Jeebus you little psychos, it's only a turn of phrase.
Our second Sunday with no football. It's almost enough to make me want to go to church.
No, the XFL so does not count.
So what did you do to pass the time today? What sprots did you watch? Whose cornflakes did you
Last week I promised you fine folks a funny story about Valentine's Day. But the more I thought about it the more I realized it wasn't so much a funny story as it was a rather sad and depressing story. And if you read my dumbass series on relationships this
INT. DFO PRODUCTION OFFICE - DAY
DFO intern MICHAEL VICK lounges on a couch in the office, dozing. He awakes with a start. A look of panic fills his face as he dashes over to the desk and opens up a laptop computer, and his consternation increases as he taps a
Happy Friday everyone. Today is Valentines day, which can be a stressful day all around. Did you forget a card? Remember the flowers? Make a reservation? There is a lot to think about today. What if we keep this week's cocktail simple and just do some shots?
On second thought, maybe
Today's trade / release rumours:
Unlikely, given that he's a $21 million cap hit if he plays, but a $32 million hit if he's released or traded.
He's just too expensive, and Washington can draft cheaper options.
Sure, he just had LASIK,
I did it, John! At last! You won't believe it!
Did what, Jim?
I cured one of my players' painkiller addictions. With just my mind.
Bullshit, Jim. You definitely did not.
It's true! All I had to do was offer him a vacation to China if he stopped popping pills. We have a booster who's
I originally had a very different idea to write about foar tonight. Maybe you'll get that one next week sometime. Assuming I'm not in jail or in the hospital. Or worst case scenario, the morgue.
So my desktop computer died last night. No worries there. It's not as if I hadn't
Good evening! It's been awhile since I have pulled the night shift here so bear with me.
The 2nd night of the Westminster dog show is tonight but I figured that out far too late to write too much about it. I am a pug man, my best friend Oxipug left
I bring to you today a question about the social contract in hopes of making a case of my own and perhaps to glean some insight from some of yous who deign to read and consider my thoughts on the matter. This is not about the grand, all-encompassing social contract
Nothing matters tonight other than watching cool doggies doing their thing and, hopefully, pooping on the carpet.
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TV coverage is on Fox Sports.
For all of you that don't know, Ryan Reynolds, my personal spirit guide, has decided to sponsor The Show through his gin:
Now get to
Welcome. As you can probably surmise from the lovely banner image there, you know the beautiful graphic work done by Low Commander and then desecrated by me for past times when I sit in for Balls? Well, I'll be sitting in for Balls for a while this season down under.
Evening lizard people. It's your friendly neighborhood Senor Weaselo getting to throw it back just a little to the "bands we like" genre of the usual Saturday Evening Post threads. Because fuck it, it's Saturday night, let's listen to some tunes! Well, except it's not bands we like. Or bands