Kind of a toss up for me.

With this team, you figure his liver's not in great shape either.

I very much want to hear you on a live broadcast. My bet is that shades of Koblin's stammering deer-in-the-headlights interview would be immediately evident.

“hip, cool corporations”

As much as I don't want to see this happen, it's still early in his career.

Barry, you can't reference one of life's true maxims right after telling us about your fantasy team.

That's not really the point though.

Yep. Was thinking this exact same thing.

My Vikings played the Broncos much closer than the Pack did.

Can you provide more insight into how you're feeling about this? How about your friends, are they handling it well?

I’ve basically gotten to the point of showering after every shit. I’m pretty scheduled so it’s usually before my morning shower, but if I sneak in a nighter, I’ll probably jump in for a quick rinse.

This made me laugh way more than it rightfully should.

The nice thing about being white and male is that I don't really need to vote or be engaged in politics. Things just kind of take care of themselves for me.

I feel like I’ve stumbled into an injoke that I wasn’t invited to but was taking place in front of me. I don’t know how to feel about any of this.

Vintage Shoe Company out of Chicago makes fantastic boots. Expensive, but worth it. I have the Vaughn Chukkas, and I love them.

I had a Taurus last week when I was on the road for work. Great car for long road cruising. I had never experienced the infamous Sync before, but I had my doubts.

I really like the cut of your jib.

I eat a significant amount of red meat, a solid helping of bacon and sausage and the odd hot dog here and there (though all of them are cured naturally with celery salt, not that it likely matters).

My first car was a ‘92 Cavi, my wife had a ‘91 Z24, and I agree I always thought (and somewhat still think) these are attractive cars.

The Oxford is a pretty good barometer to your success in many industries. The more bland (but subtly varied!) Oxfords you have hanging in your closet (or that you've GOT to remember to pick up from the dry cleaners after work), the higher up the corporate food chain you probably are.