You gotta vote for Joe Springs after this one......

Brother Ali -The Rope-A-Dope *Talkin My Shit*

A hot new joint for yo ass.

Erik James Horvat-Markovic

I'm not sure if any of you have seen The Pickup Artist on VH1, but my roomate just introduced me and I'm captivated.

I thought for a while about writing my usual snarky and pessimistic opinion on why this TV show reitorates why we as Americans should all kill ourselves, but a quick peak around the blogosphere shows the rant has already been ranted - many, many, many times.

Instead I'll simply recommend you check this show out, if for no other reason than to find out how a 37-year-old Canadien, born Erik James Horvat-Markovic, has converted his original love for Dungeons & Dragons and magic into the supposed ability to sleep with any woman on Earth within minutes. Oh - and his name is now Mystery, and his co-host is named Matador:



Other than gunning his comedic overuse of 'accessories' and layered pirate cloaks, I think the main reason the show is so captivating is because it inspires the simple counter-exercise of trying to devise a plan for truly testing Mystery's ability to 'target, seduce, and close' on any genuinely intelligent, secure woman that didn't A) know he was rich B) want a drink C) know he was on national television. (We all know even Oprah is sucking mystery dicks for money, drinks, and fame).

This morning I stumbled upon this article on Salon which includes an interview with Mystery. It wasn't until a few minutes after I had finished reading it that I realized Clark-Flory's volley of questions had eliminated any interest I had in the show beforehand. Proving this guy is a clucker would probably be about as enjoyable as kicking the shit out of him at a game of Dungeons & Dragons and stealing one of his many colorful medallions.

We seriously have the coolest friends in the world !!!

Possibly the best text I have ever received:

"Ill eat your family son! Merry Christmas to your family."

-Dubb

This holiday season will be 100% greatness. Word up.

LL Vs. Rakim + KRS

I don't know what Budden is talking about, but I agree with DJ dude having a smoke.....

Boss Hog Egg Nog

The homey Tyler Kerkowitz from Milwaukee in the new J-Zone video.

Guiness Book Of World Records' Longest Grin Ever.

Very reminiscent to D. Harris the other day between the cheerleaders !!

Best of the Best

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Have a great life fatso.

Count Bass D - Gio Any (I Cold Just Came In)

Credit to Mirk for passing this along. It's not completely clear if it's real, but based on Rahm Emanuel's rep it certainly not far fetched. Great shit.

Wiretap on line 312-XXX-XXXX
November 10th, 2008
12:42 PM Eastern Time
Rush transcript:

RAHM EMANUEL: This is Rahm.

ROD BLAGOJEVICH: Hey Rahm, yeah it's Rod.

EMANUEL: Uh-huh. What's going on governor, I'm busy.

BLAGO: Well, it's about that Senate appointment...

EMANUEL: We already gave you the list of people we like.

BLAGO: Yeah, I been looking the list over. Interesting
names. Good people. How's the transition going?

EMANUEL: It's going fine, governor. Are you calling to
fucking tell me anything, or what, cause I--

BLAGO: No no, I'm just wondering if you have all your picks
already made. I heard something about Dashle for HHS--

EMANUEL: I'm not gonna discuss ongoing deliberations, gov,
you know that.

BLAGO: Hey, come on Rahm, let's not act like I'm a stranger
here.

EMANUEL: Did I call you a stranger? If I thought you were a
stranger, you think I'd be interrupting my important fucking
business to take this fucking phone call?

BLAGO: Hey you don't have to get curt with me, Rahm.

EMANUEL: This isn't me being curt, Gov, this is me being
fucking busy. Now what did you call about?

BLAGO: I'm just feeling you out, seeing if Valerie [Jarret]
still wants that Senate seat, just wondering what kind of
priority that is for the President-Elect.

EMANUEL: Actually, it's not a priority. Valerie's had second
thoughts about the job.

BLAGO: What, she doesn't want it anymore?

EMANUEL: She's having second thoughts. You want more
details, you ask her.

BLAGO: She won't take my calls.

EMANUEL: Big fucking surprise.

BLAGO: What's that supposed to mean?

EMANUEL: Um, I don't know, what's it supposed to mean
governor? A.) You're a fucking crook. B.) You're a fucking
asshole. C.) All of the above.

BLAGO: I'm clean Rahm, you know this. You think that fucking
Fitzgerald would being twiddling his fucking thumbs if he
had shit to go on?

EMANUEL: I gotta go, Gov. You appoint who you want, we
really don't give a shit.

BLAGO: What if I appoint Valerie, what if she takes it?

EMANUEL: What do you want me to say? We'd appreciate it, I'm
not gonna fucking kiss your ring over it.

BLAGO: "Appreciate it"? Come on, this is a senate seat we're
talking about. It's worth a fuck of a lot more than
appreciation.

EMANUEL: You asked us for a list, we gave you a fucking
list, you want to make your own list then make your own
fucking list. [Raising voice] But if you're asking for
anything else from me, or Barack, or Valerie, then you can
fucking stop talking right now Rod.

