To the horror, dismay, and shock of my mother, I played club rugby for 3 years in college. An old college buddy sent this to me a couple of days ago it is by far the best horse collar tackle I have ever seen.
*A hooker is a rugby position in this instance, not a street walking hussy.
Every time Radiohead comes out with a new album I usually fall head over heels in love with the the whole album, but generally I become infatuated with one particular song. The song I pick usually becomes a soundtrack of sorts for the following few weeks.
In Rainbows came out a while ago, but the new video for Reckoner has re-sparked my love for this song. It's amazing.
I have proof:
This is my new favorite picture of New York.
Like the Bills and the Eagles, like Pabst and Andre, like Tina Fey and Amy Poehler, like air mattresses and kitchens, like Gossip Girl and Swingtown, and like Queens and Buffalo. The jury is still out on that last one....
I never thought I'd see the day I partook in reading a graphic novel. The day has come... I recently finished reading Watchmen and WOW. It was amazing. Coincidentally I saw the new promo posters for the film all over the web a couple of days ago. Here are a few of my favorites.
I have a kid sister 13 years younger than me. Having an infant around in my early teens was probably the best birth control my Mom could have done for me. I was terrified of wieners, to be perfectly honest I still am a little.
She is the hippest 6th grader I know, I have proof.
Exhibit A:
She rides mechanical bulls.
When she was 5 she stole the family digital camera, hide in the pantry and took pictures of her butt. These incriminating photos were discovered while going through my high school graduation pics. Someone's marrying a politician....
Exhibit C:
I got the opportunity to hang out with her this past week and this is my favorite quote:
Robinator: So you get to write about stuff at your job?
Me: Yeah, I guess, I do a little bit of copy writing.
Robinator: Uhhh Rommel, isn't that totally illegal?
That little beefcake slays me....
One of the perks of my job is getting to stalk some of the Best Week Ever bloggers. Their office is a whopping nine floors below my office. To the untrained eye, these people are just mere mortals... but to blog nerds like myself and my office cube neighbor they are the Michael Phelps' of the Paramount building.
So imagine our dismay when we read that they will be moving to a new office in the West Village. GASP! Now who am I going to oggle at the soup counter in the lobby?!
Dan Hopper did a post about the "important" inventory which would be making the cut, and the other stuff that was going to get tossed in the move. Here is the hilllllllarious post.. (I suggest reading it or else you will have no idea what the significance of the items below are)
After a few strategic Facebook messages with Mr. Hopper, we trekked down the the VH1 floor equipped with a Queer Duck T-shirt, a Californication poster, and a mix bag of CD's ranging from Kenny G, Chris Isaak, and Usher...
I ended up with this....
So yeah, I'd say it's been a pretty great day. I dare say THE BEST DAY EVER.
I went to college at a mid sized SUNY school in central New York. For the interest of anonymity we will call it SUNY Mozzwego. Whilst at this amazing institution I studied under a particularly eccentric professor in the communications department whom we will call Dr. Don Cars Smitherton.
I took several classes with him because:
a. He is brilliant
b. He is a bit off his rocker (ex. random bursts of opera singing, hugging of self while giggling uncontrollably at his own jokes, and has an undying affinity for the muckraking novel The Jungle by Upton Sinclair)
c. He wore sweaters that rival the great Dr. Huxtable's collection.
Owen Benjamin is Dr. Don Cars Smitherton's son. Every other day he would have a "new" Owen story, and by "new" everyone in the class had heard it about 17 times throughout the course of the semester. Anyhoo, I know more about this guy than several of his ex girlfriends do. I'm sure of it. So imagine my dismay when i came across this at work yesterday when i was looking for all 97 episodes of Doogie Howser M.D. (don't judge me) on Hulu...
What I'm getting at is he was supposed to be in "I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry" then his part was cut out at the last second. I'm not sure who took it worse Owen or his dad Dr. Smitherton, as he was heart broken for months (I could tell, his falsettos weren't nearly as crisp as they were before the news). So imagine my chagrin when I saw this...
I think it's really great that the cheese factor in NYC hasn't diminished one iota since the 70's. This commercial caught my eye as I was reading the Urbanite:
Three decades later this gem of a commercial popped up. This video is much more recent and I dare say even cheesier. The only reason I know of it is because the blonde lady in the commercial is a friend of my boss.
From the people who brought you the bacon cooking pig shaped alarm clock... I bring you guinea pig Olympians.
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