The Olympics story I'd like to read

Yes, Michael Phelps may now wear more gold around his neck than Mark Spitz, but the world record holder, who is quite safe, has yet to be mentioned in all the press I've read:




I pity the journalistic fool who doesn't give Mr. T his propers.

Dog mistakes tree for other tree

The makers of "Swing Vote" quickly agreed to an arrangement whereby Blakeman would receive 10 percent of the movie's profits. As a result, Blakeman now owes them $2 million.

Oh, it's on.

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As promised...

...luchador goodness. At the risk of blowing my own (air) horn, damn that's hot.

What I didn't promise, because I didn't yet know about it, was this video featuring Bill and me. I'm the big quiet one.

Vive le resistance!

As the proud new owner of a Super Nintendo, I couldn't not pass on this video from College Humor, about the limitations of Mario villains.

As someone who's been playing Mario 3 for the last week, I don't necessarily agree with their conclusion. If the baddies were intelligent, that game would be practically impossible. Dag!

ps. This year's college freshmen were born in 1990, one year before the SNES. Which means you're old, is I guess what I'm saying.

Regrettable

I was just revisiting an old (old) favorite, the Gallery of Regrettable Food, which produced the marvel above. Worth spending a bit of time with - there's a lot of hilarious stuff there.

In other news, in today's Gazette you can read my review of a useful but spastic-looking shlepping tool, and tomorrow you can see me in a luchador mask, in some very prominent location (quite possibly A1). I'm quickly becoming the paper's go-to guy for shamelessness.

Thank you for being a friend

RIP Estelle Getty.