My wife was commenting on that today. She was having flashbacks to the days when the only people watching the Saints were my wife, her father, and a couple of guys with bags on their heads.

As a victim of bullying as a kid, I don’t approve of physical violence, even as retaliation for a prank. In this case? Yeah, I’m good. He deserved it. You probably should have kicked him, too.

They need to post about the second Saints’ penalty. Davenport grabs the quarterback with one arm and lands beside him, and got “roughing the passer”. It looks like he tried his damnedest to avoid the penalty. This is the true poster boy for how stupid the rule is.

The blues are still required.

Spa is one of my favorite races, but last week was boring. Today's race at Monza made up for it. 

I’ll see your Dieppe, and raise you Ortona.

Let me tell you a little story about Canadians. During World War I, the troops of two nations were the first victims of poison gas attacks. One of those nations was Canada. The troops of the other nation (rather sensibly) ran for the rear. The Canadians pissed on pieces of cloth, tied them to their faces, and fought…

Simultaneously, thousands of people learned about the service called Wag, and learned never to use the service called Wag. Somewhere there is a marketing major polishing their resume and wondering if they should add their stint at Wag, or just claim to be backpacking in Europe for the last six months.

Yeah, I read highlights of the Falcons one to my wife and we had a good laugh. I then started reading this one and soon regretted it. As my son said, “I remember when these were funny” in reference to the one I just read for the Falcons.

This is so stupid. Only an idiot would believe that the CIA could possibly have “nanites” in the first place. The CIA is an organization that spies on foreign governments. It’s Majestic-12 that has the nanites.

Exactly. Look at what happened to the peaceful White Rose Society in Nazi Germany. Spoiler: it wasn't pretty, largely consisting of beheadings from a Nazi guillotine.

He played for my son’s high school. From what I remember from seeing him on local TV, he seemed like a good kid who was raised right by his parents. He was on the plane to Cleveland soon after he was picked. He was a good kid, so of course he disappeared within the NFL.

Grew up in Canada. Lived in Canada for 35 years. Never once called a zucchini a “courgette”. But, I wasn’t born in Canada. I was born in Scotland, which I guess just adds to the confusion.

With Marvin rated so low, I can't share this list with my friends. They would just point at me and laugh. I mean, more than they usually do.

I’m going to bring this up the next time someone complains about F1 stewards taking too long to reach a decision.

Better known as the “large, one topping” pizza.

Mules were used in World War II, particularly in the Italian theater (and are still used by Special Forces in Afghanistan). Any animal that helped us beat Nazis is, indeed, a good boy.

We say the same thing here in West Monroe, Louisiana. It’s due to the paper mill. The best analogy I can give for the smell is burned brussel sprouts.

I’m afraid, for me, it’s always going to be “too soon”.

So, it boils down to, “They tricked me into it,” “I was taken out of context,” and “They didn’t fire me, I quit.” All that’s missing is “I was drunk at the time,” “The dog ate my homework,” and “I bought it for you, honey” for a full card of lame excuse bingo.