This mockery of New Yorkers’ super-heated parochialism is fair enough (I say that with sincerity; I lived in New York for a number of years, during which I was at my least tolerable), but let’s not lose sight of the essential genius of the question why does this corned beef not taste like the corned beef I had in New…

Centenarians, ranked:

Has “squad” replaced “crew”? Also, has the price of lifting-gas finally declined, or must I continue to keep my dirigible in grounded storage?

Field of Creamed

Alright, alright. Fine. This is all fair enough. I now call upon the collective wisdom of this assembly for ideas for a light shoe, suitable for hot weather, that is neither a sneaker nor a goddamn boat shoe, and open the floor thereto.

On one occasion during my riotous youth I went out with friends and, not to put too fine a point on it, we drank ourselves into a street rummy. I awoke the next morning beneath my bed, half-clothed, and nursing a stomach that ached very badly (but only, I initially assumed, because every other part of me did and it…

You might also have informed them that Jesus Christ would like a word.

Duke people being contemptible is not ‘news’ in the strictest sense; the phenomenon is so fundamental to athletics, so inviolate in unsolicited consistency and unalloyed in juvenile sincerity, so integral to both sports itself and the media that covers sports, as to effectively transcend base temporality. An absurd…

Yep. Really stretched the definition of "joke", seems to me, but what do I know? Maybe she works avant-garde.

You have to admit, the likeness to Drew is uncanny.

“What did you do on your spring break, Jonny?”

Watching a Crying Drunk Girl Yell at Her Boyfriend was my Cinderella of the tournament, dammit. It was real! It was human! It had the heartbreak of the girl, for reasons about which she is likely not entirely clear! It had mystery, as the boyfriend tries to solve the caper of what the hell is going on (possibly also…

I can't speak for the effect of being in your keeper league, but the second element of your comment is soundly argued to the point of being incontrovertible.

Bridgewater's closing stretch of five games was quite good, actually - second in the league in both traditional quarterback rating and PFF's quarterback rating system.

They're awesome for all the reasons described, and the strange shovel-pass-with-spiral passing motion required to send them any distance with accuracy is a lot of fun if you imagine you're trying to bulls-eye a friend mid-stride with a really light watermelon.

Doesn't Deadspin have a This is so fucking stupid tag? Feels like a good time to crack that one out.

Oh man, the girl who, in a state of partial undress, just wanders across the screen at 2:08, apropos of not a goddamn thing. Absolutely, 100% without context. Just tremendous.