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:
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?
You know, the historic one.1
The Philadelphia Flyers have already made history. They’re now the sixth team in NHL history to lose the first three games of a series, and come back to force a Game 7. Two teams have actually managed to win the series, and the Flyers hope to be the third. This puts me in an uncomfortable position.2 I find the Flyers to be a generally unlikable team, anchored by the twin pillars of D-Baggery, Misters Carcillo and Pronger. The city of Philadelphia has already broken the Curse of Billy Penn, so they don’t exactly deserve a break because of a title drought. Then again, neither does Boston, and I can’t say they’re that much of a likable bunch either. (Unless of course, you do enjoy cheering for Satan. Which I do.) And I do like cheering for history. . . but I’m still not going to say it. So good luck to you, winner of Friday night’s puck game. May you lose to the Canadiens, preferably in four.
Speaking of Les Habitantes. wadE asked me what I thought of the Penguins and Baby Jesus Crosby finally getting knocked out (in last night’s other Game 7). I think the short answer is that they finally got tired, after two straight years of being in the Finals, plus having quite a few Olympians playing extra games this year. And it doesn’t hurt that they ran into Jaroslav Halak, who’s doing his very best Cam Ward impression.3
Going forward from here, I’d love to see a Hawks-Habs series for the Cup. Bonus points regardless if Hossa loses in the finals for a third straight year.
