How 'bout 'dem Fighting Irish, eh? Need I say more? Out of respect to my readers who are ND fans, I won't rub it in any more than I have to, but at least Michigan State has figured out how to win in South Bend over the last 12 years or so. And this just in, Notre Dame fans—your football team sucks like a freakin' Hoover!!!
MARCEL MARCEAU, 1923-2007
Legendary mime Marcel Marceau died yesterday at age 84. Sorry, but I can't resist this—a moment of silence, please...
MM's only spoken role in film was in Mel Brooks' 1976 parody Silent Movie, which may well have been the most profound piece of irony this side of Frank Beard being the only clean-shaven member of ZZ Top...
HAIL TO THE WEENIES!
Every time I see Dauschounds (sp?) running, it makes me chuckle. I don't know why...RIGHTEOUS BUCKS
$40 for Smothers Brothers tickets at Ameristar Casino in K.C.? By my count, that's precisely one Yankee dollar for every year since the Smo Bros. were actually relevant...
A HEARTFELT SALUTE
To one of my closest and hardest-working partners in my life, my mighty GE SuperRadio, which I listened to the Chiefs game on today because the Fox-TV NFL play-by-play team was so utterly sub-standard. Mom gave me this rascal for Christmas in 1980, and he's been one of the most dependable pieces of man-made technology I've ever owned, in spite of years and years of being dropped, rained-on, overheated, battered by errant racquetballs, and worse yet—being forced to play caca like Rush Limbaugh and Sean Hannity (against my better judgment)—yet he's still standing tall and producing fine fidelity...HOME OF THE CHIEFS?
On the sports talk radio front the other day, I heard some Southern good ol' boy giving football odds info on the Kansas City Chiefs because they have a definitive home field advantage at something called "Airhead" Stadium. A very prescient comment, considering the way El Chiefos have been playing lately, but they did the Rolling Stones proud by "Winning Ugly" today, 13-10 over Minnesota at The 'Head...
WITH SATAN ON MY SIDE, I SHALL PREVAIL...AGAIN!
That would be the New York Islanders' Miroslav Satan, (pronounced Shuh-TAN, by youse Americans), who landed on my fantasy hockey team again in the draft as I prepare to defend my 2006-07 champeenship title again dis year. Great player with a killer name—it's just a dirty shame Satan doesn't play for the New Jersey Devils, but we can't have everything, now can we?
While I'm on fantasy sports, it would appear that beleaguered Eagles QB Donovan McNabb has been reconnected with his Mojo, throwing for 381 yards and 4 TDs today as the Iggles dismantled the Detroit Lions, 56-21 (despite all four of the Fox-TV talking heads picking the Lions to win). I only mention this because last week, Philly's receivers couldn't even catch a cold, yet former St. Louis Lamb Kevin Curtis had 221 yards and 3 TD's for the Eagles, and Brian Westbrook (cool first name) also had 221 total yards (receiving and rushing) and 3 TDs—and both these guys are on my fantasy team, as is kicker David Akers and his 8 extra points. As E. Cartman once said, "Sweet..."
LOOOOOKING GOOD!
While I'm on the NFL, a tip of the hat to the Washington Redskins for sporting their 1970-71 throwback helmets and uniforms from the early George Allen era today vs. the New Yawk Giants. Talk about taking me back to a simpler time—shades of Pat Fischer, Billy Kilmer, Larry Brown, Kurt Knight, Mike Bragg, Chris Hanburger and Roy Jefferson! Those uni's with the yellow helmets and pants were prevalent when I first started watching football on the TV when I was 6-7 years old, and the colors and the logo still resonate with me to this day, even though the 'Skins look a lot different in the modern day. Any of my football brethren feel the same way? As for the Philadelphia Eagles' throwback helmets and uniforms also worn today, they missed the boat—these things were Fugly personified! Shoulda gone with the 1970-73 Bill Bradley/Tom Dempsey-era uniforms with the white helmets and green wings—then we'd really have something to talk about...
HELP ME FIND THIS GIRL, PLEASE!
Y'all ever see this goofy '60s movie called Pop Gear? It was a a showcase for British Invasion groups like the Animals, the Honeycombs ("Have I The Right?"), Peter & Gordon and Herman's Hermits that often airs on Flix and IndiePlex, and it also features this unsung cutie named Billie Davis who I've sorta fallen in love with, seeing's as she's a cross between Bernadette Peters (sonically) and Susanna Hoffs of The Bangles (visually), and her song "Whatcha Gonna Do" was quite the in-thing in 1964, according to the movie. I'd love to see this girl on DVD, if she's out there. And while you're there, these guys are a total hoot, too...
TELLIN' IT LIKE IT REALLY IS...
It took me about 30 some-odd years, but it finally dawned on me what certain song titles and lyrics truly meant, so imagine how I felt when I learned that things weren't as innocuous as they seemed when I was a kid, as the terms "touch" and "love", etc., really meant something a little more hardcore. Thusly, Diana Ross' lovely 1973 song should've been called "Fuck Me In The Morning" (then just walk away!), Dan Hill's 1977 treacly ballad should've been called "Sometimes When We Fuck" and Englebert What-his-dinck's love song from the same year was basically "After The Fuckin'". Seriously, am I right or what? Much more to come (cum?) later on this very subject, but suffice it to say that my eyes have been opened...
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Waylon Jennings had one of the all-time great quotes about rock 'n' roll: "Rock and roll meant fucking originally - which I don't think is a bad idea. Let's bring it back again."
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