TC the Terrible NOW Saber Squelch

Just when I was sitting down to rant on the NFL Network giving in to the pressure of Congress to share the Pats-Giants game with the world, I found this:

Awesome, now the entire country can hear how pathetically God-awful Bryant Gumbel is.

“Brady throws ‘THIS SIDE’ to Moss, and he ‘FIGURES TO HAVE’ ‘ALMOST’ ‘WHAT APPEARS TO BE’ a first down.”

Posted by: Lee | December 26, 2007 05:33 PM

That my friends is as close to the truth as you can get in mass media today.  I wish Lee had addressed that Prick-with-no-balls Chris Collinsworth while he was at it.  Those two are the worst combination in a broadcast booth since Mean Gene and Jesse the Body announced an XFL game back in the day.  Two drunks with hair lips could do a better job with the game.

I hope to hell that there’s radio coverage of the game.  Then I can have the game on the High Def set, while listening to real broadcasters covering the game.

Not even Santa can take another minute of this Christmas season. At least not without a little “pumping up” from Mrs. Claus and the elves. Maybe it’s all the warm weather and green grass in December that did him in. Or maybe it was all the booze and bad movies that pushed him over the edge.

For me, it was the pre-mature arrival of my in-laws. They got here two Bloody Marys ahead of schedule today. The Mother-in-Law is ok as she is a genuinely sweet person and might be nominated for sainthood some day. The lazy, ignorant, fat ass that she’s married to is the biggest waste of a cum shot known to mankind. And that’s me being nice about it. He has exactly zero redeeming features. None. Nada.  Zip.  Zero.  If I sat at the keyboard all day I couldn’t give you a good reason for his existence.  He’s a shit bag that’s over-stuffed and overflowing.

But, it’s only two days.  Then we can have the house dis-infected.   And to make THE WOMAN happy I can put up with a lot of shit.  But so help me if he bitches once about having to sleep on the futon in the spare bedroom there will be a killing in our house.

This IS NOT safe for work.

Ok, I warned you. Which is more than I got, so be greatful for small favors.

Yeah, I know that is grosser than all hell.  It shows what kind of sick friends that I have for thinking that I’d enjoy that type of thing.  It also shows what kind of sick fuck I am for foisting it on the rest of you.

I’ll make it up to you with some skin shots of Jessica Alba, or Britney cooter pics over the Christmas break.  Maybe.

It’s that weird time of year when everything should be slowing down, but it’s not.  My Christmas shopping has been done for about a month now.  The gifts that needed to be shipped should be at their destinations by now.  All is good on that front.

The house is a bit quieter now as SDFM has gone back to Memphis for a while.  She’ll end up back in NOVA but I’m not sure exactly when.  THE WOMAN thinks March at the latest, I’m thinking that it won’t be until the summer.

Work is a pain because of all the people that I can’t find when I need them (off for the holidays) and all the work that still needs to be done.  It’s like half the office fell off the face of the Earth while the other half suddenly has urgent deadlines.

I blew off the office for a couple of days myself.  The only real work I did (besides that, and that’s too much fun to be called work) was cut out a Pinewood Derby car and go see a movie.  I AM LEGEND is a strange movie.  On the one hand it shows how great an actor Will Smith has become since his Fresh Prince days.  But on the other hand it had a very un-satisfying ending.  It was almost as if the director, while making a great movie, realized that he was almost out of money and decided to wrap up before he went bust.  A damned shame really as the movie was headed into classic territory until the final 20 minutes.