To be honest, I don’t get the appeal of wrestling to adult men. As a child, I watched tons of WWF, my most vivid memory of it being my dad muttering “Why is he watching this faggot shit?” in Greek under his breath every time he walked in the room. […]
Back in November 2010, in the wake of the Redskins humiliating 28-59 loss to the Eagles in front of a national audience (to go the analogy route, normal football loss : Redskins loss to the Eagles :: Desert Storm : World War II), Dave McKenna of the Washington City Paper […]
When it comes to memories of my life that predate my getting hair down there, there’s precious little I recall. I owned a red bike with weird plastic plates over the spokes that I thought looked cool but made it a bitch to pump the tires. I loved pizza day […]
Continuing my long, proud tradition of reviewing movies weeks after their release date, I wanted to say a few words about No Strings Attached, which I caught over the weekend. (Before we proceed, no, I didn’t spontaneously grow a pair of meat drapes and up and go to this film […]
