Rams-Patriots Super Bowl rematch? No thanks and here’s why

My head could have sunk into the ping-pong table. I was glued to the screen and each pixel-aided movement occurring on it. The setting: Hatch Hall in Columbia, Missouri. The year: Feb. 3, 2002. My 20th birthday. The game: The St. Louis Rams and New England Patriots. The Super Bowl. There I was, watching and … More Rams-Patriots Super Bowl rematch? No thanks and here’s why

Here’s What I Know, Volume #12: Soccer, NFL-less, and Harvey filth

Live from Courtesy Diner on Kingshighway after a seven hour Uber shift, let’s talk. ~How about that USA soccer team?  Disclaimer: I care as much about soccer as I do the safe passage of decaf coffee towards my table. Fine sport and all, but there’s only so much time in the world to play with, … More Here’s What I Know, Volume #12: Soccer, NFL-less, and Harvey filth

Here’s What I Know, Volume 7: The end of Chucky Cheese, Unbreakable 2, Kingdom BS, and Big Mac hate 

Chucky Cheese needs to die. With no offense to the poor fellow who roams around in that fucking suit, the establishment is an absolute shit hole. Imagine a place where the bottom of the human species barrel hangs out, and then think lower.  Hold on. Fuck the guy who wears the suit; the asshat was … More Here’s What I Know, Volume 7: The end of Chucky Cheese, Unbreakable 2, Kingdom BS, and Big Mac hate