FWIW, “Help is on the way” is a So Cal Honda Dealers ad campaign. They bought a season’s worth of that bullpen space for their tagline, cause relievers hang there and all that...

His overripe swollen watermelon of a gut immutably overhangs into his crotch and thighs. He just can’t close the deal, or his stance, even if he wants to. His mind on the other hand: closed like a rusted steel trap, but as weak as his abdominals.

This is good profane hagiography: ¡Bien hecho, y con sentimiento! Looking forward to more of your work.

It’s definitely a touch thing; stronger force than for a muddle, softer than an outright smash.

They’re just trying to figure out the threshold before they can plausibly start telling their girlfriends that their partner is an alcoholic, so they can start commiserating with her or offer advise on a separation strategy.

Is any part of you ever wistfully homesick? Your post kind of felt like a no-nonsense condensed version of Hillbilly Elegy without the underlying sentimentality.

No fuss no muss garlic action: If you ever worked in/dated anyone in food service, you know that you can just smash a whole clove on a cutting board with a small pan or a knife/cleaver. The entire skin peels right off and you already have a rough mince you can finish chopping with a couple of knife passes; scrape from…

OTOH, FWIW:

Look up article profiling Saban in The New Yorker a few years back. Goes without saying he’s an ego-douche, naming from think thanks to local free clinics after himself through transactional philanthropy. But, yes, he basically figured out a way to live in the US to establish pro-Israel lobbying and funding channels,…

I personally like to tear into charred flesh as much as the next guy, but I dated some vegetarians along the way (oh, Berkeley women...); so I learned to make stuff for them which I could swallow with a straight face. If you cook, there’s a bunch of decent, non twigs-and-stalks meatless food you can whip up on a…

Fold a corn tortilla over some mashed-up cooked potatoes and deep fry it till you have crispy taco shell. Let the excess oil run off into paper towels while it cools down a bit, then finish by stuffing it with some diced tomatoes, shredded cabbage, sliced radishes and hot salsa. You’ll want to eat at least six. Beer…

Fox Sports phone or tablet app, or Fox Sports Roku Channel, (possibly also FS on AppleTV or Chromecast).

Woodhouse elbow grease!

ed: Tiny Handed Womp Rats

If you’re doing serious time and under 30, joining a set isn’t optional. The side you should be running with will continuously gang-beat the crap out of you, 20-30 seconds at a time (which is how long it takes for guards to notice and respond), until you get with the program. So, yeah, he joined up in the unlikely…

Mary Beard argues that Iberia was the main source of Rome’s olive oil and silver, but she might be talking about an earlier time in the empire. Were North African provisions concurrent or later empire resources?

RE: Woody Allen - Just came across this in Norm McDonald’s Based on a True Story: A Memoir:

“Death is a funny thing. Not funny haha, like a Woody Allen movie, but funny strange, like a Woody Allen marriage.”

The bifurcation applies to more than just death—it at least also charmingly touches on what this particular…

Zucker has always nurtured a wannabe entertainment Mogul complex, and has forever managed to bet big on propositions that come up snake-eyes for him. So he’ll be ready to wipe the shit off his face and claim it’s part of a larger strategic play as he cashes out and continues cycling through another phase in his Peter…

For the goat’s sake and my pal from Shaker Heights, I wanted Cleveland; but yer boys had three shots at nabbing one game, two of them on home turf. The final result was a professional team’s shameful choking effort of undignified proportions---regardless, logo’s gotta go, and coffee is for closers!