip hop, and the love, hope and emotions that we still have for our… Continue reading

I miss my Sonics, and I’m still angry about it. I’m angry at a lot of different people whom I feel are responsible for me losing my team.

The citizens of Oklahoma City are not any of those people.

Great fans, great people, and very deserving of a basketball team. It’s only unfortunate that the wheels set in motion at the time happened for it to be our team.

A little while ago I discovered that earlier this afternoon that Oklahoma City was hit with a tornado late Tuesday afternoon.

It’s been somewhat horrifying to be reading about the string of natural disasters in the Midwest from Tennessee, Missouri and now Oklahoma. We’re pretty blessed here in the Pacific Northwest to have our only weather atrocity be… Continue reading