And why must I own them...
Before clicking this link, come up with what you think these cost? Then be prepared to have your mind blown by what they actually cost. What are we doing here people?
Dedicated to the premise that life would be better if we all took ourselves a little less seriously.
And why must I own them...
Before clicking this link, come up with what you think these cost? Then be prepared to have your mind blown by what they actually cost. What are we doing here people?
Gheorgies,
I have a bit of a conundrum. There's a retired guy that is often at my local YMCA. I don't want to dox him, so let's call this fellow Karen.
Karen talks to everybody. I occasionally see him jawing in the weight room, but the locker room is where he prefers to work. In fact I've probably mentioned him before in the comments as the guy who played The Rush Limbaugh Show at high volume on his phone speaker in the locker room (rest in piss, el rushbo). He wears a red hat to the gym sometimes. Yes, the standard issue version.
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| There are lots of Karens. This is the one I'm referring to. |
I make it a practice to simply ignore Karen when I see him. If I had to break down the percentages for my reasons to ignore him, I'd put it at 69% due to loudcasting his support for toxic politics and 31% not wanting to risk catching a glimpse of Karen's tiny flaccid pecker.
Today, while I was chatting with someone else Karen piped up with a comment about 'topics that set him off'. "Give us a warning of what they are so we can avoid them" I said as I finished getting on my workout clothes. I'm not sure what came next was exactly the warning I'd requested.
Gheorghies, he Karened. "I wanna know how that Ilhan Omar went from having no money to having $30 million! I think we need to throw her in jail for 20 years and then deport her..." I imagine he kept going, but I started walking as soon as he started his diatribe. It did call to mind a revenge fantasy I may or may not have imagined in the past.
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| Apparently only some politicians are allowed to have money. |
And Gheorghies, that's where you come in. What's a fair comeuppance for this locker room Karen? I'll share my diabolical idea first, and accept suggestions in the comments for other more sensible measures. This is all strictly hypotheical, of course.
Proposal A - Fill small squeeze bottle with urine and keep it stashed in the back of my locker, until I find myself there alone, at which point I discharge the squeeze bottle of piss into one of the vent holes in Karen's locker. A budget version golden shower, if you will.
Surely there are some drawbacks to this plan. I know it's gross. But I'm also ridiculously hydrated most of the time, so I also worry it may not be gross enough.
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| Deep down, still this fucking guy |
This post started as a comparative analysis of Geese and Goose. The bands, not the birds. It was inspired, really. And then like so many of my inspirations, it sorta petered out and took a nap. But now it returns, like the salmon to Capistrano, part of a widely-ranging selection of things that my brain found interesting this week.
The New York Times calls Goose a "jam band with indie-rock undertones". See what you think:
The same NYT writer asks us to "think of Geese as an indie-rock band with jammy elements". Sure, man. Here they are recently on Saturday Night Live. I think I like them better than their fellow-feathered act.
Turning to things sporting, Thursday marks both the eve of the 2026 Olympics and the opening match of the 2026 Six Nations. Holders France host 2023 and 2024 champs Ireland at the Stade de France in a gigantic match, both in terms of the quality of the teams and the impact on the outcome of the event. The French are the consensus favorite to repeat as champions (8/11 on Betfair), while the recently-banged-up Irish (6-1) are third-favorite behind England (5/2). Scotland comes in at 12-1, while Wales (55-1) and Italy (125-1) will once again drag at the back.
Thursday's opener will air live on Peacock from 3:10 ET. The NBC streaming option will carry all of the tournament action.
And finally, sticking with athletic competition, check out this spill veteran skiing star Lindsey Vonn took a few days ago in Crans-Montana, Switzerland:
Vonn, who returned to competition in 2025 after several years away in retirement, has been the best women's downhill racer on the world circuit by some measure. Since the beginning of December, she's finished no worse than third, and won twice in five races.
She suffered a complete rupture of the ACL in her left knee during the crash at Crans-Montana, ending her dream of a return to the Olympic podium...wait...I'm being told that...she's still going to race in Milan-Cortina? With a brace on her COMPLETELY RUPTURED ACL?!?
