Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Due To Overwhelming Demand...


... I feel like I need to expound on the things I hate portion of my last post. Really, that was only meant as a little throw away paragraph, but people seemed to take to it (unfortunately, many people were afraid to comment because they actually seemed ANGRIER than I was and didn't want to rock the boat) and really enjoy it. And since I am here to please my four loyal readers, I'll give you more things that annoy me. Couple that with the fact that it's been the longest week of my life, the school year REALLY needs to wrap up, and my back pain, I've been just a little irritated. And when I am irritated, I tend to hate. A lot. So, here are 107 things I am hating right now...

1. The phrase, "did me a solid."

2. Mark Teixera

3. Bands with stupid names

4. The never ending month of May

5. My ever receding hairline

6. The book Eat Pray Love

7. The yet unreleased movie, Eat Pray Love starring Julia Roberts.

8. Julia Roberts.

9. The Porter Square Shaws prices

10. People who don't know how to drive in the rain

11. Young teachers

12. People who said the Celtics suck (sorry, bandwagon full)

13. People who said the Patriots had a good draft

14. The new MGMT CD

15. People who actually like the new MGMT.

16. Phil Mickelson

17. People who actually like Phil Mickelson

18. Dunkin Donuts (that's not likely to change)

19. The fact that Ethan Hawke isn't in more good movies

20. Burning the roof of my mouth

21. Justin Bieber's haircut

22. The Family Guy "bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word" skit

23. Mark Wahlberg in The Happening

24. Zoey Deschanel in The Happening

25. The Happening



26. Shitty cheeseburgers

27. Lierberman's trade offers

28. Big aereolas

29. FNX playing continuing to play tons of 90s rock

30. FNX not playing The National

31. The local news reporting a house fire in Fall River

32. The local news showing a car chase in Oklahoma

33. The local news scaring people with health reports

34. The local news

35. Shitty fuckin crossowrd clues

36. My Yahoo! League Fantasy Baseball Team

37. Chapped nipples

38. Girls who are not wearing skinny jeans

39. Guys who are not wearing skinny jeans

40. Guys and girls who make fun of my skinny jeans

41. When Entertainment Weekly sucks

42. Jacoby Ellsbury's rib

43. Cleaning my blender

44. Waking Up

45. That "Fireflies" song

46. Budweiser commercials

47. Budweiser

48. People who like Budweiser

49. The broken treadmills at Bally's

50. The tiny locker room at the Woburn BSC

51. The ridiculous conversation I heard in the Woburn BSC

52. Woburn

53. Russell from Survivor

54. The fact I haven't sent in my application for Survivor

55. This zit on my cheek

56. My slow work computer

57. All the clothes in GQ that are ridiculously expensive

58. Having soup for dinner

59. Transformers 2

60. Wheat Beer

61. Seeing that lady who got attacked by the chimp on The Today Show

62. The Today Show

63. People who like The Today Show

64. Felger hating the NBA

65. When Felger hating the NBA gets me so mad I have to call 98.5

66. Calling 98.5 and having Felger call me a pink hat

67. The two day hangovers I now get

68. The fact that my PS3 isn't working right

69. Getting killed by my brother in darts

70. Getting up for morning hoops

71. Missing layups in morning hoops

72. Sucking in morning hoops

73. Jack Edwards



74. People who hate Theo

75. Missing The National in Brooklyn last weekend

76. Not being in The National

77. Not being friends with The National

78. The word closure

79. How quickly bread goes stale

80. People who didn't like Up In The Air

81. Talking about illegal immigrants

82. People on bikes (yup, still hate them)

83. Stained ties


84. Michael Scott's ties

85. Hearing "Hotel California" in spin class

86. Undercooked pizza

87. Ed Hardy

88. MTV Shows

89. ATM Fees

90. Watching people do box jumps

91. Watching Personal Trainers watch people do box jumps

92. Box jumps

93. Personal Trainers

94. Personal Trainers doing box jumps

95. Ill fitting suits

96. Mustard

97. Filling the Brita


98. People sharing iPod earbuds

99. Buying and then eating a candy bar and then wishing you had chosen a different one to buy and eat

100. How cold Massachuseets beach water is

101. Trying to learn slope

102. The space bewteen my teeth

103. Missing my online shopping deliveries and then having to go to the thunderdomey Somerville UPS place to pick them up

104. Omelettes

105. The Tea Party

106. People who are in The Tea Party

107. People

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

You And Your Sister Live In A Lemonworld


There's only one thing that could bring me out of semi-retirement.

