I’ll admit to wasting most of yesterday because it’s now reached the part of the NFL season where the entire weekend is wall to wall. Lions-Bears was a classic stinker, but we drank watched it anyway. KC-San Diego was a blowout, but since SP and I are both fans of Alex Smith, we drank enjoyed the spectacle anyway. Every now and then, we’d read each other funny comments from yesterday’s posts, and I’d find news stories that made her go, “WHAAAAAAAT?” We have a drunken happy marriage.

Net Neutrality was last week’s WORLD GONNA END outrage. If you’re still talking about it, you’re not one of the cool kids. To be cool, you have to be talking about TODAY’S outrage, ZOMG THERE’S FORBIDDEN WORDS AT CDC! Of course, as I pointed out yesterday, this only related to budget documents, but isn’t the outrage much sweeter if you can pretend that SERIOUS SCIENTISTS ARE BEING MUZZLED? “Keep political catch-phrases out of budget docs” isn’t nearly as deliciously disastrous-sounding, so make sure that little fact is either not mentioned or buried deep in the news story.

Speaking of outrage, I nominate this as Drama Queen of the Year. FIGHTING FOR HIS LIFE. LITERALLY!!!!

Here’s another shocker: the UN Security Council is about to propose another symbolic toothless resolution about the most important border dispute in the whole world, the one thing with prevents joy, love, and peace from descending on the Islamic world. And a resolution that will get vetoed anyway now that the Obamoids have departed. Can someone remind me what the UN actually does, anyway? And why we send our tax money to them? Well, no matter, here you can see the outrageous massacre of an innocent Arab after he is attacked by filthy Zionists after one of them deliberately runs into his knife. Please, please, please, can we just stay out of this shit?

SP noticed that the pregame, halftime, and postgame TV discussion panels are smaller now and populated by B and C team people. Apparently all the groping stuff has greatly depleted the supply of talking heads. One can only wish this were happening in congress. But hey, we are one step closer. See, sometimes there IS good news.

Amazing, there’s all kinds of bleating when prosecutors do end-arounds for politicos to gather illegally obtained evidence, the same way they do for us Little People.

I was forced to go on a cruise once, which I described as “checking into a crowded hotel with shitty food and expensive drinks and you can’t leave.” I think the ship was called Chicken of the Sea. Our room was infested by bedbugs and I was thoroughly bitten. I was caught trying to lash together some empty drums to improvise a raft to escape TO Cuba. But at least I avoided this.

Shut the fuck up, Frankie.

Old Guy music time. And this is some old guys playing, the original lineup from Jethro Tull from the days when they were still playing interesting music in a British blues sort of vein, reuniting. I played in a couple bands that covered this song- while watching this, my fingers itched and I grabbed my flute to play along, discovering quickly that my muscle memory betrays me when people change the key of a familiar song. Guys, this is supposed to be in G! But still, goddamn, it’s great to see Mick wailing away on that SG.