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Who didn’t shoot? J.R.

Federal law they quoted and policy are two entirely separate things. BTW, love the Midnight Madness reference.

My wife and I have flown Southwest with our son many times (we’re all white, if that matters), and the airline’s explicit policy, which has been enforced every time we fly, is that if your child is under two years old, we must show them his birth certificate (either the original or a copy). It’s always been strictly

I thought it was standard to bring birth certificates for little kids? Or does the passport usually suffice in place of that? We use the certificates every time we fly, but I’m not sure if it’s strictly required or not.

The Coke Lot two days before the race is what I think the end of days will be. Padlocks on public toilets. Damon Bailey jerseys. Purdue and IU fans living together. Mass hysteria!

I thought Drew was supposed to be on vacation, not going all Serpico for an article..

Great idea - the last time nukes and reptiles were mixed, it turned out oh so well:

I’m pretty sure most people knew Joe DiMaggio at the time... he played at a time when baseball really was America’s pastime, he played for killer Yankee teams, and most importantly (by a long shot), he married Marilyn Monroe, who had a whole industry behind her pushing the movie star/sports hero angle.

You know the guy in Happy Gilmore that really wants to take Shooter McGavin to the Sizzler?

Dude, I live in L.A. and there was a week a year ago where I kept having to drive back and forth from L.A. to San Bernardino, passing through San Dimas. And every time, no matter what, I would almost involuntarily shout “SAN DIMAS HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL RULES!” because....well I had to.

“As of yet, there’s no clarity on the reason for his glove-corn...”

Personally, I’m not a big fan of Superman. It’s too hard to find a fine rat for this fine cat to catch. You end up in magic fairytale la-la land to get stories.

And finally, there’s Sly and the Family Stone. They’re not really superheroes, though. More just like everyday people. 

I recently stumbled onto this and it changed my life:

the highlight of going to Venice Beach was being on the court where the hoops scenes were filmed. The players I was with weren’t born when the movie came out and had no idea what I was talking about when I asked when the King and Duck were playing.

I hate this remote. I’ll take clicky buttons anytime over the touchpad.

Who was Babe Roooth?