And that's The National.

After three years, The World's Greatest Band is finally releasing a new album today. It is obviously awesome. More importantly though, it just makes me really happy because I've been looking forward to this album since they announced it's release three months ago.

And I've come to realize that looking forward to stuff is really all I've got at the ripe old age of 36. Since every Sunday at 11 to every Friday at 2:30 is essentially Groundhog Day where I wake up every morning either- A) Coming up with three good reasons why I shouldn't call in sick or B) Wishing away the next 24 hours, thus making myself a day older- having something to get me through the week is essential.

These Groundhog Days get particualrly gruesome in the winter months as we all know and so I've found the only way to get through these months is to have something to look forward to. In January, I could look forward to my birthday (and receiving gifts), the end of football, and February Vacation. In February, I could look forward to concerts (March is a strangley good concert month), my March Madness trip with the UMassholes, and the Guiness Cupcakes my sister makes for St. Patricks Day. In March, I got to anticipate the Florence and The Machine show (quite possibly the best show I have seen by a band without the word "national" in it), my baseball draft and of course, April Vacation. And May brought thoughts of warmth, seniors leaving, and of course, the release of High Violet.

It might not seem like much, but really, all we have is the hope of getting us through awful days. I mean, aren't we all really looking forward to a day of waking up too early, ironing, rushing to get to work on time, battling through a work day, going for a sick run at the free of hot girls Woburn BSC, going to night school, driving home, sitting on the couch watching movies I've already seen 12 times for two hours, and then waking up and doing it all over again? I'm not. But who is?

And we can handle this in one of two ways. We can bitch about it or we can deal with it.

The worst kind of people are those that bitch about it. Those that give you a REAL answer when you ask them "hiya doin?" While I understand that I asked, I do not care that you have the sniffles or that your stomach hurts; I do not care that your day was long or that you're tired. I definitely don't care that you have so much to do today and that you're swamped with work. No shit you're all of those things... We all do. So short of your dog dying, your child child having an allergic reaction to a bee sting, your house blowing up from a gas leak, or you not feeling good about your outfit, I don't want to hear about your piddling problems. Wake up, drink a coffee, deal with Tuesday, shut the fuck up, and repine for the weekend.

Now, enough of my acerbic attitude (I'm not feeling good about this zit on my cheek, which is also an acceptable reason for complaining) because I came here to help you, not to hurt you. How did I come here help you? Well, by telling you the stuff you can look forward to in the coming months. Yes, I know it is a cold Tuesday in May and we still have PLENTY of work days left before summer is here (May is an underrated month in its suckiness... 31 days... One day off... No holidays to get presents... Never as warm as you want it... Not many good films are released... Summer is not quite here...), but rather than bitching about how your shoulder hurts or how cold it is, try looking forward to a few things. Like these...

13. The National at The House of Blues on June 2nd and 3rd: You really expected this list to start with something else?

12. Summer Books: Because I am a white person who likes plenty of stuff that white people like, I should probably say how my summer reading list includes boning up on my extistentialism with Nietzsche or rereading The Dubliners again, but that will not be the case. I will instead be reading another Emily Giffin book and plowing through part II of The Strain hoping that that team of ragtag New Yorkers can stop the vampires from taking over the world. You should be looking forward to doing the same.

11. Seeing A Movie You Had No Idea You Would Like That Much: Being the movie snob that I am, I way prefer Oscar season, but there is something to be said for walking into a movie house (so you can feel like you are doing something other than drinking) on a Wednesday and seeing an unbelievably entertaining movie like The Hangover or Inside Man or Signs. While I already know Predators will disappoint me and Harry Potter will be acceptably good, I do know there is a movie out there that will jump up and slap me in the face with excitement. While I don't know what it is, not knowing is the exciting part.

10. Open Tables At Restaurants: With students gone on and suburbanites headed to Falmouth and Salisbury, the summer is an awesome time to walk into a restaurant on a whim that you have been dying to try. Even if it is slightly crowded, you can stand by the open windows and have a glass of sangria and wait because it's the summer and waiting is just fine. Or worse case, you can just walk to the restaurant next door because it's so damn nice.