Well I'll be goddamned.
I gently mocked a friend recently when he suggested we needed to find time and a place to watch the opening ceremony of the 2026 Winter Olympics. It was Whitney. I mocked Whitney.
He responded by telling me that I love the Olympics more than anyone he knows. Okay, that's fair.
I do love an Olympiad, for all the reasons. The pageantry, the diversity of peoples and stories, the major sports and the minor, the moments of joy and agony, and how much it all matters to the participants. And the uniforms. Definitely the uniforms.
The Olympics, in particular the opening and closing ceremonies, are an opportunity for each nation to display a little bit of its personality to the world. From Tonga's barechested Pita Taufatofua to Armani's 2022 Italy capes to Haiti's kickass 2024 summer fits, the Olympics are a chance for designers to tell the story of a nation.
What follows is the definitive guide* to the best and blandest Olympic kits for the upcoming games. There can be no argument.
*half-assed overview that'll start hot and peter out because lazy.
Mongolia's 2024 summer fits were, frankly, spectacular. Hard to top, and I don't think they did this time around, but the designers at Goyol Cashmere still gave us a cool and culturally on point look.
There is poetry in music. Often the rhyming kind, though not always.
For me, there is as much poetry in the fact that I have been reunited with my friend and co-DJ in the WODU booth for installment number 4 or 5 of our music radio show - ORF Rock.
We come on the air via the WODU Studios app on Tuesdays from 7:00 to 9:00 in the PM. Not always... when Old Dominion University is closed, so's the show, often. That, and when life gets in the way, we're off the air. Then there are the times we have technical difficulties. Beyond that, though...
Penny Baker and Les Coole are on the air!
Tuesday nights are tough for some. Here are links to archived shows since our reboot in October.
Shows are 2 hours and feature 25-30 songs with some quality banter. Themes, segments, bits, shout-outs to listeners, we have it all!
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| If cringe were sentient |
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| Real Muppets > Morning Show Muppet |
You'll remember Marcus Lattimore for his outsized talent as a running back and his incredibly bad injury luck. Lattimore was an explosive athlete for the University of South Carolina. He burst onto the scene as a freshman in 2010. In his second game in Columbia, he carried the ball 37 times for 182 yards against Georgia. He finished that season with 1,197 yards and 17 touchdowns on the ground and was named a second-team All-American.
Then, he blew out his knee twice, curtailing both his sophomore and junior seasons. He declared for the draft in 2013, and was selected by the San Francisco 49ers. He never played a down in the NFL.
Lattimore stayed in the game, though, coaching at the high school level before joining the staff at Lewis & Clark College in Portland, OR until a few years ago. But it's an entirely different passion we're here to talk about today.
Turns out Marcus Lattimore is a hell of a poet.
Lattimore teaches creative writing at the Oregon Change Clinic. Jeff Pearlman calls Lattimore's evolution "maybe the greatest second act in American sports history". You can see Pearlman's podcast story on Lattimore at the bottom of this post.
Here's Lattimore himself:
Don't blame me, OBX Dave started it when he talked about Edgar Allan Poe, which rhymes with David Allen Coe (I cannot believe it's taken me 55 years to realize that). What doesn't often rhyme is my poetry.
My multi-hyphenate kid (poet-dancer-choregrapher-lunatic) turned me on to Robert Peake's poetry prompt generator a couple of years ago, and we'll send quickly dashed-off poems to one another on occasion. Mostly me sending to them these days, as they have bigger artistic fish to fry.And now I'll send a few to you, 'cause a little bit of poetry never hurt. Here are a couple of my recent attempts at turning prompts into poems. I don't know from meter, and fuck off with rhyming, but I've got some tonality, if I do say so myself. Professor Truck taught us about timbre, and that's where I'm hanging my hat.
