Sorry, gang, I forgot Clancy’s out having fun again this weekend, so there’s no new rant(s) from him this weekend.
So, we’re just gonna kick up the A/C and turn the lights off to keep the heat down. Any of you who’d like to wander in, sit a spell and bullshit about whatever’s on your mind, feel free. I’m likely to be returning late for Last Call, as I’m out running errands in this heat. Blah. So if you don’t see a post right away, don’t fret.
Ed.Note: I just returned, and I’m feeling lazy, so this is being co-opted and put to work as Last Call. But I’ll at least put up some cheesecake.
It’s tragic, really. But you knew it had to happen eventually – Twitter has claimed its first victim. Yes, Twitter has killed John Stamos. Remember him in the comments section…
Ed. note: Semper-ubi-sub-ubi will occasionally grace us with a piece of pop culture, as time (and intarwebs) permits. This time, it’s a review of ‘Community’. Next time? Who knows, it’s a crap-shoot.
Community - Thursdays at 8, NBC (City TV in Canada) EST
I don’t watch much TV. When I do watch shows, I only start because I hear good things from others about them and if I like it, I will do my best to see every episode. Currently, NBC’s Community is the show that I am following (I will watch Breaking Bad and Tremé once I can watch them from the beginning). I sometimes check out warmingglow.com and I came across a link to a blog posting on NPR that praises the tone of the show. This little post is intended to follow on the coat-tails of the previous one by elaborating on two aspects of this show that also merit attention: The character Abed and last week’s episode, ‘Modern Warfare’. (more…)
Okay, this had to be done. Not that it hasn’t been covered elsewhere; in fact I’m sure it has. Repeatedly. But why not jump in on some Electric Mayhem of our own?
Here’s the video of the asshat, getting charged with what, 12,000 volts? What’s the capacity of a taser, anyhow? Pay attention toward the end, where Ryan Howard is just laughing into his glove…
Fan. Fucking. Tastic. The only things I can think of, after seeing this is (and recovering from the laughing fit) are: “what, no rifles with tranq. darts?” and “you stay classy, Philly”, although Philly isn’t actually the first to tase a fan (see: Oakland). I actually feel bad for the cop getting all the shit for tasing this kid – he was definitely within his rights to do so (the punk WAS resisting arrest), he didn’t know the punk was technically a minor, and fuck it, the kid made him exercise.
Apparently, from what I’ve been able to gather, this colossal shithead even called his Dad asking for permission. I can only wonder what that conversation sounded like. We’ve gotta come up with a name for this idiot – I’m sure one of you wags can think of a good one. “Zippy” just isn’t cutting it for me.
Another thing about this situation: what’s with all these dumbasses that seem to think that buying a ticket to a sporting event entitles them to run amok, disrespect the other fans and the teams, and in general give a bad name to the host city? One will get you ten that this idiot isn’t even FROM Philly, he’s probably a suburbanite with a sense of entitlement. I hope the cops continue to come down hard on assholes like this, to keep them from having something to brag about over beers.
Okay, I’m off my soapbox. Make with the insults on this punk in the comments.
“We’ve just seen one of the greatest championship games ever played,” said Jim Nantz before the confetti was done falling from the top of Lucas Oil Stadium. The confetti, we knew going in, would be blue and white. Whose blue and white was the question. (more…)
I need a reason to watch (and summarily pay attention to) the Super Bowl. So, what can we have Jerrah Jr.(or a new mascot) count? Any ideas? Let’s hear it in the comments, people!
Okay, all twelve of you out there. I mentioned this in a Last Call a little while back, but now I’m giving it its own post. This is IMPORTANT stuff, people!
Jerrah Jr. unfortunately, saw no action. Boo Hiss. But we need a replacement – something to mock and keep track of the fuck-ups. (more…)
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