9. Tanned Girls In Dresses: Now, I know it may seem this particular pleasantry may ONLY be enjoyed by half of the population but really ladies, tell me you are not happier when you are slightly tanned?!? And unless you have cankles, putting away those big sweaters and boots for a few months has to be pretty good, right? As for the males, never in my life have I seen dresses more awesome than they currently are right now, which leads me to this momentary lament: If you went to college between the years of 1992-1996 like I did, you went to college during the absolute worst female fashion era in the history of mankind. This four years was like a Fashion Great Depression. I watch videos on Barstool Sports every night and see girls in spandex dresses that make denim shorts seem as long wedding gowns. In 1995, we males had huge flannels flowing over tapered cords and a pair of Doc Martens to look at. Thanks Kurt Cobain.

8. Sitting In The Monster Seats: It's literally been 15 years since the Red Sox REALLY sucked and with the Pink Hatification of the Red Sox, almost an entire generation has grown up with the Sox being awesome. Few remember the days of All Star Scott Cooper, Steve Avery as the staff ace, getting no hit by Mariners pitchers, and Shrek Headed Ivan Calderon. In those days, you could get two tickets for $5 (I really did in 1992) and move down to the box seats. And while that has gone, if the Red Sox continue laying the turd bomb they are currently laying, I'll be there! With you Thornton! Sam Summers all around... Speaking of Sam Summers...

7. Outdoor Drinking: C'Mon now, is there anything better? Finding the good spots can be hard, but Daedalus is a start as is Ironsides in Chralestown. But whereever you choose, what is better than a beer outside at 7:30 on a warm summer night? Speaking of beers outside...

6. Session Beers: So I've been going to Marshfield with my sister and her husband for quite a few years now and before that, I went to the same house with my friend Brian. Could be the best week of the year. Every year, we have memorable lines that come back from the cottage, such as The Clarett Jug, Penis Butter, and Anne Frank making lobster rolls. Anyways, the early clubhouse leader is session beers, which was taught to me by a British Allagash Beer Saleswoman on the night of a beer dinner. Session beers are just beers you can rip open and drink all day and night. Think Miller Lite, Pabst, or summer's favorite session beer, Corona Light. I can't wait to waste a summer day with 29 session beers, be it one of the three days I play golf or on my back porch while I grill a steak. I also look forward to cleaning the vomit off of myself.

5. Summer In NYC With The National: Wait, who are The National?!? Anyways, it's been two consecutive summers that I've enjoyed a fine NYC evening outdoors with The National. July 27th will make it three. You should go.

4. The Day That Just Comes Together: Sure, this can happen any night at any time of the year, but it is ALWAYS something to look forward to because there is MORE of an opportunity for it to happen during the summer. Whether it was a random night in August at The Warren Tavern with the UMassholes or an afternoon at some random waterfront bar in some random beach town with Brian and the cougars or a Sunday afternoon with Mike, Georgia, and Marissa inventing the Ranking Game, the summer day that just comes together is always awesome.

3. Shopping Outside: Because Harvard Square is so fun slipping on ice and undoing and redoing my scarf as I run in and out of stores in January.

2. The World Cup: So as many of you know, my opinions change every once in a while. Had I had a blog between the ages of zero and 32, I probably would have had 237 posts raging against soccer. Until I watched the World Cup four summers ago. I ended up catching the final with all the Italian Meatballs in the North End (and being the only guy rooting for Spain) and had the best time ever. While this year likely can't replicate what happened four years ago, I'll give a shot at making it happen.

1. Schools Out: And I can do any of the above, even on a Tuesday night and why? Because a Tuesday in July isn't groundhog day. Thank Christ.

Monday, January 25, 2010

Even Steven


You know, life really is about managing the ups and downs. You get down and frustrated, then you're up and become happy again.

Last week was terrible for me. I got a year older (and I'm beginning to feel REALLY old these days), there was that whole election thing (I relaize now the part that has chafed me the most is the gloating by the Republicans. I heard one pundit call it the greatest day in America this past half decade. Huh?). Then the coils keep dying on my car (VW owners know about the dreaded coils). It's also become clear that George Clooney will NOT win best actor. Instead he will lose to Jeff Bridges playing the music version of Mickey Rourke in The Wrestler (Clooney should just play an autistic, alcoholic, gay, mathematician, who is dying of AIDS which he contracted during the years he had his heroin addiction... That would probably get him the award...). Finally, it also appears that the extremely overrated Avatar (Or, as I like to call it... Titanic II: Blue People Playing Jack And Rose... But don't worry Molly, I didn't hate it enough to blog about it.) is going to win Best Picture over Up In The Air , Inglourious Basterds and The Hurt Locker. Then Brad and Angie split which frankly, didn't even bother me as much as I thought it might because I am now convinced that no famous person should ever, EVER be in a relationship of any sorts. Or maybe that's just me being bitter.

