I missed school the day they covered “who” and “whom” in English.  Still don’t know when to use “whom.”

Last time I bought Bud Ice it was 99 cents for a 24-oz. can.  I’m guessing that’s how.

WWE’s Chris Jericho on vocals:

Rancid is a band I probably should have liked, but my first exposure to them they sounded too much like a Clash ripoff.

Molly Hatchet covers Creedence, with Jimmy Farrar on vocals:

Seeing them in a few weeks w/ Slipknot.  Saw them open for 5FDP several years ago and they were really, really good.

Every time I see that picture I think it’s Britney Spears circa 2000.

Maybe he’ll pull some swing votes from the “okay with word salad but squeamish about overt racism” constituency?

The economy *is* booming, so they can get their lazy asses off of food stamps and go get a job.

I was in Edinburgh this Spring.  Irn Bru is the best.

My favorite is a local Catholic college whose women’s teams are the Lady Monks. Shit you not. I mean, wouldn’t that be called a “nun?”

They should have gone all-in and called the softball team the “Lady Beavers.”

Probably not as much as his kid does.

I tried a taster of the Kolsch at a local brewer recently. I kind of gave the bartender a “meh” face. He says something like, “Doesn’t taste like much, does it? A true beer snob actually appreciates that, because they know how hard that is to do.” I don’t know if he was throwing shade at me, beer snobs, tasteless…