BLAGO: Wait a sec there Rahm. Wait just a fucking minute.
Who are you to talk to me like that? I fucking made you.

EMANUEL: You made me? You made me? Tell me you're fucking
joking.

BLAGO: No no no, you listen to me shit-face. You see this
list I got, the names motherfucking Obama fucking wants for
the Senate. I just ripped it in two. How you like that?
Oops, Harris just dropped it in the shredder. Harris?

HARRIS (muffled): Yes sir?

BLAGO: Did you just drop that list in the shredder?

[Whirring, shredder noise]

HARRIS (muffled): I did.

EMANUEL: Do you have me on fucking speakerphone?

BLAGO: It's in the shredder, Rahm. The list is bye bye.

EMANUEL: Hold on a sec -- you got me on fucking
speakerphone? Who the fuck do you think I am?

BLAGO: Who are you Rahm? Who are you? You're shit, you hear
me? Don't come back to Chicago Rahm, it's not your town any
more.

EMANUEL: Pick up the phone Rod.

BLAGO: I'll put someone in the senate who will fucking fuck
you. I might even put myself in there, how you like that
Rahm? How you gonna explain that to fucking Barack, every
time he's gotta call me up for my fucking vote. He'd have to
take my calls then, wouldn't he?

EMANUEL: [Screaming] I said pick up the FUCKING phone!

BLAGO: [Picks up phone, speakerphone off] I got your
attention now, didn't I?

EMANUEL: Shut the fuck up and listen to me for one second
Rod. And I want you to listen carefully, because this is the
last time I'm ever going to talk to you. You are fucking
dead to me. You been fucking dead to Barack since '06, now
you're dead to me. Know what that means? That means you're
dead to my people in Chicago, Daley on down, and all these
friends you think you have aren't gonna touch you with a ten
foot fucking pole.

BLAGO: Oh now you're the fucking Godfather? Fuck you.

EMANUEL: No fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.

BLAGO: Fuck you!

EMANUEL: Listen up asshole. The shit's gonna hit the fan,
maybe tomorrow, maybe next month, and when Fitz finally
brings down the hammer it's gonna be my name that's going
through your head. You won't know the hows or the fucking
whys, but it's gonna have my fucking fingerprints all over
it. Have a great life fatso.

BLAGO: Hey fuck--

EMANUEL: [Click.]

End of conversation


Bonus: Andy Samberg as Emanuel on an un-aired SNL skit:

An attempt to bury the previous post

Serg from beerandrap and OhWord drops some knowledge on drinking beer:

"I like beer because drinking beer shows dedication and perseverance. Drinking liquor is for bitch ass motherfuckers who can’t commit to drunkness. Doing shots is cute but I’m in this game for the long run. I’m not going to cheat myself by throwing back shots with mall pussy because I know that there is no better sense of accomplishment than waking up on your living room floor with your face a little crusty surrounded by a mountain of empty beer cans that you just destroyed the fuck out of.

Drinking beer with people can teach you a shitload of crap that books and shit can not. For instance you can learn a lot about a person by what they drink. Take dudes that drink Bud Light, those guys are usually fucking bitches. If you’re going to drink shitty beer then drink real shitty beer, like Pabst or fucking Busch. Speaking of shitty beer, we have the High Life dudes. They are a strange one because in some cities it’s a hipster beer, although PBR seems to reign king with girlpants that don’t want to put too much of a dent into their art school allowance (in other locales High Life is also frequented by this group). Thing is that in other cities High Life is just another shitty beer, like Milwaukee’s Best, that broke high school kids drink for cheap. Then we have the dudes who drink Coors; those guys are usually racist assholes. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone drink Coors Light in public. That shit is an embarrassment to pussies everywhere.

Guys who drink Keystone are usually retarded or they wear white hats, Ambercrombie shirts, and say bro a lot. Not to be confused with Natural Ice drinkers who don’t say bro as much. But the thing about Natural Ice is that when it is sold in the tall can you will usually find a 30’s something black male named Jimmy drinking it. Jimmy works for the city and can get you a backhoe on Sundays to clear out your ditch for about twenty bucks and some cold ones. Jimmy is cool as fuck and will even by your underaged ass some brews too if you give him a ride over to the store on east 29th(thanks Jimmy).

Then we come to the Michelob guys, who the fuck buys this shit? Those are the dudes who think beer is yucky but buy this shit because they thought those commercials from the 80’s were sophisticated. Budwieser is the beer that even if you don’t like it you learn to drink it because you can’t get away from that shit. Everyone from your mom to nascar fans drinks this shit. Oh and Budweiser Select is the new Michelob but for people who don’t remember those shitty commercials or Pontiac Fiero’s. There is also fucking Killigans Red and Pete’s Wicked. These beers are usually drunk by high school kids who wish to be more sophisticated than their High Life counterparts. Their fathers were probably Michelob drinkers. Rolling Rock is for the athletic types who prefer their beer to be more like water with faint aftertaste. Rolling Rock light is for the people these types fuck in the ass. Corona is for white people who are really trying to make it though their Cinco De Mayo happy hour party and still load up on free chips and salsa.