But needless to say, the Big G world has been crumbling (I mean, it's almost as bad as a Detroit auto worker who has lost his job, home, and family, no?).

But then today came.

I should have known today was going to be a good day. For some reason, I was less irritated than I am most Mondays. I was happy with my outfit, enjoyed my Eggo waffle breakfast, and pulled out a victory in my fantasy basketball league. So things were looking up.

Then I hit the internet, and things REALLY came together!!!

First there was this...



I mean, did you just see that? In case you didn't, let me explain what it was.

A COMMERCIAL FOR A STAR WARS LINE OF ADIDAS SNEAKERS AND SWEATSHIRTS!!! WITH ONE OF THE MEMBERS OF THE BIG G KNIGHTS OF THE ROUND TABLE IN THE COMMERCIAL!!! WITH A REMIX OF THE IMPERIAL MARCH AS THE MUSIC!!! AND YES, THAT WAS EVEN THE D-O DOUBLE G!!!

Yes. Star Wars. Sneakers. Sweatshirts. Remixes to The Imperial March. Endorsed by David Beckham.

And you know what else? While I was immediately skeptical, some of the stuff is actually pretty awesome. Here's a few of the highlights...













And my personal faves and absolute purchases...





Pretty cool, no? Click this here link to see the whole collection, plus a great video of the Death Star lighting up Hanscomb Air Force Base (they must have been using the Death Star laser on low that day because it didn't blow up the whole planet).

http://www.adidas.com/campaigns/deathstar/content/Default.aspx?cc=us&site=adidasus

But that can't be the only thing that turned my life around on a rainy Monday in January, can it?

You are correct. It is not.

Today I see a save the date email from my sister and why do I have to save that date?

The National. Boston. House of Blues. June 2nd. New York two weeks later on the 16th.

Suddenly, I forgot about hokey James Cameron scripts and lost chances for a second Clooney Oscar.

Just like Jerry, I'm Even Steven! Bunch of bad things set off by Star Wars, The National, Beckham, shopping and the thoughts of warm June nights, drinks, and mid week sick days.

Who's Jeff Bridges again?

PS- Just in case you forgot who The National are or you just stumbled across this site, here you go...

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

I'm So Sorry For This , But I Couldn't Help Myself


"I was thinking about what you said to me the other day, about my painting. I stayed up half the night thinking about it and then something occured to me and I fell into a deep peaceful sleep and haven't thought about you since. You know what occurred to me?"

That's what Sean said to Will nearly thirteen years ago after Will disrespected (my favorite high school boy word) Sean's wife and Sean nearly killed him. I can now imagine how Sean felt because that is how I felt last night (actually, I starting feeling this way about a week ago when I realized that Martha Coakley was the political candidate version of Calvin Schiraldi) when Scott Brown beat Martha Coakley and essentially ended the really, long four month run of people liking Barack Obama.

After the news was made official last night, I stayed up the rest of the night tossing and turning and being as tense as I've been since Pedro let up that Posada bloop double in '03 (I tore of my favorite t-shirt like I was the Hulkster... I didn't do that last night).

But then I woke up this morning and like Sean, I realized something. And today hasn't been that bad.

Like Sean realized that Will was just a kid and didn't know anything, I realized that Scott Brown had Doug Flutie, Fred Smerlas, and Curt Schilling stumping for him. And hearing that made me proud.

Why?

Because I am proud to not be associated with a forty-something year old men who have blonde mullets, wear their gold chains outside of their mock neck sweaters, and bring their baseball glove's to Fenway in the hopes of catching foul balls.

Once I realized that the Republicans have to tap racist, suburban, out of touch, millionaire, mustached, has beens to stump for them (my party? Well... We got Clooney... 'Nuff said), my coffee tasted better, I felt a little better about my receding hairline, and I played the best game of old man basketball that I've played all year (9-20, with zero turnovers as opposed to the 5-31 with 11 turnovers that I usually have).

With all that said, I'm still slightly irritated. Not nearly as irritated I was last night when I was threatening to blow up every single person I know with a blog post (I type with purpose), but still irritated. Here's what makes me so irritated about recent events in our filled way more than you think with white trash state...

