Cugalabanza

I understand that Bon Jovi is being considered for induction to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. I think this is a very bad sign for humanity. Bon Jovi is so lame, it's hard for me to even think about it in the right perspective. Inevitably, I think about the vastness of the universe. I imagine thousands of civilizations of intelligent life on distant isolated planets that have come and gone long ago. I imagine that in each of these civilizations, there was a turning point in their history when their evolutionary relevance began to wane. And that for each there was a period of decline, during which there were many tell-tale signs of the impending unavoidable extinction. I think that if an anthropoligist could observe and compare the histories of all these doomed civilizations, they could pinpoint in each one a definitive "Bon Jovi" moment which marked the critical point of no return.

I recognize the words you're using as words from the English language. And I know the meanings of these words. However, I do not understand why you've placed them together here at this time. As I consider this unlikely word pairing, an image is conjured, but beyond that I cannot make out the relevance or purpose of such an utterance. I can only conclude that you are either a poetic genius or a senseless raving moron.

I don't think Elmo has any authority on the subject what kind of attire is appropriate. He doesn't even wear pants!

Wow, I guess I'm all alone on this one. It really is a good movie though. I'm not making it up.

That's excellent. The Tom Waits one made me laugh. ("Captain Beefheart for girls") Here's mine... Led Zeppelin: 1 Willie Dixon. 2 &4 J.R.R. Tolkien. 3 Roy Harper. 5-8 They have their own airplane. 9 John Paul Jones. 10 Oh, here's some more old crap we found.

Gladdest of tidings on this first day of Fall! Make sure your freshly painted rutabagas are prominently displayed for the neighborhood kids to heckle at and explode with cherry bombs in your mailbox. Namaste! :beer:

I honestly don't know. For the answer to that, we'd have to see the transcript from Chan Gailey's late night hunched-over, head-in-hands mumble-to-himself sessions. I imagine it's something along the lines of, "Oh, sweet Jesus, what have I got myself into. No talent, no effort. I've made a terrible mistake!" In that vein.

That's the benefit of drinking the good stuff! "Sad to drinking to perplexed in 30 seconds!" Jameson should take that as their new slogan!

I don't put no damn bag over my head for nuthin'! I'm a Bills fan. Anybody doesn't like it, they can go take a flying !@#$ at a rolling donut!

Not directly. For me, it's a shot at all the crappy elements of my life which prevent me from getting everything I want. So, I guess you could say Ralph is included in that.

No, it's not possible. These players and coaches are working for their lives. It's the highest level of sports. There's no such thing as tanking it. The idea of lose-on-purpose-now to get-draft-picks-later thing is a myth!

Yes. I haven't listened to them in a while though. Maybe it's time to revisit. I didn't know they were still performing.

But we do not ever give up, the true fans. That is all.

Truly and seriously though... Mead, I hope your Mom is doing well.

Also: I just noticed that the two reviews on IMdB are lame. They both refer to the movie as "sad." That's not the feeling I got from it at all. I thought it was a totally life-affirming story of a kick-ass old bastard who went through a bunch of difficult stuff and then decided to get some joy from life.

Highly recommended. I just watched it. It's playing again on Sundance tonight at 12:25. Worth a recording. Really fun story about this old rogue Texan who started robbing banks in his 80's. Maybe I've had too much wine, but I found myself saying "rock on, you magnificent bastard!" EDIT: D'oh! I can't figure out how to edit the thread title. It's called This is Not a Robbery.

Dammit, I meant to record it but forgot. I can't believe that people actually were debating whether or not the whole thing was an act. I can't believe Roger Ebert, for example, reviewed the movie as if it were a true documentary. What a squarehead.

Granted. They are spectacular (and I've never even used the word spectacular before). I still say it is more accurate to refer to her in all instances as Katy Perry's Boobs. Actually, the most appropriate name would be Katy Perry('s boobs).

I think Katy Perry should change her name to Katy Perry's Boobs. Because, honestly, there is no other aspect of her being that is worthy of mentioning.

Speaking of Arsenio Hall, I saw him on tv recently shilling for one of those Get Cash Now! scams. Best work he's done since Coming to America.

I bet you can get a really great hooker for 10 grand. I would totally do that if I were filthy rich. Especially if I found myself married to Stimpy's friend Ren.

By the way, DirecTV is a horrible, soulless company run by evil morons. They are sons of motherless goats. They should die of gonorrhea and rot in hell. I hereby put a curse on them: May they develop super-sensitive taste buds on their rectums and insatiable appetites for canned chili.

These embedded YouTube clips are making my thread-viewing experience less tidy.

Tell me about it. A real man watches football. Buncha men running around in tights on a field tackling each other.

Yes, already paid in full. CC grievance is one way I'm prepared to go. Before that, I'll calmly make a nuisance of myself to their customer service and whatever supervisors and try to appeal to the notion of fairness. If DTV still flatly refuses to help me, I'll go after them in other ways. Also, I will spread the word of their terrible policies and services to all who will listen.