Some of you might be thinking “hey I drink that I’m not _________!” You people are wrong, you’re _________ as fuck and you know it. Stop drinking weak shit and get some good beer because if you’re going to get drunk as fuck why pump yourself full of crap? You think race cars run on am/pm gas? No. Step your game up and buy some beer that will really wreck your shit up tomorrow morning. Fuck what any stoner says, hangovers are just another notch in the belt of a person who has proved that they can beat the shit out of any bitch ass hemp necklace."

I can't say that I agree with the piece in its entirety because drinking whiskey is hardbody. But your selection in beverage probably does carry with it some social stereotypes whether intentional or not.

Just be aware that if you drink too much Makers Mark you'll be dancing in your living room to Madonna with an overly aggressive gay flight attendant who is a celebrity on the internet and waking up questioning your sexuality and wondering why you let so many douche bags smoke cigarettes in your apartment while trying to fix a $600 plumbing problem with $3.89 worth of parts from the local hardware store.

Dude...

Train: Dude, I'm scared about last night.

Me: Why?

Train: I almost turned gay.

Me: You were dancing with Samwell all night.

Train: It was a lot more than that!

Throwback

Tight on Time

Thank you angry shoe throwing guy !!!

Jumpin' the gun Kush

Cookin Soul - Hung Up On My Baby (Issac Hayes Tribute)

Before you click on the pic to the right, let me tell you that I worked for the man being honored and he was in fact a great boss. I'd have to agree with many of the comments being made about him.

I'll also tell you that Peep My Words fam A. Kushner is good dude, currently doing big things out in Taiwan. Start reading at the bottom of the wall posts and work your way up....Kush makes a small mistake.

OMG Celebrity Sighting

Yesterday I was sitting at starbucks doing, you know, the usual: studying, pretending to study, and eye humping everything that doesn't look like a case book, horn book, or licensing agreement (yes that includes things like coffee, women, chairs, etc.) Anyways at some point a rotund man walked in with a few female escorts. It took me a few minutes, but i figured out why he looked familiar. it's because I watched his show for like 8 hours on the day before thanksgiving. I'll admit that i was kinda excited to see him, but definitely not as excited as a few random others. Several people walking past the starbucks knocked on the windows and mouthed that they loved him. A few of these people actually came inside and got an autograph and a photo.

First of all, I don't understand approaching celebrities just to say hi or to request an autograph, especially this dude. Often times the "hi's" and "hello's" are interrupting. Do you really want this person that you clearly like to think that you're an obnoxious and rude idiot who bothers people? Is it that important that a person on tv (or in the movies) says hello back to you? Secondly, an autograph? Really? You really want someone to write their name on a napkin or a piece of paper? What is this proof of, other that you may have said hello to said celebrity? Jesus christ why would anyone else care or need proof that you ran into a famous person?

(Tangent thought, I would hate being a famous person. It's probably nice getting a table with no wait, but I bet its worst thing in the world to try to eat at that table and be constantly interrupted.)

That being said, I did want to ask him a question about this fruit called the durian. It supposedly tastes like ass and heaven at the same time. Also in several countries its illegal to take into hotels and public transportation because the stench is so formidable. I wanted to ask him because he has a tried a ton of gross shit, but he wasn't able to stomach this fruit. Anyways, i didn't have a chance to approach him because i didn't want to interrupt. You can call me polite or a pussy, but at least you can't call me a douchebag.

Not wasting any time

http://wisconsinsportsblogs.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-york-media-welcomes-cc.html

Christ, the New York media not fucking around when it comes to going negative. Shocking that CC was reluctant to play there.

Want your kids to grow up to be degenerate gamblers?

Get 'em started young! (And teach them to sit on the toilet backwards at the same time!)

Okay, Nas. Hip Hop Is Now Officially Dead.

http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/article/news/148064-jimmy-fallon-confirms-the-roots-as-late-night-band

A safe way to laugh.

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Our Governor Makes Mayor Carcetti Look Like a Choir Boy

This is a really juicy read if you have an hour:

http://images.salon.com/politics/war_room/2008/12/09/blagojevich_complaint/pr1209_01a.pdf

It seems as though we have a giant douchebag running the great state of Illinois, a giant douchebag who loves dropping f-bombs.

Who is Senate Candidate 5? Do you think he knows Customer Number 9?

Uncle L at it again.

http://online.wsj.com/article/SB122878081364889613.html

Jamz

Note: This and the previous post went on the site at pretty much exactly the same time, with no convo between the two posters. A Peep My first I believe.

I hate when that happens...

A nice return to form by the SNL/Lonely Island folks. Cameo City here. Props to Horton on this one.

One Thing You Don't Want to Hear at the Doctor's Office

(As I learned on Friday)

"I have small hands and I just clipped my fingernails this morning, so it's not going to be too bad, but..."