1. Martha Coakley ran the worst campaign I have witnessed a politician run in my lifetime. She made George McGovern and Mike Dukakis seem as savvy as JFK. She wouldn't have won the condo president of Del Boca Vista with that campaign.

2. Women. I would like to start this off with a 250 word disclaimer about how I really don't feel this way about women and blah blah blah. But I must come clean. Quietly, I places that are sans mixed company, I have had a ongoing and well thought out theory that all women hate each other. While I haven't exactly done New England Journal of Medicine style research on this, I do have a few examples to back up my thoughts.

Take Survivor. On at least ten of the 15 seasons of Survivor, there have been more women than men when there is seven members left. Each and every time, I scream at the TV, "LADIES! TAKE BACK THE GLASS CEILING! GET TOGETHER AND BOUNCE EACH ONE OF THESE GUYS UNTIL IT IS JUST THE 4/5/6 OF YOU REMAINING AND THEN TAKE THE MONEY AND GO!!!" But they can never do this (there was one year it was four v. one with the one guy being the biggest white trash hick around. He made it to the final). Why? Because they hate each other. That's just one example. There are many others, but I'm working to keep my first ever political rant on Three Days Is Kinda Money under 10,000 words. But, let me just give you one more. Having worked in a high school for fourteen years (fuck, I'm old), I have seen countless occassions where a guy screws over/attempts to date two women (this also happens on The Real World and Road Rules all the time as well as on a show called The Bachelor, where not just 2, but 25 women backstab and hate other women for the love of a fat, Christian rock singer named Bob). What do these two high school girls do? They fight each other. Why can't they get together and kick the crap out of the boy? How legendary would this be? it would be bigger than the Pill. These girls would be high school legends forever.But rather than be legends, they want to fight each other. For a kid that wears a tilted, white Polo hat and 13 year out of style carpenter jeans.

And I hear what some of you women are saying. "I love my six girlfriends... We hang out all the time and go on trips and yada yayda yada." Well, when you are on those trips and three of you go to pick up more ice and it is just three of you sitting together, how fast are you talking about one of the three who just left? Before the car starts? Or after the screen door shuts? I'm saying the talking starts the second the last girl has her first flip flopped foot on the front porch. Of course you're quiet in case someone forgot their sunglasses and has to come back in to get them, but you've still started. While you're gossiping though, know the three in the car are talking about you too.

My point? Two girls can't get together and agree that a 17 year old boy is worthless, so how the hell do I expect 2 million registered women to get behind the female candidate? It isn't gonna happen. Maybe ever. And politicians need to start being aware of this. No, it will never be talked about in a public forum, but I'm right. Ladies, I've got to say, the only chance a woman has of winning is if she is running against another woman. There is no way in hell women are putting aside their cattiness to make history. It's just not in your DNA. I wish it were, but it's not and you have to start examining yourselves as to why this can't happen.

3. Mike Capuano. In relation to what I wrote above, he would have killed Scott Brown. It feels like the Dems are ALWAYS fucking up the primaries and they fucked up royally not nominating the man who has some Ted Kennedy in him (even if for no other reason that they shared the same congressional seat).

4. Health Care. I get it. People don't want it. This is not because of the cost as republicans say. It is because it is an Obama idea. I can't get into the ins and outs of it, but there will be no free coverage for illegal or death panels. No one has the facts and they don't want it simply because it is an Obama idea. But how moronic do you people have to be to see that the system is flawed? Do you see what comes out of your paycheck every month for health care? Do you know how much COBRA is? Do you see your co-payment increases? Do you hear what doctors say about insurance and how difficult their jobs have become? The system needs to be fixed. Soon. Stop hating it just to hate it. And don't talk about the cost. Do you see the limited choices? DoDo you know what "tax increases" REALLY cost you (ever notice your check when taxes go up? Your life is completely unaffected. And when taxes go down, trash fees and excise taxes and sales taxes and luxury taxes go up. It's a simple mathematical formulakids. You can't have more going out than coming in. Our taxes will always go up. If you don't like that, protest the Osprey, not health care. Idiots.)? Nothing. Also, don't talk about what "might" happen because you sound stupid. Remember what was "going" to happen six years ago when we allowed gay marriage to happen? People were going to marry cows. What was the reality? it affected your life in no way and as it turned out, gays hated marriage just as much as straight people, so if anything, we got more people to commiserate with. And please. I dare someone to give me the argument of "I don't want the government controlling my health care." I can't WAIT to go OTT on that one.

