Your “Beware the Ides of….August, I Guess” Sunday Night Open Thread

If you're reading this, you already know: All the first week NFL pre-season games are over.  In fact, there was only one NFL/football-like substance on today, Panthers at Gravyboats. Others have covered "what Friday meant" and "are the XXXX for real?" and "do the Texans exist?" With the exception of

Your “Dear Lord, How is it Already August” Sunday Evening Open Thread

As the title clearly lays out, I cannot believe it is August. Maybe it's the enduring pandemic that we can't escape due to variants and the defiant ignorance/selfishness of the freedumb crowd. Maybe it's the fact I've been so busy at work that I can't keep track of time. Maybe

On the Kindness of Strangers (aka ArmedandHammered Is Really Generous With Beer)

You know what 2020 was good for? Almost nothing. But a) it made (some of) us grateful for time with friends and family and b) it taught many of us that even when we can't go anywhere and are suddenly gifted extra time, we still don't do anything with that.

Drunken Ramblings of a Jew on Christmas / Christmas Eve into Christmas Morning Open Thread

When I started writing this, it was in the wee hours of Christmas Eve Eve, when the nerdy kids are checking NORAD's Santa Tracker, the kids that bully those kids are starting to sweat a little, and I'm enough cocktails in that I've just started throwing some new combinations together

Your “Who’s That Mysterious Figure?” Sunday Night Football Open Thread

It was a cold night. Not historically cold or even stereotypically cold given how goddamn freezing it can get around these parts but just objectively and objectionably cold. I hate it when people dismiss temperatures in the 20s (that's Fahrenheit, obviously) as "not that bad"--Fuck you, when condensation chills to

There’s Got To Be A Pony In There Somewhere

Bless yeahright's heart, for amidst all the literal chaos, death, destruction, and despair of 2020, he suggested we all gather 'round the DFO clubhouse fire and share what we're still thankful for this year. It reminds me of the story of the family that moves to a new house, and while

What Day Is It Today? Thursday? Evening Open Thread

Oh, hi there. As you've likely noted, BrewHombreRoy is off looking for clues in a series of brutal hobo murders. For those of you that don't know me, I'm BrettFavresColonoscopy, I lackadaisically write the DFO mailbag, and I'm filling in just for tonight. I insert a lot of extraneous links

Mouth Flies Open: DFO Mailbag #17

The team at DFO is committed to brightening the world with insights, observations, and dick jokes. This mailbag feature is just one more way in which we extend our mission beyond football to the rest of life’s broad and multi-chromatic palette. We're getting closer and closer to the inevitable Chiefs-Patriots AFC Championship matchup--AND spending

Mouth Flies Open: DFO Advice Mailbag #16

The team at DFO is committed to brightening the world with insights, observations, and dick jokes. This mailbag feature is just one more way in which we extend our mission beyond football to the rest of life’s broad and multi-chromatic palette. The NFL season is a reality for 28 or so teams, so the

Tales from the Kicked

Exterior, an old and rickety mansion. Cobwebs cling to crevices that cover creaking corners. Of course, the night is dark and stormy. Lightning cracks through the air, breaking through the darkness to reveal glimpses of prying eyes from fauna and who knows what else.  On the front stoop, a slight

2019 Chicago Bears at the Bye

As I write this, the Bears have just finished choking away a game in London, like Theresa May but with none of the charm. They only had a lead at all due to a fantastic second half comeback, and then the last few drives were marred by incompetence and malfeasance,