Some Pre-All Hallow's Eve Notes

I just got back from a last minute run to the supermarket to pick up candy for tomorrow and I have a few observations to drop, as well as a couple more videos.

-Did you have any idea that Halloween candy becomes scarce by Oct. 30? I figured that there would still be plenty of options but that was not the case. Fortunately I was able to get some Reese's Peanut Butter Cups, Snickers, Three Musketeers, and the latest creation featuring Reese's Peanut Butter, don't really recall what it's called and I don't care enough to go look at the bag.

-There was a sign at the entrance of King's stating that they apologized for the inconvenience, but they would not be selling eggs, shaving cream, or toilet paper to anyone under the age of 21. Obviously this is because tonight is Cabbage Night (at least that's what it's called around here, I know it is sometimes referred to as Mischief Night or something else in other areas). Earlier today I was thinking about how my parents never let me go out on Cabbage Night when I was a kid. This always frustrated in me but, in retrospect I appreciate it and realize they were completely in the right. Why would they even consider letting their kids go out, be brats, and potentially get in trouble with the police. If I ever have kids I will most certainly do the same. Just another depressing sign that there is nothing I can do to avoid becoming my parents...

-The Stop & Shop had Phillies signs for sale at the supermarket. I understand they won the World Series but this North Fucking Jersey, not Phillies country at all. If the Eagles ever (God forbid) win a Super Bowl and there is Eagle gear being sold in the area I will register a complaint with corporate.

The first video is a seasonal one, a video for The Clash's City of the Dead featuring Casper the Friendly Ghost. A little bit morbid but the song is catchy so it's all good.



Second, we have a video that I have been pimping out quite a bit lately. It's from some AOL Sessions thing that Weezer did a few months ago and quite frankly, it's probably the best thing Weezer has done in about ten years or so. After much deliberation I've become pretty sure that this is likely the best song they've done since Pinkerton. I should also add that it's also a B-Side for the latest album and that version is solid as well. If they ever get tired of making albums that will never equal their finest works, perhaps Rivers & Co. should look into performance art.

Alex Trebek Is A Douche

I think these videos speak for themselves for the most part.

A Short List Of People I'd Like To Never Hear About Again

Chase Utley
Sarah Palin
Brett Favre

Keith Law Continues To Tell It How It Is

ESPN columnist/blogger/pundit and Facebook friend of mine Keith Law has spent the past year or so becoming by far my favorite employee of the network. I look forward to his weekly chat every Thursday and am never disappointed. In this afternoon's chat he responded to a question regarding Fox baseball commentator Tim McCarver's incessant harping on Manny Ramirez throughout the NLCS:

zach (Brooklyn): Isn't the kind of hero worship Brett Myers has been getting this postseason disgusting given what Tim McCarver said about Manny - who never beat his wife up outside Fenway, whatever his faults, or what others were saying about, say, Milton Bradley or Lastings Milledge all year?

Keith Law: (2:14 PM ET ) What's the difference between Myers and Manny/Bradley/Milledge? I can think of one thing...

Another excellent point from Mr. Law that bolstered (for me) by the fact that I despise Brett Myers and think he is a sorry excuse for a human being. Keep up the good work Keith.

Put this in the rumored Google Phone and I'm sold.

During my junior year of college I took a TV Production class. One of our first assignments was to come up with an advertisement for something. After not too much debate, my group ended up making a commercial for a product that was essentially a breathalyzer for your cell phone, I think it was called the "Drunk Dialer" or something like that. As you can probably figure out for yourself, the purpose was to prevent drunk dialing. In the years since that class there have been many times in my life where I wish such a product not only existed, but came standard with all Samsung phones. Nobody likes that sinking feeling you get the next day when you look at your outgoing calls and think to yourself "I called him/her, what the Hell was I thinking?"

All hope is not lost, however, apparently the geniuses at Google are making headway towards such technology. Today I learned of a new feature in Gmail called Mail Goggles, the purpose of which is to prevent people from sending drunk emails. While this has never really been a problem for yours truly, I very much appreciate the innovation here. Basically what it does is ask you to solve a series of math problems after you hit the send button. If you get them correct your message will be sent and I assume the opposite happens if you get them wrong. Additionally, the default settings for this feature are late at night on the weekends, though they can be adjusted with in the settings. You can read all about the feature here. As for those of you who are skeptical as to whether this actually exists, I just went into my Gmail and confirmed it.

Now Google just needs to implement this technology into cell phones and I'll be good to go, like a Crunchwrap Supreme.

Mr. Jones and Me Tell Each Other Fairy Tales

Let me say right off the bat that I spent a couple minutes debating whether to use lyrics from the Counting Crows or Talking Heads song titled Mr. Jones. It was a tough call, but I went with one the common man would appreciate.

The Mr. Jones I am referring to in the title of this post is TRS?'s very own Mexico Jones. You see, Mexico has come to the Metropolitan Area today in order to attend the annual Highwoods Frisbee Golf Tournament. He also made no plans as to what to do once he arrived at JFK International Airport. I asked one of his housemates repeatedly throughout the past couple weeks if he would be needing a ride but was rebuffed by said housemate every time, told that it was taken care of. Despite these proclamations I was not surprised to learn via text message a few hours ago that Mexico didn't really have a plan concerning what to do when he landed. Mexico and I eventually settled upon me picking him up in Hoboken, but that was over an hour ago and I have yet to hear from him again. In the meantime I figured I would write about one of the funniest lines I have ever heard someone say. You can probably already figure out who said it.

It happened during last year's Highwood's Tournament. A group of us had all headed into the woods to go "set up the tent" (this has become a euphemism for other activities over the years, though there is always an effort to set up a tent or tents) in the woods. As we set one of the tents up we were treated to a suffocatingly awful smell from the interior of it. Mexico summed up it better than any of us by saying "It smells like the Devil's balls."

I don't know why, but that line had me in stitches at the moment and still makes me laugh to this day. Maybe the mental image of Lucifer's testicles and what is most certainly a rank smell that they exude is something I find particularly hilarious.

I think the line would have been received better had more people been listening to Mexico so I made sure to take note of it at that very moment. Nowadays it lives on in my Facebook profile, waiting for it to strike again, perhaps this weekend.