It's mid-Summer, which can only mean one thing: revisiting the Age of Sail! That's right, bitches-- in the absence of serious hockey, basketball and Tuesday football, oceans are now battlefields! Currently I am listening to a biography of Commodore Stephen Decatur and reading a delightful account of the Seven Years War
Author: The Right Reverend Electric Mayhem
Nonsense and Such: Tuesday Open Thread
I got nothing. Sometimes it seems like the Universe is against you, everything is running off the track, and the only thing left is to look to a Higher Power for aid, comfort and guidance. That's right: astrology! Accordingly, please enjoy the first installment of Miss Cleo's Football Fandom Horoscopes (Week of July
Signs AND Portents? In This Economy?!?: Tuesday Open Thread
Congratulations to the Florida Panthers. You have placed another nail in the coffin that is The Natural Order. We've covered many times how the Modern Captialist Corporatocracy is not satisfied by mere excellence, but demands infinite growth. Unchecked growth is also one of the definitional characteristics of cancer. Extending the metaphor,
Heavy, Heavy Fuel : Tuesday Open Thread
Purple Drank: Tuesday Open Thread
Yeah Right rejoice- the Vikings have made the obvious decision without (apparently) setting themselves on fire! Justin Jefferson, who was set to make $19 million playing on the fifth-year team option of his rookie contract this year, agreed to another 4 years at $140 million, $110 million of which is notionally
Scarcity as Value: Tuesday Open Thread
So in addition to my other avocations (raconteur, gentleman thief, hobbyist blacksmith, Holy Man for Hire) I am also the World's Cheapest Watch Snob. I really enjoy mechanical clocks and watches- the amazing precision of ninety pieces (or more) meshing together in harmony is mesmerizing. These devices were the cutting
In Which Rev Pays For His Hubris: Tuesday Open Thread
"Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall." Proverbs 16:18 (KJV) For someone with such deep-seated self-loathing, I can be surprisingly arrogant. It's a puzzle. In my brash youth of, uh, a month ago, I made a sincere but reckless pronouncement regarding the sixth pick of the NFL Draft: "I will
Camping Adventures II: The Search for Spork: Tuesday Open Thread
We're going camping this weekend. I hate camping. My ancestors camped for 40 fucking years in the desert because they were complaining dickholes who reverted to idolotry at the drop of a hat. Camping was punishment, and the intervening 3000 years of Jewish history have been a relatively steady march away from
10,000ish Posts!: Tuesday Open Thread
Whelp, it finally happened. This ragtag website, "run" by a bunch of idiots, shitheads, ne'erdowells, reprobates and overall dumbasses, has reached 10,000 posts. And I just want to say, on behalf of those behind the scenes, who put their heart, soul, time and money into this crazy little online clubhouse: What an
What Draft?: Tuesday Open Thread
DRAFT NIGHT OPEN THREAD! (plus Reverend Mayhem’s 2024 Final Mock Draft)
So here we are. Clock is ticking. Mistakes will be made, both happy accidents and career-ending missteps. Christmas Morning for our deviant kind. Ho ho ho, bitches. As predicted, whole lotta bullshit spewing from all quarters. Also as predicted, I am not immune to the Draft Brain Slugs that infect the media