Remember when you were afraid to admit that you weren't sure, cuz you KNOW for sure MAN

Thursday, Thanksgiving night and we're all at Mondays because we're super full but not full enough that we can't get blackout with our friends who are in town from really far away, like Milwaukee and Chicago...

So let's set the scene: MC Ec Collins Dyke and I are catching up as the Mills walk in...A Mills* walks past and smiles at us.

Liz to Ec: Fuck! Which Mills is that?

Ec: Oh, dude, c'mon - it's Grant. (He says it ease and with sheer confidence and even a twinge of, 'how would you not know that - fuckin eastsider')

Liz: How do you know though, like really know?

Ec: ...I mean. Actually, I don't.

Turns out it was Adam.

Minutes later in his usual completely overly confident fashion, Triller boldly identified Grant as Grant and tried to chastise Ec and I for getting it wrong...

Grant: Yea! What up Triller!

Triller: See, (pointing at us) they can't tell you guys apart like I can, I knew it was you in two seconds!

Grant: No, yea. It's not annoying at all when people confuse us. Constantly. But yea, I'm Adam.

So you see my friends, it's not as easy as it looks. Oh yea Thompson? Try it...










* Not sure which Mills it was
** Get serious with your guesswork, I'm posting the answers in the days to follow.
Boooooiiiiiiing!

R U Still Down?

Scarface - Emeritus

Every year it baffles me how unnoticed the early portion of the college basketball season goes. The average fan doesn't seem to have a pulse on things until after the New Year, once conference play is underway. By average fan I don't just mean the casual observers, but plenty of folks who are fully immersed in the season once February and March hit. The last couple of months of the season are as good as it gets in sports, but that doesn't mean the early schedule should be ignored. With a glut of interesting non-conference matchups and tournaments, it's not too late to wake up and enjoy the entirety of the season.

For those of us with a rooting interest in Wisconsin sports specifically, we should be embracing any and all college ball. The Pack are done folks, let that shit go. UW will cap off a highly disappointing football season in a few weeks, but shouldn't command much more than those few hours of your life in the meantime. Let's instead stop fuckin around and look at UW bball. Leading off the Big 10-ACC Challenge in grand fashion, UW escaped a furious rally at Va. Tech with a victory behind a last second shot by Trevon Hughes. Here's the call from Matt Lepay, one of the best around:



Here's the spectacular video:



Off to a 6-1 start (the lone loss coming to #2 UCONN), it should be a fun year for all involved. While the remainder of the non-conference schedule has a handful of the typical tuneup games, they play @ Marquette on Saturday and host Texas on Dec. 23. If you are not up on these games, please don't bother with the rest of the season. The Big 10 opener comes on New Years Eve (1 PM) @ Michigan. With all of that in mind, let's take a closer look at this (mostly) young roster:

Rotation:

• PG: Trevon Hughes (Junior) - Off to a very nice start this year, playing generally very controlled ball and hitting some huge shots. When he plays well we got a shot against most. Bo still hasn't quite handed over the reigns a la Devin Harris, but he's on his way.

• SG: Jason Bohannon (Junior) - A couple nice games but has largely struggled with his shot. I expect it to come around eventually, but without his shooting he don't bring a ton to the table.

• SF: Joe Krabbenhoft (Senior) - As always, does some of everything very well...except consistent scoring and perimeter shooting. Look folks, he ain't Mike Miller, it's time to move on from that comparison. Hasn't quite stepped up into that defensive stopper role vacated by Michael Flowers, but as important as anyone to their success this year.

• PF: Marcus Landry (Senior) - Playing the best and most consistent ball of his career. Off to a torrid start shooting 3s and blocking shots. Some would like to see him average 18-20 ppg, but he has never been selfish enough to do that. As long as he takes over when he needs to, I'm cool wit it.

• C: Keaton Nankivil (Sophomore) - Coming off a mostly wasted Freshman season, dude has shown some flashes but hasn't had a large impact. Projecting as a similar style player to Mike Wilkinson, I like his potential and length but it may not be til next year that he puts up some consistent numbers

• 6th: Jon Leuer (3-5, Sophomore) - Had some huge games this year and can score from pretty much anywhere on the court. Will present matchup problems for almost any team he plays and along with Hughes probably projects better than anyone on the team at the NBA level.

• 7th: Tim Jarmusz (2-3, Sophomore) - Similar to Krabbenhoft in that he does some of everything, but unlike Krabby gives you a nice perimeter shot. Get ready to see plenty of him over the next couple of years, as the announcers fawn over his toughness and intangibles.

• 8th: Jordan Taylor (1, Freshman) - Plays more minutes at PG than I'd expect from a Freshman. Well-built and a good defender. Smart offensively and has flashed some skills, but struggled with UCONN's pressure and has yet to hit his jumper consistently.

