It’s Saturday in America. That means young, virile men in tight pants will be running, throwing, jumping and smashing into one another. Boise State? That was not nice what you did to Fresno State. Arizona State can stick that pitchfork where the sun don’t shine. Who will win today’s big game: Oklahoma vs. Texas? Crack a brew, put on your college tee or sweatshirt (or just paint your chest) and get to smack talking.
You get one free slap. Who are you going after?
Pretty sure at least one of you woke up in dirt this morning. Or maybe it was me. Continue reading
Everyone knows the other titans of early 90s hip-hop — A Tribe Called Quest and De La Soul. Both of those groups are bananas. But there’s another rap crew from that era who everyone and their cousin should know: Gang Starr.
Some of these guys have cropped up in the news lately, but they’re not a new faction to our society. No sir. I’ve been talking about Deli Rubes and Coffee Shop Hobos for years. Since about 2007 or so, and the affliction that they suffer from hasn’t gotten much better. I think I’ll call this affliction “Me-ism.” Yes, yes, I know there’s probably some other well-nuanced term I could use. Narcissism, or self-centeredness….yawr, whatever. No, I’m going with the very simple…Me-ism. Continue reading
Phew! What a week, Crassers. I’ve decided that’s what I’m calling you from now on. Good enough? That’s what I thought. (See, I’m channeling my inner manly man! That Day of Manly Things really lingers.)
Let’s get into the goodness, shall we? Continue reading
Style! Fashion! Attitude! Well, scrap the first two. This week, every week, every hour of every day and all the time, it’s all about the ‘tude.
In this week’s episode of As The Head Turns, we join our beloved designers in their Atlas apartments. Notice how errybody is all “they smile in your face, all the time they want to take your place.” Back stabbers! Each and every one of them. As always, there’s spoilers inside, so click atcha own risk! Continue reading
Welcome to week 3 of the Super Squats Club!
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Imagine a world where the aging gene has been isolated and deactivated for everyone on the planet. Everyone ages normally until they turn 25, and then aging simply stops… forever.
In order to prevent a situation like Star Trek’s Mark of Gideon episode, a device is implanted in all citizens to control how long they live. Rich people can buy as much life time as they want, years and years if they so choose, and the poor, well, sometimes they wake up and don’t have enough minutes to last the day. To avoid overpopulation, time has become the currency and the way people pay for luxuries and necessities.
This is the world that Will Salas (Justin Timberlake) finds himself. Everyone is young, and since it’s Hollywood, most everyone is pretty. Will is a poor young man who is given a fortune of time, though too late to prevent his mother from dying. He ends up on the run from a corrupt police force known as ‘time keepers.’ Continue reading
Facebook was first introduced in February 2004; it’s hard for some of us to imagine a time when Facebook wasn’t a part of our morning routine.
First it was exclusive to college students, then it was for high schoolers, and then anyone could join. Ugh! You can thank Zuck for the resulting and endless fiddling with your Facebook privacy settings so Mom and Aunt Lori don’t see your drunk beer funneling pictures from college. Also, I’d like to personally thank Mr. Zuckerburg for my Facebook statuses coming up at Christmas dinner. Duly noted was my excessive use of the word fuck.