Jags fans only say "Jags" because their Facebook statuses normally say, "Can't wait to leave the Jags game so I can go home and watch the Gator game on the DVR."

If I wanted shit on my chest, I'd go to Cleveland.

"Better now than later."

The person who tweeted this probably just ate a spoon full of peanut butter.

Hey look! It's that thing I said I was going to write that I finally finished even though the Kinja formatting crapped out on me at the last second!

It's supposed to come out the week after Detox.

Wait, what? He grew up in Boca Raton and went to Miami.

And he loves Slayer.

Giants: Conor Orr, Star-Ledger

If anyone cares to read my shameless plugs, please stay tuned to my DUAN posts either tomorrow or Thursday night, as I will be posting my totally not ripped-off idea from Pitchfork of my favorite albums/mixtapes from the first five years of this glorious decade.

There's a Hall and Oates song on the playlist at work. It came on today and I heard a customer say, "I can't stand Hall and Oates. Not now and not in the 80s."

YEAH, GREG.

Goddammit, we are.

Couldn't he just publish his album notes and achieve the same result?

As someone who lives in south Florida, where there's two seasons: warm and hotter than the face of the Sun, I have one response to you, Greg...

Ramirez: You really gotta turn your hips for better follow through.

I actually just saw them a few minutes ago. One in particular made a point to show they're real by matching them up to photos of her at red carpet events, highlighting certain distinct freckles/moles/etc.

You, sir, get a +1.

Is it bad that the only reaction I had to that was, "OMG THERE'S AUBREY PLAZA PICS FLOATING AROUND OUT THERE?!?!?1111?!?!1?!??"

Skirt steak has gotten stupid expensive for such a simple cut. Maybe it's just the area I'm in, but in some places is as expensive as thin cut Strip.