• 9th: Rob Wilson (2-3, Freshman) - Rounding out this 9-man rotation, Wilson has been fun to watch and could easily project as one of the main offensive pieces for years to come. Fearless going to the hoop and always aggressive (sometimes to the point of being out of control), Bo has also shown faith in Rob's jumper, running set plays for him. Fun.

Ummm...Projects and Other

• Kevin Gullikson (4-5, Senior) - Uncle L's favorite, Gullikson has literally barely played since his mutliple run-ins with the popo. He came into this season in the best shape of his career (cut down on the beer, been drinkin only vodka waters), but has seemingly finally been passed up by the scholarship players (he was, after all, a walk-on).
  
• Ian Markolf (5, Freshman) - Big haus from San Antone, TX who has already played, thus won't be redshirting. Maybe some spot minutes to eat some fouls, but see ya in a year or two buddy.
• Jared Berggren (4-5, Freshman) - Another big, white dude, this one from Minny. On track to potentially redshirt.
• JP Gavinski (5, Sophomore) - Having been in the program going on 3 years now, my hopes are not high for ol' JP. Upon reading last year that coaches were encouraged that he made it up and down the court a few times without having to be pulled, i kinda gave up. He is a lefty though, so I respect it.
• Ryan Evans (2-3, Freshman) - Great athlete outta AZ, but will be redshirting. Look for some dunking from him down the line.
• Wquinton Smith (1, Sophomore) - A very short walk-on, similar to old pal Tanner. I'm pretty sure he'll never log minutes in a NCAA tournament game though.
• Brett Valentyn (2, Sophomore) - Reminds me of Bret "The Hitman" Hart. All I got.
• Morris Cain (2-3, Senior) - The end of a long line of Nicolet athletes at UW that shouldn't ever play (BJ Tucker, Tanner, okay kinda short line). Reminds me of Michael Redd in every sense but the ability to play basketball.

For more on UW bball throughout the year, peep The Chris West Baskeball Journal and Hoops Marinara.

NHL Rules

Hitting someone in the groin with a stick: two minute penalty

Punching someone in the face: five minute penalty

Saying "sloppy seconds": indefinite suspension (announced today)

At a Loss For Gift Ideas?

The annaul AV Club holiday gift guide may help:

http://www.avclub.com/content/feature/hope_in_a_box_the_a_v_clubs

BiPolar Bear...A Day in the Life

Bi Polar Bear - Collecting Wishes

For those of you who aren't familiar with BiPolar Bear (BPB, Horton & August, etc.), a primer is coming soon. In the meantime, check out this spectacular and hot off the motherfucking presses video by David Seerman (also known as Dee to those who know him...I don't). This is a look at a day in the life of BiPolar Bear, really with terrific accuracy. The song is "Collecting Wishes" off August's instrumental opus The Creep, which you can get for free here. The BPB LP Strange Passengers is also available for free here.

Mashups [Cont.]

Personal favorite: The Knife

take a free ride

Sorry to turn this blog into a Megabus advertisement, but I have round-trip chicago/milwaukee tickets (leaving chi 930am & leaving mil 7pm) every weekday through Dec.14th that I can't use.

If anyone wants any of them hit me: chrisjamesthompson@gmail.com

Speaking of Mashups

This series of Girl Talk videos is amazing.

"What It's All About"



"In Step"



"Like This"

Law Students Are The Coolest!

On Sunday, I sent the following e-mail to my mock trial group (two teams of two) expressing a preference to meet as a group on Friday to make our final preparations for our Saturday trial:

Tehseen and I have discussed this, and we would like to meet with you two on Friday. That way we can run over everything a couple times and debate any objections. Tehseen and I are going to meet on Thursday together and then with our senior partner to go over our case. I think it would a waste of everyone's time to share our "script" with you until after we've done that and made the ensuing revisions.

This is the immediate response of a group member who had previously expressed a preference to meet on Wednesday:

Hi, everyone.

Alex, I think your email is setting a really tense tone for our entire group.

Even Professor Lubet encouraged cooperation and all the 3Ls who have taken it have reiterated that getting together with the opposing counsel is a good idea. The highest grades go to the smoothest running and fastest trials.

As much as you don't want to think so, this is still like a performance. The best way we can EACH show our mastery of the material is to put our best food forward. I don't see any reason why we shouldn't meet and chat.

We're not trying to steal each other's ideas or undermine anyone by cooperating. We're just running through our scripts with each other and giving input-- Oh, I'd object here with X; you'd respond with Y; etc.

It's NOT that much harder in terms of work. It's NOT demanding either. And we will learn a ton from each other. It's actually really helpful and it makes each of our examinations better in terms of quality, how tight our questions are, and how prepared we are.

And another thing-- this is Tehseen and my last "group project" for NU Law. It's not cool to have our last group project become such an unenjoyable and up-tight process.

And if this is all a misunderstanding, can we chat about this? Because this is becoming a really irritating process (not so much the work, but the group interaction) when all Adam and I want to do is make it a better process for everyone.

- Shannon

Lil' Jon Welcomes you to Lazzzzy Town

Get Lazy.

