Regardless of whether the JesusFish on your car has feet or not, you cannot deny the sheer awesomeness of this kid. ¡Qué cojones!

If, like me, you would like to watch this video accompanied by Survivor's "Eye of The Tiger," I've taken the liberty of embedding it below. You're welcome.

"Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools, because they have to say something."
Plato

Twitter is the gremlin of social networking sites. It started off cute, cuddly and with the ability to coo beautiful music. But the masses did not follow the rules of the wise old Chinese guy. He warned us sternly, but millions fed the thing after midnight and dumped water on Twitter and she transformed into a hideous, mischievous rascal. Complete with a Mohawk and a love of Snow White and the Seven Dwarves.

Down in the lab - you know, like Dr. Dre with a pen and a pad - I have been developing a theory. The Twitter/Levels of Narcissism Theory.

Meaning that there are a couple indicators that can tell you just how much of a narcissist a Twitter user is.

This isn't a condemnation of the Twitter full stop. It may not be for me, but it serves a purpose. If ... properly used. We were given the President Obama calls Kanye a jackass story because of Twitter. That was fun.

Like her promotion for The Great Schlep, Sarah Silverman has discovered a rather unique way to solve world hunger. Logistically it'll take a lot to accomplish the feat, to say nothing of the millions of people it'll piss off. But you'll have to break a few eggs to create an omelet ... one that'll feed the entire world several times over.

In Michigan, sometimes Bambi has a hankerin' for a patty melt.

Apparently my computer at work takes after me and over the weekend, while the cat was away, it got a little crazy and partied way too much.  Come Monday morning, it's still a little hung over...

From The Sports Desk...

Qwest Field, home to my beloved Seattle Seahawks, is a hostile joint. Known for the infamous "12th Man," a rabid, snarling group of fans that rattle the rafters each Sunday.

As yesterday's game against Jacksonville was about to begin, the crowd was going crazy. While fullback Owen Schmitt was being introduced, he became so caught up in the energy and electricity from the crowd, he bashed his own head in with his helmet. Repeatedly. Then Owen looked like he was an extra in a George Romero film.

Roll the clip!



Oddly enough, this isn't the first time he has cracked his coconut with his hat. While at West Virginia, Owen was attempting a punt and shanked her worse than my tee shot on the 11th hole at Bethpage Black. What did he do following the gaffe? He bashed his own head in with his helmet. Repeatedly.