Rene, if you're out there: I think I love you.

Blindness and death are both refreshing, in the sense that a change is as good as a rest.

That is so fucking juvenile. I love it dearly.

I know it's early yet, but the fact that no one has turned up to say "'Some people are fans of the Tennessee Titians. But many, many are not' this is terribel writing u aren idiot i'll never love again" is testament to just how little anyone gives a shit about this team.

Any article that includes a true story involving weeping in a tuba locker and an anonymous pathologist directing me to remove my tinfoil hat is alright in my book.

Addendum: except when you are in possession of a live coconut, chop the top off, pour out or drink about half the coconut milk, and then fill the rest of the coconut with rum and drink the resulting mixture with a straw. Then it is fucking awesome.

There's definitely a downside to people not getting involved in each other's business, which is a tendency to stand by while awful stuff goes down. The flip side, of course, is being able to go about your business without having to explain yourself unless what you're doing is obviously damaging or illegal. And, of…

I now call upon Lady Sparrow, if you're out there, to rank "eating chips off the train floor" drunk versus "armed to the teeth and brandishing a soiled baby at Jack in the Box" drunk.

Wait, Richard Dawkins works for ESPN now?

We generally consider our capacity for sophisticated communication to be amongst humanity's finest and more essential qualities. Aristotle admonished us that we are social animals, and he knew what he was about (and it wasn't just buggery, although it certainly was that). Humans are inherently unique and yet in…

PSA:

In rugby, players do violence to each other in an attempt to gain possession of the ball. In this sport, players do violence to each other, and there is also a ball.

Clarification appreciated and not necessary; I didn't take it amiss. What we're getting at, I think, is that there's a commonality to the kinds of oddity you run into throughout the West - the kind of crazy people go when they're not around other folks very often, and even when they are, there's a cultural ethic that…

If Stephen A. Smith's entire family isn't ashamed of him, it might be time to do so some serious soul-searching.

Terrific rendition of a semi-literate Roger Goodell. Full marks.

Beaten to the punch! Oi, phrasing. I'll try again...I was too slow on the draw! Eh, better, but still...screw it, it'll have to do. Point is, this round to you, hatch.

I have, but that's not the point. The point is that, in addition to the social ills you just mentioned, this state also often mixes a heady cocktail of just goddamn strange.

No one has a monopoly on strange. We just do it very well. Thanks for the Idaho stories. Those were, indeed, weird.

It's extremely New Mexican in that it lacks the edge of malice or sinister intent that characterizes so many stories from, say, Florida (not that we can't do awful out here, as well), and is strong on that most New Mexican of qualities: total inexplicability.

Yeah, almost a year ago. Antoinette is running it now, I think. Carne adovada is still as good as it ever was. If they were open at 5am, I'd definitely turn up drunk as balls, armed to the teeth, and brandishing a soiled infant.