Letterman on the Palin Turkey Fiasco

This woman is a comedy pipeline.

Maybe He Was Holding Out For A Terrorist Fist Jab

Wednesday is almost here!

Guns N' Roses - Better

http://www.theonion.com/content/node/90560

Well apparently everyone has their pre-Thanksgiving reunions. I actually enjoy these for the most part, certainly plenty of folks that you haven't seen in a grip.

That being said, I don't care much for trying to remember people's names after a handful of drinks and then being called out for not knowing. Really? Does anyone win in that scenario? Who feels good after that revelation? I certainly don't need it.

The standard small talk/life update also gets old pretty quickly. Talkin to friends who actually have some interest in what you're up to is great and I'm glad to fill them in. But the inevitable 10-73 convos you'll have with dude from chem com (for us science idiots) or that girl from drivers ed can be a struggle. Maybe it's my fault for failing to have something unique or interesting to say to every person I've ever encountered in my life, but here are the basics you'll get just in case you'd like to go the "say what up and move on" route:

• Still livin in Chi, visit anytime!
• Still workin at the same place, pretty fucking sweet!
• Hey, I got a girl now, she's great. You def gotta meet her, maybe when you visit!
• Holiday plans = sleeping, drinking, sleeping, video games, drinking, dvds, tv, drinking, sleeping, snowballs, sleds, eating, sleeping.
• Yeah, still doin the music thing, bout to drop the next album in the spring. BPB motherfuckers!
• No, my dog who humped your leg back in the day is no longer with us. She had a long and fruitful life. If Uncle L is in the vacinity when this is brought up he will pop some shit and I will punch him in the face. Real talk.
  
• Yeah we're still playing our annual Thanksgiving football game. About 30 people claim they're coming, it'll be the best ever! (four will come)
• Time for a new drink/I'll catch up with ya in a little bit/fake text message or phone call...see ya next year!
  

"Oh yeah. I know you're gonna like this."

In case any of you haven't seen this classic:

What they eat don't make us shit, Real Talk!

I thought I was done posting about Palin...

But this clip is just too priceless to pass up.

Just Your Typical Assault With A Hedgehog

http://www.nzherald.co.nz/nz/news/article.cfm?c_id=1&objectid=10513373

Never too old for a drinking ticket!

So...football Saturday this past week. Colorado State versus New Mexico: a bowl game in the making if I've ever heard of one! For those who don't know, Megan (my girlfriend) is an athletic training staff member at Colorado State, so I get a lot of free tickets. This was a noon game, so, now nearly 26 years old, my ritual has changed since college football Saturdays at UW. Now the ritual includes 17 presses of the snooze button, 3 Pepto Bismol tablets and atleast 3 glasses of water (one fizzing with Alka Seltzer). After that I typically sit in the shower for about half an hour trying to convince myself that 10am is a reasonable time to awake on a weekend, and trying to remember what I did to deserve the beaded butterfly ring I apparently inherited the night before. I used to be the one handing out jello shots at 8am....what has happened? Anyway, I put on enough team (green) colors to be accepted, but not too many to become the creepy old guy in the student section; I grab the remainder of my thirty-pack of High-Life from the night before and head out to tailgate. Of course, a pint of vodka is a necessity for any high-octane social outing, so I stop at my favorite liquor store to grab some McCormick's. Luckily Megan gave me a staff parking pass, so I didn't have to wait in the ridiculously long car line, bordered by every cop in the city. Once in, I immediately slammed half of the pint to give me that baseline buzz necessary for a football game (for those of you unversed--that's 4 shots). Now this stadium, while it is beautifully set against the Rocky Mountains is a glorified high school stadium. Kind of a joke that it is considered Division-1, as it looks more like a remodeled version of the stadium from Varsity Blues. Like any good Wisconsin boy, I strategically place 3 cans of beer (as requested by the friends I was meeting) under my belt, and walk in without a wink. Once in, I proceed to devour the two Johnsonville brats that I bought with the cash I got from the lone stadium ATM before even finding our section....Before going any farther, I should note that the two buddies I met for this game, were both football coaches, 6'4" minimum, and seemingly man's men. Once we get seated in the student section, I immediately notice a group of 18-19 year olds passing around a 1.75 of Canadian whiskey, and decide that it's ok to start drinking. We each grab a can, and for half an hour life is grand: horrible football, a belly of brats, and beer in hand, what could be better? Then, without warning, five officers swarm us, arms behind our backs and escort us out of the section (nevermind the kid smoking a bowl standing five people away from me). We are taken up the stairs where I ask if it was ok to either finish, or throw away my beer? To my utter amazement, the answer is...."No, that's evidence now!" Really?!?! So we're taken into a back room and separated. I kid you not, I'm pushed against a wall, told to get on my knees, interlock my fingers behind my head, and my forehead is pressed against the brick wall. During the full search, I try to explain that I'm 25 years old was just drinking a beer, I'm no threat. They confiscated my phone, jacket and hat. After that, I am forced to take a mug shot (in which I give my best smile). Adding a little much needed humor at this point, these large football coach men's men start shaking. I ask if this is their first run-in with police, and for both of them it is. That helped a little, two alpha-men, shaking in the presence of a drinking ticket while of legal drinking age. However, the humor can only last so long; insult to injury was delivered quickly enough. For bringing a beer can into a college football game at 25 years old I was given a Class 2 Misdemeanor....I shit you not. I have a mandatory court date in a month, and hopefully this hick-town judge will realize that meth is probably a better way to accumulate his court fees. To top it all off, while being escorted off the premises in cuffs (yes I was cuffed) I run into two of Megan's athlete's and one of their 5 year old nephews. The end of the parade was given finality when I asked for my belongings to be returned, and upon return the officer asks, "So, just for my notes, it was a can of Miller High Life, right?" To which I reply, "I told you I was from Wisconsin didn't I?!?!" So come December 15, me and my can of Miller High Life will appear before a judge to argue that this was the most ridiculous violation of the law that I have ever been cited for, and I was never read my rights! This just goes to show that you are never too old to get a drinking ticket!! Misdemeanor......FUCK THAT!!!!

