From this Newsweek article, about how photojournalists feel it’s possible that BP and the Coast Guard are being overly restrictive towards who gains access to the affected areas of the Gulf Coast:

Some Gulf Coast watermen find BP’s desire to limit press access obvious. “If there was a major fire in a warehouse, would you let reporters go inside and start taking pictures?” asks Peace Marvel, a charter-boat captain in Venice, La.

Pardon? I didn’t realize BP owned the Gulf of Mexico. Then again, I suppose with the massive profits they make, they probably could buy it. Nor is this an official dumb statement (though there have been plenty of those). I do think it’s fair to be skeptical about BP’s intent here – then again, I’m a skeptic by nature. Thoughts?

I’m not usually a big fan of these advice type articles. I’m of the opinion that diet advice boils down to the following phrase: Eat less. Work out more. That said, I think this is worth a look, both because of the startling badness of some of these concoctions, and the clever imagery with which they’re presented. So go ahead, have a look:

The 20 Worst Drinks in America.

Naturally, Poz says it better than I ever could. ‘Heart attack at 37′ is certainly a sobering phrase, and we should all take the time, perhaps, to celebrate life like it’s Lima Time.

In that spirit, I’d like to open the commenting floor to Wade A, who had the good fortune of believing in the magic of Jose Lima during the first round of our 2000 fantasy baseball draft.

It’s apparently the 30th Anniversary of the release of The Empire Strikes Back, a fact which Spike TV is using to run a Star Wars marathon all weekend. So that’s cool.

But here’s a fact I wasn’t aware of: George Lucas didn’t write the screenplay. He wrote the story, but two other writers did the screenplay.

Naturally, I will be using this fact to support my preference that Empire is the best movie of the six. I couldn’t put my finger totally on it before now, but could it be because the dialog is just a little bit better in Empire?

In any case. Happy Anniversary, Empire. You’re lookin’ pretty good for 30.

This would have been a feel-good story. A random group of folks decides to pull together content and publish a magazine, an actual thing, in 48 hours, with the theme of ‘Hustle’. It works, and finds some pretty decent critical review.

And then CBS sues them for infringing on the brand of their 48 Hours news magazine programming.

I realize that we’ve turned into a vulture society, where people can make a lot of money for doing absolutely nothing (c.f. Wall Street geniuses making millions by buying and selling abstract concepts) . . . but this kind of lawyering drives me batty. Since when does CBS get to own the idea of a time span of two days?