Forthwith, a couple of pomes (with the prompt that inspired them in bold):
Include as many of the following words (or variations on these words) as you like: luminous, larkspur (purple, palmate), variance, mutual, drupelets (little bits of fruit like blackberry), samite (rich silk fabric), roosted, relic, sage, occidental, feignings, faithless
Also:
At the start of my sophomore year at William & Mary, FOG:TB Ian said "You have to see this movie" so we went to the theater on DOG Street and what I saw changed my life. We brought other people to see it and they all loved it too. Since then I've rewatched it more than any other film and not always by choice because it seemingly played nonstop at Unit M. Dazed and Confused is a masterpiece, one amazing scene runs into another. Like this:
It features a bunch of people who went on to become famous like Ben Affleck, Milla Jovovich and Parker Posey, and it's the first movie appearance for a few actors including Joey Lauren Adams ... and Matthew McConaughey. Since then, McConaughey had an incredibly impressive career but his first line, "Alright alright alright!" sticks with him today.
So much so that when people impersonate McConaughey they almost always say "Alright alright alright."
You could say "Alright alright alright" is his trademark. Because it is, legally. He registered it.
I've written a bunch of trademark posts but there is no trademarks label. Until today!
Trademarks are a form of intellectual property that protects a brand--they indicate the source of the goods or services to which they are attached. They are typically words, like Coca-Cola, or logos, like the Nike swoosh. But they can also be smells (like the smell of Play-Doh) or sounds (like the NBC chimes). Here's a link to many other sound marks. Neat, right?!
McConaughey registered ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT as both a word mark and a sound mark. As with all trademarks, these registrations are limited to specific goods and services. The word mark is limited to clothing, but more interestingly the sound mark is limited to "Downloadable audio-visual media content, namely, downloadable audio and video recordings in the field of self-help, human growth and spirituality; Downloadable audio-visual media content, namely, downloadable audio and video recordings in the field of entertainment featuring television series, comedies, and dramas." Apparently he's trying to prevent people from using AI to simulate and misappropriate his catchphrase. He also registered two videos of him saying the phrase.
These registrations are held by his non-profit company J.K. Livin Brands, Inc. which holds 49 registered trademarks and 6 pending applications. The registered marks include another video "of The actor, Matthew McConaughey, standing outdoors on a porch speaking and gesturing," which I can't get to work but they include a JPEG. Parenthetically, the pending marks include "THE GREATEST INVITATION IN THE WORLD. THE SOCCER BALL." and "PECKER POP."
This is an interesting approach to protecting a famous person's likeness beyond right of publicity as it gives a federal statutory hook on which to hang a complaint. But don't worry, we're still free to say "alright alright alright" so long as we aren't saying it to sell human growth and spirituality services (for the same reason I can make my kids to their chores by saying "Just do it!" without fear of Nike suing me). So just keep livin' man, L-I-V-I-N.
Tennis grand slams have been trying to spice things up to get more rears in the seats the week before the tourney starts.
Last year the US Open changed how the mixed doubles tournament was set up by pairing up the top men's and women's singles players. This drew huge numbers. The eventual winners, an actual specialist mixed doubles team not made up of the top ranked pairings, won the title for the second year in a row. That format will likely continue this year. But what really drove the US Open to try and switch it up?
The Australian Open. Last year they had a one shot tournament. Basically two players rock, paper, scissored for serve and they play one point. Winner goes on, loser is out. Amateurs and Pros are in the draw. Last year the prize was about $40K USD. This year they bumped it up to $1 Million USD.
Amateurs qualify via state/Regional tournaments. So you have a total of 64 people (pros and amateurs) playing one point matches for $1 million dollars. Not much pressure.
The video is a little long but shows the progression of one contestant through to the end. The title spoils the fairy tale ending but he does beat the No. 2 player in the world along the way.
I'm sure Dave is now looking for one point pickle ball tournaments or will try to start it up at OBFT.
It's always a treat when my numerous Google Alerts unearth a worlds colliding, Costanza-esque gem like this: in Romania, specifically Gheorghe's hometown of Cluj, you can apparently ride public transportation for free if you do 20 squats. That's right, exercising 'dem glutes gets you a free route.