Need Some Help, Friends

Hello friendly-friends and friendly-friends of friends,

I'm looking for some help in the form of critical feedback on a film I've been editing for the past year. The film is called 'The Making of The Pool' and will eventually be a special feature on the DVD for The Pool, to be released next year.

Basically, I'd love to have some of you watch it and tell me what parts are interesting, which parts are confusing, which parts are boring, etc...

If you're not a fan of these 'making-of' featurettes on DVDs this probably isn't for you, but if you are interested (and have 70 minutes to burn), drop me an email with your address and I'll mail you a DVD.

chrisjamesthompson@gmail.com

Love!

Futbol

Prince on Politics

"So here’s how it is: you’ve got the Republicans, and basically they want to live according to this.” He pointed to a Bible. “But there’s the problem of interpretation, and you’ve got some churches, some people, basically doing things and saying it comes from here, but it doesn’t. And then on the opposite end of the spectrum you’ve got blue, you’ve got the Democrats, and they’re, like, ‘You can do whatever you want.’ Gay marriage, whatever. But neither of them is right.”

Not Counting those "phone words"

http://gingeranyhow.com/textmessages.html

Hell hath no fury

like a law student about to lose his notes.

Barbaric

This is a little old but it's new to me. Fuck Hillary, Byrd should be Secretary of State.

Girly Mouth

What ever happened to that phrase? How did we let that gem slip from our collective vocabulary? Who brought us that gift, Leonard? Anyways, that's one of the the things that's inexplicably crossed my consciousness while riding the Metro, which is packed literally worse than New York or London at their worst-I was spooning, in my tennis shorts, a very fat Chilean woman the other day and I know she could feel my bananafish because her and her friends were giggling. This is not what I came here to write about.



In fact, I didn't come to write anything at all, rather, simply to give a big what it smell like to all yalls. As I've got to meet people down here and the spanish has improved, and I've realized what little time I'd scheduled for Santiago, and that I have to go to mf'n Starbucks, which is possibly more expensive here-I don't know how the fuck that works, to get wireless I've neglected my time online. If you want to see a good example of this, and I don't really know why you would, you can go to sosuperspecialblog@blogspot and see the saddest attempted blog launch ever. Maybe in Buenos Aires I'll be better.


Anyways, this is more than I planned on writing, and I have to go call this Chilean girl so we can exhaustingly struggle through attempting to communicate and then hopefully fuck. I miss yall, the only time I've felt homesick at all was the night-sweet morning after the election. Thanks for all the posts, ew, and also check this track 'Obama: by Super Golden,' they're a legitimate afrofunk band that was at Pitchfork this year and put out this track a year or so ago...I think. Anyways, it's fun and worth a listen, even if it costs you 99 cents, come on all you 'world music' sceptics this one is gauranteed fun. Alright, whatever, you're going to download it, good for you, go fuck yourself, I'm sick of talking about, I haven't even listened to it that much. Anyways, what I was going to write about the election was that I had a fairly awkward moment of chocking up\letting a few tears out while I was alone in an internet cafe with the attendant

quizzically watching me.

Alright homies, and lone female, keep it gully, real in the field, be easy and may God bless America.

EAsy.

SEMTEX TV: DELA SOUL, MOS DEF, NAS, WILL I AM, KANYE WEST, DAMON ALBARN ROC THE MIC @ THE G.O.O.D. MUSIC AFTER PARTY, LONDON, UK from DJ SEMTEX on Vimeo.

De La Soul, Nas, Will.i.am, Mos Def, and Damon Albarn freestyle care of Pitchfork.

Olbermann on Propostion 8

Wow. Well said.

Worst. Application. Ever.

I guess I'm not going to work for the Obama administration, after all.

