“…but see to it that you are not alarmed. Such things must happen, but the end is still to come.”
Well, the end of the night anyway.
There’s always another RMBB.
Nothing official. Details being sorted.
Patience, beerhopper, patience.
Pretend to Be a Time-Traveler Day is coming up soon!
OK, December 8, but that’s pretty soon when viewed from the perspective of a voyager from a distant time, you know.
‘Cause that’s how it is with time travel. All relative (so no hanky panky, we don’t want any fat-tongued offspring in the future).
…when I am missing eating good BBQ or watching the Crimson Tide at Bryant-Denny, I wish I was in Alabama. An event like this makes me wish I was there too:
Staunch atheist Richard Dawkins of The New York Times bestseller The God Delusion will square off in a debate with popular Christian apologist John Lennox next month.
The Oct. 3 debate, which takes place at the Alys Stephens Center in Birmingham, Ala., will tackle one of the world’s most critical and age-old questions – Does God exist? – and views expressed in Dawkins’ latest book.
If any of you happen to be within easy driving distance of Birmingham (this means you, Tom), you need to go and report back on how it turns out.
I’d trust the crack reporters at Australia’s “Christian Today” to give me the true scoop, but they say idiotic things like this in closing in the article:
Former atheist Lee Strobel, now a noted Christian apologist, released a documentary last year using science to prove the existence of God.
“Today, science is pointing more powerfully to a creator than any other time,” said Strobel in “The Case for a Creator.” “The most logical and rational step is to put my faith in the Creator that science tells me exists.”
Wow, he released a documentary that proved the existence of God. Who knew?
Apparently not the good folks at Case Against Faith.
That was a nail-biter last night!
Overlooking, for the moment, that the Tide gave up a 21-0 lead to be losing in the final seconds, the game had a beautiful ending.
The Alabama offense raced out to a 21-0 lead Saturday against Arkansas and scored a game-winning touchdown with eight seconds left in the game to cap a come-from-behind shootout win against the Razorbacks (1-1, 0-1 SEC), 41-38, at Bryant-Denny Stadium.
I watched the game with the local alumni group (and a British friend of mine who likes football and beer), and the place just erupted with the win, thoroughly annoying the natives who don’t get Southerners and their college football (honestly, Hughes Stadium, where the CSU Rams play, looks like something one of our high school teams might call home).
Ending the evening with more beer, two plates of chili cheese fries, and a Latina whose assets kept wanting to tumble out the top of her dress was a nice bonus.
Update: You can see the game winning play here, for the time being.
So, Britney Spears kicked off this year’s VMA (video here) with a preview of her new, upcoming single, “Gimme More.”
I’m just guessing, but it strikes me that the title must be in reference to chocolate doughnuts* and bottles full of barbiturates, because that was a live and in-living-color disaster.
Lazy lip-syncing that wasn’t at all convincing. Moves executed with the snap and energy of a third grade dance recital, of particularly clumsy kids.
And the song? Does it actually have lyrics other than the title? *yawn*
I once held out hope that Britney Spears could have been the next Madonna. Sure, I don’t much care for the music either of them churn out, but Madonna was a genius in the industry, and Britney seemed to be following a similar path of continual change and evolution.
Well, she’s gone and collapsed back into a primordial soup of goo, and I don’t think lightning is going to strike anytime soon.
It’s rather sad, actually.
Nothing a beer won’t fix (see: pudge, Speedo).
* Hey, it’s ok, I’ve got a bit of the pudge too. However, I’m not strapping on a Speedo and asking people to think I’m hot.
** I was within 50 feet of her several years ago when she was performing at some MTV thing in New York City and I was passing by on the street below.
Sure, there’s the whole Tron fetish thing, but I bet you didn’t know (redacted) ol-what’s-her-name was a food poet.
This new “Got Milk?” ad, featuring Hayden Panettiere from NBC’s “Heroes,” is wrong on so many, many levels.
OK, fine, on one level.
Of the imagination.
The male imagination.
One subtextual level of the male imagination.
Delivered by those Madison Avenue wizards with such subtlety.
But she just turned 18 so I don’t feel so bad now.
Especially since I became invisible to all women under the age of 21 about five years ago.
(found via The Superficial)
Oh my.
Let’s chalk it up to nerves and standing next to Mario Lopez of “Saved by the Bell” fame, rather than her being a perfect example of the kind of American described in the question.
Meanwhile, Colorado’s very own Hilary Cruz, of whom I had never heard until reading an article about girl genius above, took home the crown of Miss Teen USA.
And, uh, she’s real purty too.
Note: Found here, where John Cole suggests a new employment track for Miss South Carolina.
FORT COLLINS – All those new E-85 pumps may soon pump up beer prices.
The price of corn is on the rise because it is used in ethanol-based fuel. Many farmers are ditching barley, which is used to make beer, to grow more corn. That translates into higher barley prices and could produce more expensive beer.
Doug Odell, owner of Odell Brewing Company in Fort Collins, paid for this year’s barley last October, when the price was relatively low.
Since then, he has been watching the price of what he calls the “backbone of every beer” skyrocket and does not know when it is going to stop.
“It’s kind of scary to think (about),” said Odell.
I choose not to think about it. Beer helps with that.
Why, this sort of thing could positively ruin Rocky Mountain Blogger Bashes!
Do you good people know how charming I am when you’ve been drinking?
Hope everyone Stateside is having a splendid Fourth of July holiday, cooking burgers on the grill; donning their finest red, white, and blue duds; shooting fireworks despite it being illegal and, say, a drought in the area; and cranking up some good, patriotic tunes by Lee Greenwood and/or Toby Keith*.
Because, really, nothing says “I love my country with a reasoned love: one that sees the shortcomings of America, but knows they are outnumbered by her virtues, and that holds firm to the ideals of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness” like jingoistic pablum set to crap music.
Am I right, or am I right?
Speaking of crap music, here is the (almost) annual reposting of that celebratory masterpiece, written by yours truly and former WWRanter Tom: Patriot Act Woo.
Have a great Fourth, if that’s even possible after hearing that song.
Update: Hey, look, something worse than listening to Patriot Act Woo - why we should be progressive and hate being American on July 4th. My friend Angie, quite a liberal a lot of the time, responds:
Read the whole article and then shake your head no. Not gonna work for me. I may be left leaning, may be an atheist, but no. Still not working for me. Some people on the left, just like many on the right, are just too extreme for me to take seriously. I’m actually proud to be an American. Even at those times when bush fucks up and makes me cringe, I still am an American. Even tho I know I plan on living abroad one day, I know it will just be for the experience and I’ll be coming back home. So no. This doesn’t work for me at all.
Can I get an “Amen?”
* Oh my god, what if they did a… duet? How heavenly and sublime it would be!
