Friday, January 16, 2009

I pity the fool

who does not also enjoy my new favorite informercial:

27 comments:

Mark said...

This is the strangest dinner invite ever!

zoltan said...

This is fantastic. Mr. T should be an acting coach. I really want to find out what patented device Donna is going to use to make fried chicken.

Greg said...

I'm getting a flavor wave. Right after my purchase of a 1975 Chrysler Cordoba and its fine "coreentheean leather".

Mark said...

Greg...how was the rest of your evening last night?

Dennis said...

That Purdue/NW game was actually pretty enjoyable...if you're into white dudes passing/screening/cutting their way to open jumpers and layups.

rob said...

i was away from the internet for most of yesterday, so let me note that the pilot and crew of that us airways plane did an unfuckingbelievably good job of keeping their passengers safe. i was unreasonably fired up when i heard that everyone made it off the plane alive and relatively unhurt.

carry on.

Whitney said...

Hear, hear.

PenisGriffin said...

This article just made my day... http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/16/sports/ncaabasketball/16pittsnogle.html?_r=3&ref=sports

Mark said...

I'm always amazed that marginal guys choose not to go overseas and play. He could make six figures in Europe and play for a decade. What is wrong with that?

Greg said...

He could bring his wife and kids to Europe too. Expand their horizons a little. Except they might miss out on the big tv shows and not get any of the pop culture references when they come back.

rob said...

totally agree with mark's point about marginal players, but i think we underestimate a lot of guys' fear of the unknown and the level to which they're intimidated by the cultural challenges. not saying i agree, but saying i understand. it's a little bit sad. on the other hand, as 'nogle says, he's doing what he wants to be doing.

Mark said...

Yeah, I get it too, I just don't think its a wise or well thought out decision. I fully understand that a lot of players are afraid of the unknown of living/playing in Europe, but if Qyntel Woods can do it and do it successfully then I think just about anybody can.

And Pittsnogle isn't doing what he wants to do. He wants to play basketball. He just wants to do it in America. And Greg, his kids can catch up in their 20s/30s by watching cable TV. It will be like a whole new world has opened up for them.

Greg said...

And they have Hulu to help them out.

In a related note, I just watched "St. Elmo's Fire" for the first time. Why were all the guys in that movie so emotionally irrational and anxious about getting married? And how could they ALL act so serious all the time when they are JUST out of college? But I did enjoy all the really thin ties and popped collars. And that yellow LeBaron looked horrendous in the snow.

Mark said...

That movie doesn't stand the test of time very well. First, the fashion is ridiculous and second (as Greg pointed out) the characters are nothing like anybody I knew shortly after college. Also, who tries to committ suicide like that? Thats one of the worst ideas ever.

rob said...

on a completely different note, there's a picture of kate winslet in december's vanity fair that will make you glad you're a man. sweet mother of god.

i can't link to it directly for employment reasons, but you'll thank me if you find it.

Rhymenocerous said...

St. Elmo's Fire was pretty much a joke from the second it came out. That was the beginning of the end of the careers for most of those performers.

Of all the unintentional comedy scenes, my favorites are Rob Lowe "wailing" on the sax and Andrew McCarthy having heart-to-heart small talk with a whore. Awesomeness.

rob said...

demi moore did some serious scenery-chewing in the film, as well. there was a lot of overacting - it's like everyone was trying to compete with the completely over the top theme song.

Dennis said...

I had a couple chats with Mr. Pittsnogle in his high school days; and to say that the cultural gap between his upbringing and the European way is as wide as the fucking Grand Canyon, would be like saying TJ thinks OJ really did it.

rob said...

gonna be a man in motion
all i need is a pair of wheels
take me where my future's lyin
st elmo's fiiiire

Mark said...

And now that song's going to be stuck in my head all day. Thanks Rob. Also, I'm pretty sure the entire cast was coked to the gills for most of the filming of that movie, which should help explain much of the overacting.

rob said...

hey, it's in my head, too. figured i'd share with my friends.

Rhymenocerous said...

I have some friends who've lived in Playa del Rey, a little LA neighborhood a couple miles south of Marina del Rey, for 8-10 years. A couple of them have houses that back right up to the sand. They have a lot of bonfires, clambakes and beach parties there. The cops are laid-back and it's a generally fun time.

They told the story of a party a couple years back (maybe '04 or '05). In the middle of the afternoon party, a wasted guy came stumbling out of the bushes with a bottle in his hand. He approached the party, babbbled a bit to nobody in particular, and then wandered off, very much like a typical LA/San Fran bum.

It was Judd Nelson. Good times.

Greg said...

Get your ugly goldbrickin' ass out of my beach community.

Mark said...

Completely off topic, anybody surprised at what a douche Pete Carroll was during Sanchez' presser yesterday?

Dave said...

do you think mr. t. threw in that "pity the fool" tag-line without prompting, or did the producer have to coax him to use it? does he use ti again? i only made it 2:15 into it.

TJ said...

I too have been meaning to ask if Pete Carroll really needed to be at that presser acting like a fucking huge wet blanket. Let it go Pete. I'm sure Sanchez is just another replaceable part in the SC machine.

Mark said...

I'm not sure Sanchez is immediately replaceable next season (I'm not sold on Mustain and I know nothing about Aaron Corp) but Pete acting like that, was unnecessary and a total dick move. Let the kid have his day and stop being such a whiny bitch.