Electronic communications: If you have ever sent an electronic communication, including but not limited to an e-mail, text message, or instant message that could suggest a conflict of interest or be a potential source of embarassment to you, your family, or the Presiodent-Elect if it were made public, please describe.

http://graphics8.nytimes.com/packages/pdf/national/13apply_questionnaire.pdf

SLAM

Hippity hop infiltrates cable/whitepeopleblackpeople

(This might be a sexual fantasy I have of Williams?)

KJ on Colbert

And just in case you forgot how dope he was on the court...

Obama Election Night Photos

http://flickr.com/photos/barackobamadotcom/sets/72157608716313371/show/

Well, it's been just over a week and this is still fun. The pics taken on stage don't vary too much from those pretty widely circulated, but a cool look behind the scenes, particularly in the moments leading up the the speech.

Update: go to this link to get versions of the photos that you can save.

((Transcription from Previous Post))

"Yo Yo.
What up Josh Williams?
Bring your skills back to the beer pong table!
I'll smoke you and then dump you in the pool behind our apartment, bitch.
Fuck you, weak-ass; I'll spit on you.
Yeah, get inside you weak-ass turd.
Stop spittin' on that girl who shows her titties in The City!
Uggggh, dirty!
We all seen her, shit!
Yo - weak ass hoe?
This has got a big-ass faggot over here, red-shirt motherfucker.
Stick my dick in that ass, faggot!
Oh!
Give me a drink y'all Bitches!
Y'all some cheap-ass motherfuckers, Stoli ass-smoking.
I'll smoke your ass like a shit cigar you fuckers!
Hey! Step over here and I'll pump you up, baby!
Get the fuck over here.
Hey get me a drink before I smoke y'all!
Y'all wanna see my 45?
Hey - come here, come here - know what I'm sayin?
Come here, give me that beer, know what I'm sayin?!
Hey give me that drink - know what I'm sayin?!
Hey give me that beer, what I'm sayin?!
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey!
Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo!
Alright, that's it.
I'm out, baby.
One love.
Peace.
Peace in the Middle East.
Rain in Spain says Man Leigh in the Plane.
Ya know what I'm sayin?
Y'all can feel me?
Y'all know what I'm sayin?
I'm bout to go blaze these guns in fooseball.
Some Custies.
I see a guy with a faux-hawk over there.
Yo, when's the new dartboard over here?
We haven't had a dartboard hanging up in over a week, because that shit is so bunk.
That shit is sooo bunk!
We get a new dartboard as soon as we get a new apartment, which we don't even got yet.
We ain't got an apartment.
We gonna live at Josh William's mother's house!
In about a month and a half, he'll have four dudes living in his bedroom!
Cuz, uh, we don't got shit!
We ain't got shit!
We gonna be living in Josh's house driving here from the Zoo everyday to go to class!
Yo I'm talking the Zoo, dog!
We got... shit!
We're out, we're out, we're out, we're out!
Hit me up, Hit me up!
Peace."

The Lost Tapes: J Wilson Raw & Uncut...Horton Droppin' Gems

The year was 2005 and the summer was in full swing. Some of us had just experienced the joy of college graduation and were relishing the final months before we had to do some productive shit with ourselves. Many of us, however, were a step behind, getting ready for the 5th year of school by drinking as many consecutive summer days as possible. Thomps, one of the more ambitious of the crew, was working on a "school project" in the middle of July! What a commitment to the arts.

Alas, this much discussed project, which involved recording the profound words of his drunk friends on the hot summer nights of Madison, disappeared both physically and in the conscious of the subjects (alcohol/time induced)...until today.

Yes, over three years later, with some of us married and with children (ok, one or two of us), these lost treasures of yesteryear have resurfaced. While the vaults are large, we are kicking this off in a special manner.

The setting for both clips: July, 2005 at the Memorial Union in Madison for a Heiruspecs show. Drunks folks all around and mics to record the festivities = beautiful results.


Horton & Ramirez - Sampling and Bullshit

This first clip finds long-lost buddies talking the art of sampling. Ramirez kicks it off with "I'm agreeing, I'm understanding, I'm feeling..." and I think we know where he's headed. Horton the Drunk Guy follows up with his feelings on relationships and music, and drops some gems on the art of sampling. A fun slice of life from these two.


J Wilson -I'll Smoke Your Ass Like a Shit Cigar, You Fuckers

Well this one is just a fucking masterpiece. Wilson, immersed in his days of "baby!!" drunkenness is in top form here. With the help of master director Thomps evoking brilliance from his actor, Wilson spits a spoken word piece that touches on friendly competition, provocative female fashion, the risks attached with smoking, the conflict in the Middle East, Custies, Fohawks, dartboards, the housing crisis in Madison and the ethical implications of zoos.

Also, that b pong threat will not go unpunished.

FYI dealy dans

god bless the recession

cheaper gas, and now cheap TV's here

thank jesus and george bush, mutually

Another Great Scene (from the same average movie)

Now that you've seen both of these scenes, you don't need to see the actual movie, see?