It's Friday.  That means it's time to rip on another opinion article.  This particular article is filled with dumb.  It puts French public opinion up against a female Muslim who doesn't show her face to anyone because it makes her spiritual.  I've read dumber stuff but most of it was on Bazooka Joe Bubble Gum wrappers.

The author's words are in bold.  Read More »

Back when I first started writing for this site there were no iPhones, New Orleans had never been destroyed, and PIC Fearless Leader Court Sullivan had the same haircut he has today. Read More »

If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied before they had me and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it.  Read More »

I crossed Tampa Bay and spent Saturday night at my buddy Peek's house in St. Read More »

Like I have done before and as the Lord decrees, I will now offer the world another live blog of the Pro Bowl.  I first must get beer and then second I must set up my computer and then third I will be back to once again chronicle the experience of the most useless, unnecessary and least entertaining NFL event known to man. Read More »

Hey it's Friday.  Let's rip on a stupid article. 

This is a piece by some chick named Audrey Irvine and she does not like being called a cougar.  No, for reals.  Don't call her a cougar.  She'll smack you.

Don't you dare call me a cougar! - CNN
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There's no doubt about it.  Some songs just grab you by the lapels and drag your lapel-wearing ass into the cold pits of awesomeness where you shake and shiver to the beat as the snakes of mental progress hiss sweet nothings in your ears.

Jimi Hendrix could make those songs. 

Pearl Jam can make those songs.

The Doors made some of them songs.  Read More »

Mywoman: Are you gonna wear a suit to the wake?
Me: A suit? Hell no. Tom would rather die than make me wear a suit.
Mywoman: Honey, he is dead.
Me: And he still wouldn't dream of making me wear a suit. He's a great guy like that. Read More »

Apparently scarves are in style.  Even if you live in Florida.  And you're a male.  And you're heterosexual.  I'm not wearing one.  And you can't make me. Read More »

Mark McGwire used steroids and is now coaching St. Louis Cardinal hitters.  Bryan Burwell has a problem with this; he's just not that sure what this is.

His words are in bold.  Mine are upset with his words in bold.     Read More »

I've got a busy weekend planned and because no one else wants to listen to my gripes about my life, you get to.  Remember: you can stop reading at any time. Read More »

Hundreds of thousands of sports bloggers complain about the same thing every day.  That's all they do: complain.  They don't offer solutions to the problems.  That (and the extra large jar of ink flavored warming jelly that sits on my nightstand) is what separates me from the pack.  I'm here to help.  Anyone can bitch.  And everyone does. 

Anywhodiddleyo, I hate all of the major network Read More »

A guy I barely know and whose name I cannot remember once told me that he didn't workout because he hated math.  I think that's the best excuse for not working out. Read More »

Both weekends of NFL playoffs thus far have featured two good games.  And both of them were the last games on the docket.  Which means that if you watched those games, you should have been more sober.  Seriously, you would have enjoyed the games more.  Lush. Read More »

I'm in a serious relationship.  I can say that honestly and with uncrossed fingers because in the last four months I have a) taken the Woman home to meet the parents and b) missed many a football game. Read More »