NFL Speakeasy Stories: No Mean City

Libertine, Chatham Arch. 2:47 am, February 28th, 2017 Stepping in from the biting cold where his head was exposed to the incessant rain that surely planned to torment him through this week's work trip, James Cook could only imagine how much of a glowing red beacon his balding head would be at a place like

In Search of a Goddess – Episode 1

[10:05 AM, Interior of Dave, The 5, heading south] tWBS: I thought you said we had to stick to the yellow. balls:  Yes. tWBS:  So, why are we heading south on I-5? balls: The 5. tWBS: I-5! balls: The 5. tWBS:  Look, it's part of the United States Interstate Highway system created by the Federal-Aid Highway Act

In Search of a Goddess – Prologue

[2:33 am, Interior, Bedroom] The telephone rings, interrupting tWBS's masturb.....errrrrr, waking him up. tWBS:  Hello? Man on Phone:  It's time. tWBS:  Time for what?  Dude I was just in the middle of masturb.....errrrrr, sleeping. Man on Phone:  Just pack a bag and get out here.  It's time. tWBS:  Time for wh.... CLICK tWBS:  Dammit - Three Days later, tWBS sits

Better Know A Guy Who’s Going To Screw Up Your Franchise For The Next 2-4 Years: Aftermath Edition

Whelp, the NFL Head Coaching Carousel appears to have come to a screeching halt with Kyle Shanahan's coronation as 49er's head "coach". Unless, of course, Jim Irsay reawakens from one of his quaalude-induced power naps and drops the hammer on Chuck Pagano. So: who is going to be the albatross around

Your “DFO Super Bowl Hate Week Extra Day” Monday Evening and also Tuesday Morning Open Thread

2017 Fade in:  Int. Buffalo Wild Wings, Wichita, KS, 9:30 pm. Patrons stare at the screen, in disbelief or joy at what they had just witnessed. Under the table Winston's feet made convulsive movements. He had not stirred from his seat, but in his mind he was running, swiftly running, he was with the crowds

That’s it.

Author's Note:  I wrote this in the wee hours of Monday morning after being rightfully PISSED OFF about Sunday's game.  I've sat on it and spent all of Monday trying to cool down and get some perspective.  I'm re-reading it on Monday night to see if I want to take

CrimeBeat!: DO YOU SEE THE LIGHT?!?! Edition

Brothers and sisters and those in between, I thank you for joining the DFO congregation on this glorious day. It is a day of hope. It is a day of slacking. It is a day for reflecting upon what depths of inebriation you sank to last weekend in order to

Your “THIS IS NOT A DRILL!-The Redux” Thursday Night Football Open Thread

Although his powers of evil are completely capable of making it happen, not even RGshithead (that's Roger Goodell) would cancel six games.  Right? (my glass is half full btw) So here we are-cheering for football itself, our fave teams and most importantly, NO INJURIES. This is who we are, folks.

Beauty, Longing, and a Hammock: My trip to Rio, the Land of The Asses

Rio de Janeiro is one of the most beautiful cities I have ever been lucky enough to visit.  Check that.  The locale is the most beautiful place in the world in which to place a city.  As my plane was landing oh so many years ago, all I could think

CrimeBeat!: Better Never Than Late Edition

So yeah. In God's ongoing quest to drive me insane using ten thousand tiny frustrations, last week's best Crime News I Could Use came out an hour or so after I posted a disjointed bitchfest about how nothing good (for purposes of this column) had happened over the traditionally Target