I have a Saab story. Early 1984, I’ve been driving for a little less than a year, I was driving a Dodge Aspen wagon, maybe a 76-77 or so, cream colored, beige interior with one of those amazingly unreliable V-8 powerhouse engines. The thing was crumbling, lots of rust but when it was running it ran great and at that…

Everyone’s acting like this Wentz guy is a “sure thing” and he isn’t, not by a stretch. North Dakota State? Uh, the NFL is a slightly higher level than he’s ever encountered before, to say the least.

It’s all so obviously contrived and fake, just like their music. The endless fawning over her latest collection of wildly overrated pop tunes is just unreal. I thought the Super Bowl was bad, when she was hailed as the savior of black women everywhere because her backup dancers were wearing jaunty hats, but this is…