Commuting Suicide Volume X is coming Tuesday. This reminder is more for me. A compromise between the part of my brain that loves to write and the part of my brain that loves to sleep.

But while I'm here, before I shut it down for the night, let me also remind you of our "come up with a logo for Commuting Suicide" contest. Email your pretty little design to yesbutnobutyes@gmail.com

Some great entries have (shockingly) already been submitted. Winner gets the highest of high praise from me, plus a YesButNoButYes t-shirt.

For those reading this today on the home page, you'll see an image from the moblog on the right hand side of an accident I witnessed this morning. I was first on the scene, and spent some time with the guy in the car before more qualified first-aiders took over.

Which means that today is probably not the day I should be posting this clip. But what the hell. The guys who made it tell me it was done on a $7 budget, and was screened at this years Tribeca Festival.

-only one of dozens of foreshadowing statements from Timothy Treadwell.

We know that Bears top the Colbert Report "Threatdown". The Sundance festival Sloan award winning- Discovery Channel documentary Grizzly Man might explain why. Or at least prompt the discussion of "Did Timothy Treadwell deserve to get eaten by a Bear?" We watched this on Discovery Friday night. If you get the chance, watch it. He's clearly a nut, but in between fanatical ravings, he actually got some amazing footage. (including audio of his own death-sorry, not included in the documentary) It turns out the documentary really has little to do with Alaskan Brown Bears, and more to do with the debatable insanity of an actor-turned addict-turned eco-warrior-turned bear chow.
If you caught it on TV, or at Sundance, or elsewhere, I'd love to hear what you thought.
See the trailer for Grizzly Man

Chuck Klosterman has been reporting on all things Super Bowl culture for ESPN this week. Great stuff. Here are two enjoyable passages:

There is no question that religiosity is an athletic advantage -- I bet if those "Freakonomics" authors did a little research, they would find that the winning percentage of NFL teams is directly proportional to the number of born-again Christians on the active roster. I mean, how hard would you work if you thought you were working for God? In all likelihood, you do not associate your day-to-day job with Jesus; if you did, you probably wouldn't be sitting at your desk and reading this blog.

By the looks of the people throwing the ball at NFL Experience, drinking 30 to 40 beers every night does not limit one's ability to go deep, so I was totally qualified to try this. Sadly, the line was just too long; I never learned how far I can chuck the leather spheroid. As such, I will just have to continue using my previous estimate: 85 yards.

Recently, one of the sites I use implemented some security measures that meant I had to provide the answer to a secret question. Rather than rely on town I was born, or my mother's maiden name, the new questions covered things I just couldn't answer (Sister's name? Don't have one. Favorite sports team? Don't have one. Favorite pet's name? Don't have one) Which meant the only question I could physically answer “What is your favorite movie?”.

Now, that is also a question I hate to answer - how to pick just one and stick to it? But reluctantly, I chose Fight Club, which is certainly ONE of my favorites. So it's interesting to hear that Bollywood will be remaking it, not as a shot-for-shot copy, but as a musical.

For those who remember the Trailer Park competition entry that recut West Side Story to look like a horror film, I guess this is the bizarro version.

UPDATE: Someone must have read my mind as no sooner do I post this, than Boing Boing features this trailer of Fight Club, recut as a musical comedy.