For those of you griping that for the last couple of months, all I've done was talk about bowling, baseball or Las Vegas, here's something to chew on.
First, you've GOT to read this nugget. The article is about how Heinz is removing the pickle logo from its ketchup bottles.
Congratulations to my brother Mr. Uncie and his wife Knobbleknees on the birth of their twin tax deductions on Wednesday, December 31st. In keeping with tradition, they have already been assigned (Sponsor's Name Here)'s Official Nicknames. Both were born at 4:47 PM on Wednesday. Dick Clark weighed in at 6 lbs, 6 oz. and Rockin' Eve weighed 4lbs, 9 oz.
Considering that your Milwaukee Brewers made the playoffs for the first time in 26 seasons, I am genuinely crushed that I can't talk reasonably and rationally about the team this week. From "They suck" to "Their horrible" to "They suck", it seems to be the only conversation I can have about the Brewers this week.
First things first - I really, really, REALLY want to throw my comments in about blogging in the 21st Century... about the Buzzy v. Deadspin guy on Costas Now in April... about Ned Yost, Doug Melvin, Jim Powell and others whining about a blogger who said that Nedley was about to get fired... etc. Clearly, I am on the side of the bloggers, but I wanted to make some bigger picture points. I just haven't gotten around to it. I may get there (then again, I may not, what with Cheer Day happening at Casa de James this weekend). My ten second take is that the internet has made media instantaneous, and that the world had better get used to it. Some will get paid, I probably won't (Mark, I am still waiting for you to tell me I've been picked up by the Wall Street Journal), but the absolute worst part of internet blogs is the comment section. Now, I only get about 18 people (up from six a year ago) who read my blog, but if more did, I would have to deal with some horribly stupid comments. Want an example of the nutjobs I would have to deal with? Check out the ravings of some depressing soul on this blog entry (you should've seen what I didn't approve!)
I am not particularly the most well-versed in Hollywood stuff. Going to the movies is always difficult for me, because unless you study them (and I don't), the only movies you've ever heard of are usually the ones with marketing tie-ins... which I have learned means that those movies are usually too lousy to stand on their own without the marketing blitz (side note - do you remember the movie Congo from the early-90s? If you bought a 32 oz soda from Super America, you could get refills forever for $0.59. I still have TWO of those cups!)
If that blog title doesn't say it all, there is nothing more I can do.
1. My-Sugar-Na and I stopped by Tommasino Italia' for dinner last night. The restaurant on 74th & Greenfield (formerly the beloved Doyle's Milwaukee Inn) is owned by Thomas Doyle. During dinner (fantastic pizza, by the way, with fresh giardinara and parmesan on the side), I spoke with Mr. Doyle. He stated two very interesting and believable things.