Pre-Sweet 16 Sunday Open Thread

Good evening. The thinking goes that it's the offseason, time to slack off and just crawl up in a ball of avoidance until the NFL Draft. Up here in DFO, it's at least 2 posts per day. I've been tied up with a Spanish peli rosa about time travel and Y2K

Random Carpenterin’ Wednesday

‘Sup. I’m on plane in Panamá City to San Juan, PR after a 10-day vacay in Bogotá. It. Was. Awesome. Did I have coca tea? Sí. Was it good? ¡Oh sí! And necessary; Bogotá’s altitude is a motherfucker for olding basterds like 🎶Meeee🎶. Check out the water traffic from BOG to

Early Window Sunday Sub Job

Buenos días. Your friendly neighboUrhood Scotchnaut caught a case of the Real Lifes and is indisposed for posting duties on this most blessed (and kinda hungover) Sunday, may Gamblor be unto you. Let me wish, for those who partake, a Happy Fantasy Football playoffs. Your 14 weeks of blind luck

Become Revolutionary: Be Decent

Donald Trump is a proven liar, fraudster, sex assaulter, top-secrets divulger, and is likely a foreign agent. This declining and feckless creep cares about nothing but his money. I’d offer my condolences to U.S. citizens, but 47 is the president of Puerto Rico too. And we don’t get to vote

2024 Titans Bye Report: Hostage Situation

I hoped the Titans would reach their bye at 1-3. Well look at that: they did. They say: have low or zero expectations, and you will never be disappointed. This is airtight logic, a great defenCe mechanism, but a freakin’ downer. I prefer my wisdom with a side order of SOME

Roach at the Hen Dance: 2024 Titans Preview

About 20 teams dominate NFL discourse in all its manifestations, from yelling between fans to the hurling of fecal hashtags, and even “Letter to a Young Me” vomitives. By contrast, AFC South teams are the kids’ table of the National Football Lee, and the Titans are the stinky introvert who

Burying the 2024 Offseason – Sunday Night Open Thread

Stop all the clocks. Cut off the cellphone ringer. Mute all family chats. Program “Out-Of-Office” emails to run at lunchtime next Thursday, graffiti your church with C U in Fe  March, and make your fat clothes accessible in your closet and drawer because the time of sloth and rage and