"Budget-minded backpackers, take note, and the same goes for health-conscious travelers — in the past few years, Romania has rolled out innovative programs to promote physical fitness. In the city of Cluj-Napoca, you can even parlay a quick bit of exercise into a free ride on public transit. At kiosks around town, you can do twenty squats instead of paying for a bus ticket."
Honestly, this entire post could've just been this picture:
[There's joy in helping your fellow man, and z is here for it.]
Donna wants a hybrid and I don't blame her. She also asked for my advice so in that regard I do blame her, at least for this post.
There are two types of hybrids: standard hybrid ("HEV") and plug-in hybrid ("PHEV"). I touted the merits of PHEVs here before and I still think they are a best-of-both-worlds option for people who spend a fair amount of time puttering around town, but they require more effort to extract the maximum return on investment. You need to charge them (hence the "plug-in" aspect of the name) and that means you either need to have a charger installed at home, or you work (or frequently visit) someplace that has charging stations available in the parking lot. So keep that extra effort (and potential cost) in mind when considering between an HEV and a PHEV.
My first reaction to "What hybrid should I get?" is "Get a Mazda Miata because Miata Is Always The Answer" but that's a stupid car-guy joke and my serious reaction it to follow that up with "Have you looked at a Prius?" For the first time in forever the Prius is a good looking car.
It's available with AWD and the trunk holds 23 cubic feet of junk with the seats up, 50 cubic feet with the seats down. That's better than a Mercedes GLA and just a stitch less than an Audi Q5 or a Mazda CX-5. It gets 57 MPG, it hits 60 MPH in 7 seconds, and it's a Toyota so it will run problem-free for 200,000 miles. Here's an AWD build with a roof rack for $31,444. Here's one near me for $32,104. There aren't many cars this practical at this price.
Toyota also makes a PHEV Prius but for some reason the cargo space isn't as impressive. If you look at a regular Prius take a gander at the PHEV Prius and ask the salesperson about the cargo discrepancy.
If you want a car that doesn't appear so blatantly hybrid there are plenty of great options like the Toyota Camry (all Camrys are hybrid now) and Accord Hybrid, or the Toyota RAV4 HEV, Toyota RAV4 PHEV, and Honda CR-V Hybrid. As with the Prius, these cars will run forever.
There are plenty of bad options too. If you want to be a contrarian go get an Alfa Romeo Tonale PHEV. It isn't available in 2026 but no one wants to drive an Alfa (except me) so you can find 69 new 2025 models on dealer lots. All 69 will probably break within minutes after you get them home so I don't suggest you do any of this, but it's a thing you could do.
A more responsible PHEV choice would be a CPO Volvo S60 Recharge. It has AWD, 455 hp, about 35 miles of electric range and about 70 MPG in hybrid mode. Here's one with 32k miles for $32k. If you want something bigger, check out a CPO Volvo S90 Recharge. Here's one with 12k miles for $46k. You can hear Squeaky nodding furiously as he reads this.
If you really want to set hearts ablaze, get a Volvo V60 Polestar. By far the coolest thing in Volvo's lineup, it was discontinued for 2025. You can find CPO options but they are rare and pricey. But worth it!
Donna asked about the VW ID.Buzz. I love that fact that it exists but I can't picture buying one and a lot of people agree with me, so many that VW only sold 4934 through three quarters in 2025 and put the car "on hiatus" for 2026. The base price of the base model is $60k and even with deep dealer discounts they're over $50k. That's a lot for an EV with less than 250 miles of range. You can buy a Honda Odyssey for $10k less and drive it cross country without having to take hour-long breaks to fill it up every 200 miles. But if you just want to drive locally, have lots of stuff to haul, and love the Buzz.ID's looks, head over to VW of Alexandria and fight like hell to get this green CPO gem down to $45k. Be prepared to point to the brand new ones selling for $51k that I linked to above (or do some research for others closer to home) and remind them that they also have an orange CPO one on the lot, then tell them you're doing them a favor taking these unloved and unwanted monstrosities off their hands. Then go over to Lindsay VW of Dulles and run the same game on their two CPO Buzz.IDs and use whatever price you get in Alexandria against them. Go back and forth until you get a number you like. Have fun with it!