Sitting in my in-box when I got to work this morning.

/it’s gonna be a good day.

…oh man, what I wouldn’t give.

play this rrrrrihgt now! (via: fimoculous)

…I didn’t even wait until the song was done playing to post this.

/choking on laughter.

My hatred for Tony Parker, is well documented.

Thanks to Odenized for posting this clip from last night’s TNT broadcast of the Spurs & Suns.

Chew – Meigh – Monk?

What?

I love how Inspector Chuck immediately got on Cybelle the French Camera Femme’s case

(Why would he miss her, if he’s gonna see her later? You tryin’ to pull somethin’ over on Sherlock Chuck, miss?)

…and then he decided to call Kenny and Ernie dumbasses. Because Sir Charles is all about high comedy.

Then, he calls the Cybelle crazy in Spanish. Ernie furrows his papers, wishes he could get the last few minutes of his life back.

San Antone went up 2-0 on Phoenix. My prediction for the rest of the series : much more Barkley nonsense.

A great interview by a great blogger – Zach at The Big Picture talks to the dastardly Christmas Ape, post-firing from the Washington Post.

Good to know he’s still thriving. Also, I’m intrigued to hear more about the deal that Kissing Suzy Kolber inked. Like my man French says, this is America…either you make more money, or you’re a f#$king douche bag.

I’m happy for them. KSK is my favorite blog, hands down. And they are unbridled in their dismantling of New England sports fans.

Speaking of which…Jodie at Gossip on Sports uncovered Darren McFadden’s Yardbarker blog about his visit to the New England Patriots:

I went to New England last week and I loved their facility and their stadium. They are doing a lot of construction around it. They are building a mall and a hospital right there. If I get a chance to play there I will never have to leave (!!!). They said much of the building they are doing will keep all the noise in the stadium so game days will be especially loud. They are already great at home, that will just give them another advantage.

I really enjoyed meeting Coach Belichick. He told me about their team and their system and what they would expect of me. They are always looking for playmakers and that’s what I am. I sat down with most of the offensive coaching staff and watched film. They also introduced me to Kevin Faulk. He’s impressive, the way he studies, how he trains and how he carries himself. If I can duplicate the way he prepares I’ll be doing just fine.

Forget what he says here. He would love to play in New England – fantastic, who wouldn’t? Look at the tone, the sentence structure…it’s rosy as hell!

Yardbarker, I’m on to you.

It’s like 80 degrees outside, let’s get out there and see some skirts!

Nope, gotta work. Guffaw.

I can’t wait to run for Pope of this dump on the four-day work week platform.

You ask me to debate foreign policy, and I’ll ask you to use foreign policy in a sentence. Universal health care, sounds tough. Nope, all we need is the four day work week…or at least maybe siestas.

President Curly, sounds pretty dastardly doesn’t it?

god bless brahsome for posting this gem. Carry on, little geisha, Carry on.

0:36 – oooh

0:48 – OH!

0:51 – OHHHHHH!!! (Quoting Bruce Dickenson)

1:03 – Sweet Lord! OH

…

4:11 – OH MY LAWRDY! OH!

…that was the play-by-play of me watching this.

And the applause she gets? You’d think she’d just tapped in for triple bogey at the Nippon Open. The Japanese know nothing of rocking.

Vadam Pruzhanov (The Keytarist from Dragonforce) would be proud, little girl.

This is ridiculous.

He’s even already predicting the last four in and the last four out.

F#$king Lunardo.

At least he’s got UCONN grabbing a two seed

You just got downgraded to supremely massive on my “how massive of tool is Joe Lunardi” scale.

628 comments on this garbage too; you people have way too much free time on your hands.

There are few days during the year that I look forward to with as a great an anticipation as the day of the first Sox/Yankees game

And conveniently today, the New York Post is reporting that some devilish (enterprising) Red Sox fan working on a concrete crew at the $1.3 billion stadium covertly buried a Red Sox T-shirt under what will become the visiting team’s locker room to jinx the Yanks.

Totally awesome. Best story about a rogue union man I’ve heard in a while.

Brando would be proud.

The identities of all the workers has been withheld, because that rag has enough blood attached to it.

I’m going to do a little blog entry about the Masters each day. Why? Because golf is the ultimate sport.

I may choose to exclude Saturday and Sunday in lieu of having fun over the weekend. Those are the only two days I recommend watching by the way.

Actually, I only recommend watching the last round on Sunday. And do it on DVR fast forward too.

In Masters day one news worth noting, resident links douchebag V.J. Singh is being beaten at his own game by some guy named J. Singh. ho HO!

Went a little above J. on the screenshot so that I could point out that Heathcliff Slocum had a competitive first round. Years of seeing that guy pitch during TBS broadcasts, you think they would have alluded to his golf prowess…personally, I had no idea.

Banhart, in a word…selfish

Here’s what they have in common:

1.) they’re 26.

And by comparison, here’s what Natalie and I have in common:

1.) She’s been an advocate for environmental causes since the age of twelve (There’s approximately one lightbulb* working in my entire apartment; I’m going green)

2.) Despite being associated with summery, flowery musicians with frou frou names like Devendra she actual prefers Motorhead** (You bet your ass I prefer Motorhead, I’d follow Lemmy into the black)

3.) A working knowledge of the city of Paris…

4.) In a 2004 interview with Allure Magazine she said “Oh my God! I’m not black, but I know what it feels like!” (Senior year we had a framed photograph of the first African American pool superintendant – whose name escapes me at the moment – on our wall. My roommate made the swipe from a pool he worked at in Brooklyn. Anyway, I used to tell people he was my uncle and that I was half-black. The really curly hair and sharp dance moves helped sell the dream)

Stick that on the back of your compatability colt and ride off into the sunset, Josey Wells.

*The singular lightbulb is actually part of really budget chand-o-lere that has about a dozen bulb sockets. I’ve threatened my roommate on numerous occasions – with the mack-ten – for trying to replace the burned out bulbs.

**There’s no link to her wikipedia page here, because I made it up. Motorhead is awesome though