^with purple Chelsea cut and 64 hole Docs.

Extremely well put.

If you have any affinity for reggae, you should check out Tim's solo record "A Poet's Life." It's fucking solid and the Aggrolites do a great job backing him up.

This article makes it sound like Rancid shot for the stars, missed, and huddled back to remake the same album again and again. Which is true, to a certain degree, but the incredibly mercurial tastes shown in side projects exposes the lie there. Tim won a Grammy working with Jimmy Cliff, wrote for Pink, released "A…

The Clash's best songs were covers, huh? That's a takeaway you don't hear too often.

Looked for her again, she moved back to New Orleans

Ha! I would never in a trillion years wear Google glass, I just liked the sound of "glass war," actually. Real glasses are enough of a pain in the ass, anyway.

We'll get you during the Glass War, you wait. Oppressor.

Thank you! I have been devoting about 98% of my brain to thinking about this for the last three hours. Still very disappointed in myself, though.

Ahh, one more outfielder! This is going to drive me crazy.

Ozzie Smith falls into vortex, Clemens thinks he's a chicken, Scioscia gets radiation poisoning, Mattingly has "sideburns", Strawberry is fine. That all of them? Goddam, I love this episode.

You can run but you can't glide! USA! USA! USA!

The Australia one where its just Austria with a crudely drawn "al" kills me every time.

Sorry if that sounded sarcastic.

"I'm a people person!…who drinks." Used this all the time as a bartender.

"Do I ever!" (Camptown Races plays, imaginary pecs are flexed)

D'oh!

HEY BART WANNA SEE MY NEW CHAINSAW AND HOCKEY MASK!!!! Oh….right….good night, boy.

Oops, got away from you! Here ya go, keep at it.

*seem to have (sorry)