This game would still be unwatchable, regardless of the uniforms.

I kinda like the Giants. They ruined New England’s season. Twice. That’s easy to love.

A representative of the least unlikable team in the NFC East:

They cut to Goose down in the sidelines during the game I was watching last week and he wears his Super Bowl ring on his middle finger, which makes no sense.

Even though it had clear commercial advantages and military applications, the GOP may never again promote any public works project on the scale of the Eisenhower Interstate System.

I’ve been greatly enjoying this series of yours.

I’ve always figured this bit from Camus, ironically, gives a pretty good encapsulation of the underlying GOP stance on itself:

Pictured: An artist’s approximation of the incident.

Robert F-ing Wyatt.

The sleeve lists this as having been released in 1974, but I’ve never believed that.

Come on, that dog doesn’t need the extra stress. He was already on edge.

For those who got use to hearing Geno Smith speak with a broken jaw, please allow me to translate:

Actually, between Jacksonville — the Cradle of Tim Tebow — and Washington — owned by anti-PC warrior Dan Snyder — a Jacksonville/Washington Super Bowl might be a conservative’s wet dream and adequate proof of a just and merciful god.

With a little playoff magic, Super Bowl 50 will be Jacksonville vs. Washington.

Gatorade coolers everywhere take great satisfaction in this clip.

From 80s English agitprop agitpop to Christopher Walken dancing. (Which is a great video.)

I listen to my IPod on random a lot. Because I’ve gotten old and impatient, I end up skipping a lot of songs. But there are about two dozen from Alien Lanes and Bee Thousand that I never skip.

Then The Beautiful South after The Housemartins. I’ve listened to The Housemartins for a long time, but I still haven’t quite accepted that Norman Cook was their bass player before he became Fatboy Slim.