5. The Obama Backlash. I didn't think this would happen this quickly. I really didn't. Silly me. I've been saying for years that everything from immigration to jobs to health care to the economy to who we love as athletes is about race. So how could I miss this? Republicans DESPERATELY want Obama to fail. As did all the racist republicans (which is redundant... The two words are synonyms). They claim to love this country so much, but they cannot get behind a SINGLE Democratic ideal (here's another reason why I am a Democrat: No matter how much the GOP blasts us for being crazy liberals, we are free thinkers who make up our own minds. The proof: In 2002, 374 members of congress voted FOR the War In Iraq. A mere 156 did not. We know now that there were no WMDs, there were no Sadam/al Qaeda links. But some Democrats so believed in our President, in our cause, and in our nation, that they voted FOR a war that was INVENTED- did they learn this from Wag The Dog?- by a Republican administration. They did not vote strictly along party lines. They did not stubbornly try to embarrass a President because they wanted him to fail. They voted for the War in Iraq because they BELIEVED in it. You mean to tell me- c'mon Olympia Snowe!- that not ONE Republican believes that health care could use some fixing? Please. What a disgraceful, disgraceful party... Again, I'm so happy I'm not a part of it). And I keep hearing my Republican friends ask, "what's he done?" Well, truthfully, not much. But he's been in office 364 days and he is laying a foundation. It's tough to get ANYTHING done when you have the opposition making up complete stories (Palin: Death Panels) to the dumb, scared people of this country to sway their vote. Listen, I get politics and how it works. I do. I get that it gets dirty. I do. But for all the complaining that Republicans do about liberals and how they act and vote, I say shut up. You are the biggest bunch of hypocrites I have ever met. You claim to love this country, yet don't support the President because he's from a different party than you. It's absolutely pathetic. Just pathetic. Back to the "what's he done?"

Jon Stewart handled this beautifully last night. He can't win either way. He says he is going to close Guantanamo and he loses points for that very idea. Then he doesn't, so he loses DOUBLE the points (so Republican, I ask you? Did you want it closed or not? Stop Ordwaying this!). He wins the Nobel Prize- a great honor for him personally and also for the country these Republicans say they love- and he loses points for that. He sends troops to Afghanistan, but loses points for waffling and not sending enough. Is Fox News really THIS powerful or are people really THIS dumb. I'm going with the ladder, but that's just me.

To close this point, let me say what Obama hasn't done...

He hasn't let 3000 American die as two planes crashed into the landmark buildings of the countries most famous city (I really don't think this is Dubya's fault, but this happened on HIS WATCH!!!!! AND HIS APPROVAL RATING SHOT TO 90%!!!!! I get the mood the country was in, but if this happened right now with Obama, the Republicans would burn down The White House in rage that it was all the black guys fault). He hasn't started and then not finished two wars. He hasn't hired Donald Rumsfeld. He hasn't bailed out private banks when the country DIDN'T WANT THAT (same thing you clowns say about health care). He hasn't overseen a mortgage crisis (again,on his watch). He hasn't let Enron happen, grant all illegals full citizenship status a month before his election, let an iconic American city look like a third world country after a hurricane. He hasn't flown a "Mission Accomplished" banner, hired a Department of Homeland Security head who had an illegal alien as a nanny, sat in a classroom for 15 minutes as our nation suffered its worst attack in 60 years. He hasn't lost the huge surplus the previous president accrued, tortured people, created The Patriot Act, or have the most iconic and brilliant military mind since Eisenhower quit on him and bad mouth him at every turn. But hey, he's got three more years to accomplish all of this.

So, there are my five rants. Those, along with my Ray Allen like game this morning and sweet new scarf, have calmed me down. So much so, that there is some good. Like...

All the places I want to live in Massachusetts voted OVERWHELMINGLY for Coakley (the fuckin suburbs... You people...). Once people see the comedy act that is Scott Brown, he's gone (go Capuano!). The economy will recover, Barack will get re-elected and the racists will have four more years to melt down.

As Lou Gorman once said, the sun will rise, the sun will set. And I'll have lunch.

And if you thought this rant was bad, wait until the one on March 8th when Clooney loses the Oscar to Jeff Bridges for playing a drunk. Because that's real hard.

That was just the tip kids. Just the tip.