JD Vance's 100-car motorcade over at the Winter Olympicsis causing a stir:
The VP’s enormous motorcade features dozens of Chevy Suburbans that barely fit on the tiny streets of Milan. Video of the motorcade, taken on Friday by the Italian news outlet Local News, shows one of Vance’s cars nearly colliding with a vehicle bearing an Italian license plate.
Vance and the U.S. delegation reportedly flew into Milan on multiple planes carrying staff, security, food, and vehicles.
Congrats JD Vance, you just became the first American to go to Italy & think "you know what, the only thing that could make this even better is if I brought my own food."
People if you don't think I can fall in love with such a low level of pettiness then you do not know me at all, people.
THE KNICKERBOCKERS NUGGETS: Original Artyfacts from the First Psychedelic Era 1965-1968
PETTY HIGHLIGHT: Their lead singer, Jimmy Walker, would eventually join the Righteous Brothers when Bill Medley quit, though it’s not mentioned what he did when Bobby Hatfield would also leave a few months later.
LEVEL OF LINER NOTE PETTINESS: 9.5 I mean how much did Lenny Kaye for some reason have to hate the Knickerbockers to put that out there? π€£π€£π€£
MY ACTUAL ALBUM SCORE: n/a (doesn't count as much since this is on compilation & not on an actual album the Knickerbockers worked on)
I was gonna call out the bullshit of my beloved cheddar Goldfishstretching out into a million different flavors(like every other snack brand nowadays grrrrrrrr) by dropping a snappy little "these don't taste like mice at all" but I couldn't triumph over my own nagging "well, the originals don;t taste like goldfish" thoughts so that blew up in my face.
Sometimes I worry that I'm the only person who's noticed that the visual cousin to my beloved egg foo young in dessert form is....the apple fritter? Has nobody else noticed this? And what are we all gonna do about it?
I was noticing how weird it was that Frank Gore ended his NFL career with exactly 16,000 yards rushing and then I realized he also ended his career with exactly 100 touchdown and so now I am officially donezo for the day. π²π€―π€―π€―
And ffs bow that I'm seeing this I can't believe he didn't knock out another 15 yards from scrimmage so he'd finish with an even 20,000.
Why does Abbott Elementary keep putting itself into ridiculous long-term situations? Last season it was all "Janine is now off somewhere else working at the district office oh look for some reason she keeps having to go to at Abbott all the time so what was the point of the whole ‘working at the district office' thing in the first place?" and this season it’s all “the school is shut down for asbestos and so they put the school in an abandoned mall & yet for some reason the individual teachers are responsible for somehow turning this mall that looks like downtown Beirut into a working school with no help whatsoever from the city or state…how is that even remotely plausible?” and I guess I’m starting to wonder do the writers not have any confidence in their ability to make us laugh without having to pull over-the-top stuff like this? π€π€·♂️
Makes me think of my favorite Subway guy, he was always on that long trek to the 6th Ave train off the L smiling like the happiest guy in the world as he's playing All My Loving or A Hard Day's Night. I wonder where he is now.
TURNS OUT...maybe he's still rocking?????????? πΈπ€❤️πΊ
If this really IS him then I'm thrilled, but also if it is then fuck you jashutnyc he always sounded incredible whenever I saw him!!!
The middle elevator in my building being broken for over a year with no end in sight probably presents the greatest potential spot for me to shit my pants one day.
The best argument for good marketing is the Civil War; for some reason we decided to let the losers write its history & almost two centuries later we’re still paying for it every fucking day.
I call this one, "Shitty Comments I Make in My Head That I Don't Actually Post Because I Don't Wanna Put Such a Thing Out into the World". Enjoy, everybody!
The official completion of a single man's transition into full-on adulthood is marked by the moment he gives up on his decades-long quest to be the first dude to ever crack the "Can I Live Forever Just Using Paper Plates?" challenge. π
On December 24, 1944, during the height of the Battle of the Bulge, Elisabeth and her 12-year-old son, Fritz Vincken, were seeking safety in a small hunting cabin in the HΓΌrtgen Forest near the German-Belgian border. The Encounter: Three lost and hungry American soldiers, one with a serious gunshot wound, knocked on their door. Despite the danger of harboring enemies—a crime then punishable by death—Elisabeth invited them in. The Truce: Soon after, four German soldiers arrived looking for shelter. Elisabeth met them at the door and firmly declared that there would be "no shooting" on the Holy Night. She forced both groups to leave their weapons outside before entering. The Meal: The enemies shared a meager meal of chicken soup and potatoes. A German soldier with medical training even tended to the wounded American. The Departure: On Christmas morning, the German soldiers gave the Americans a compass and directions to return to their lines before both groups parted ways peacefully.
It seems to me this could be an incredibly easy & cheap comedy to make - just the one set, a handful of actors, no CGI/stunts etc, just a coupla dudes from opposite sides of the greatest conflict in human history sitting around a dinner table while a complete stranger fusses over them??!?
There's a lot that's 100% right in this Ezra Klein article, but this line to me - not even from Klein himself - sums up a large part of the problem with MAGA, who always see themselves as some sort of Noble Moral Warrior Force of Goodness crusading for righteousness against forces that either don't exist:
The secret fear of the morally depraved is that virtue is actually common, and that they’re the ones who are alone.
or that turn out to be everything they dream/claim of being but aren't:
In Minnesota, all of the ideological cornerstones of MAGA have been proved false at once. Minnesotans, not the armed thugs of ICE and the Border Patrol, are brave. Minnesotans have shown that their community is socially cohesive — because of its diversity and not in spite of it. Minnesotans have found and loved one another in a world atomized by social media, where empty men have tried to fill their lonely soul with lies about their own inherent superiority. Minnesotans have preserved everything worthwhile about “Western civilization,” while armed brutes try to tear it down by force.