Let’s get right to this week’s picks. Favored team first, the spread in parentheses, and who I’m picking in bold. Me against Hobbson, loser gets filled with shame (and also donates $20 to the Lance Armstrong Foundation). School is now in session. Let the embarrassment begin.
Archive for November, 2009
The automatic video on indycar.com‘s homepage is here to stay, it seems. Despite the impassioned pleas of every single person who’s been psychologically bludgeoned by it. And guess what? Those rotating ads aren’t going anywhere either. Nor the carbon-fiber background with the trippy electrical currents running wild. Nor the other 8.3 million jarring visuals violently competing for your [...]
As you were.
Being married and all, I’m quite cognizant of the dreaded “backhanded compliment.” Or at least, the always-present potential thereof. Words must chosen carefully in a marriage, and with great prudence. For around every verbal corner lies danger, around every well-intentioned praise lies fury. Because women are crazy, you see. ME: Wow, you look great. Have you [...]
If I’m not mistaken, there’s a press conference of some sort today. I think. Can that be right? Is it today? Hold on. [checks the 472,932 separate emails, Tweets, texts, voicemails, telegrams, and lingering smoke signals sent this week from IndyCar's PR department] Yep. It’s today. 2:00.