I sense a flaw in your logic. The NCAA is a non-profit. There is no profit. They funnel that money to the directors and administrators in the form of lavish salaries and perks instead of sitting in the NCAA coffers. But the NCAA does not profit from those likenesses.

I want to buy a bag of M&M’s that contains all possible flavors in one big mix-and-match orgy of deliciousness. (Whether it contains those novelty seasonal flavors [seriously, pumpkin spice latte flavor, wtf?] can be open to discussion.) You just rip a bag open, up end it over a bowl, and it would be a party.

Search me.

I’m also tired of artists who feel the need to be as super-weird as possible at all times, with bizarre outfits and face paint (see: Tune Yards/Merril Garbus) as if it’s some kind of deep artistic statement despite it not really meaning anything.

The truth is that all sorts of weirdos get to be pop stars nowadays...

I think I saw him on TV once. He had a pal named Squiggy.

GIVE ME LIBERTY or let me whine ineffectually on the internet about how mad my lack of liberty makes me.

I dated Miss Polaroid for awhile in middle school. She developed really early.

Yes, but why? drugs? Messy divorce? Found God? The world finally woke up to the fact even his good characters were thoroughly played and he only had two of those?

When I was a kid I saw Moonraker in the theater and loved it. I saw it again in college and thought, “what the hell was I thinking??”

So what the fudge ever happened to Mike Meyers, anyway? I know Love Guru was bad, but career killing bad?

You know that cover was produced by some unpaid political science intern who lied about having artistic and layout skills on his resume.

Not enough sexual hypocrisy.

So? The legal threshold is not 100% of the disparaged group, but a significant portion of the general population of the targeted group. The complainants in the Redskins case proved that to the PTO’s satisfaction. Whether it stands up on appeal is another story.

Exactly. Start lecturing a new fan on what is and is not a legal catch and they’ll stop you half-way through and go back to rugby.

I think we have seen for decades just how much abuse NFL fans, especially season ticket holders, will put up with. Sure a few will whine, moan, and shout on local sports radio call in programs, but they’ll still pry their wallets open for a seat license, $2oo jersey, and $8 for two fingers of shitty beer come game…

Maybe it was constantly recycled, like those champagne punch fountains at weddings or the chocolate waterfall at Golden Corral.

See, like, that’s the thing. I think people who get that via in-law are getting like the ass-end of the deal.

Make it Betamax and it’s comedy gold.

I have an in-law like that. I have been trapped at a table by him swearing he knows a guy that knows where Noah’s Ark is and has a piece of it. Or one Christmas he went on a tirade about how he knew the end times were coming because our lifespans were getting shorter and shorter compared to Biblical times when people…