I'm not some sort of apologist, but I can see why a lot of countries felt the right to give the US grief the last few years. We haven't necessarily been on our best behavior. But for all the criticisms that we get, you'd think Europe would be some sort of egalitarian utopia where it's nothing but high fives and free healthcare. But I'd say they're really just crazy intolerant.
It starts with the French, with their long running debate on whether to allow head scarves in school, or to allow Aram women to wear their creey eye slit outfits (I think they are called TRON robes). Then there are the Danish cartoonists who ran out of things to draw until they remembered Mohammed was a hoot. Kinda douchey, but I can let poor taste slide.
But yesterday the Swiss - the SWISS - took the intolerent craziness to a new level when they outlawed minarets. Yes, that's right, they made an architectural flourish illegal. That is the most batshit crazy thing I've ever heard of. The vote wasn't close either - 58% supported it.
Is this the craziest thing ever? Is there a war on balconies coming that I'm not prepared for?
Monday, November 30, 2009
Europe = Crazy (and intolerant)
Inappropriate FB Comment Of The Day
Posted by Evil at 8:50 PM |
Tiger Woods Questions
Posted by Evil at 8:04 PM |
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Evil Update
Evil
Posted by Evil at 12:01 AM |
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Things That Make Me Say "Good Gravy"
There is an ad on CNN.com from CSX - the big train / freight company. In their ad, which I trust because I'm a High Flying Marketing Executive, they state that they can "move a ton of freight 436 miles on a single gallon of fuel" - to which I say, "Good Gravy!!!!"
I can barely move my 1/12th of a ton down the street with less than a gallon of beer or a pound of steak in my belly.
Posted by KillerB at 10:15 PM |
Labels: Good gravy, KillerB1
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Dreamin'
Evil
Posted by Evil at 8:55 PM |
It's An Unsafe, Unsafe World
Evil
Posted by Evil at 7:48 PM |
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
xTian and Evil Pose as Hipsters
“There are an a**load of motherf*ckers in there right now”.
The bouncer outside Jumbo’s Clown Room was exactly the sort of person we had been encountering all weekend, someone very intentionally semi-disheveled and projecting an air of confidence about it that I could never match.
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I wondered aloud if people should hide their mothers, given the sheer numbers of motherf*ckers in the vicinity. Only Evil laughed. When I asked if any of the goth burlesque dancers inside would make me a balloon animal, I was met with blank stares.
I would categorize this as an auspicious end to an entertaining if non traditional engagement/wedding weekend.
Evil and I had met up the day prior in LA. We were in town because the AY (formerly the MPCGEB) was getting married (sometime soon) and she wanted to hold a pre-reception for all her friends. In truth, it’s not obvious to me why I was invited, but I was so I came. I had met her boyfriend maybe twice and both times walked away worried that he was moments from kissing me. Outside of them, the only person I knew there was Evil.
For his part, Evil is properly great friends with the AY and absolutely should be there. So he traveled farther than I, getting on a plane yesterday (though there it was already today) just to make the event. When we met I noticed he was sipping Ginger Ale, Evil admitted that he overdosed on Ambien on the plane and proceeded to vomit in the aisle before he passed out about 1 hour into the flight. I found this hilarious. He did not even seem remotely embarrassed.
He was even less embarrassed when he put on his pork pie hat and suggested we walk two blocks and get in line for Jimmy Kimmel Live. Ostensibly, our agenda was to be invited to Jimmy’s house for Sunday football with the Killers, Tom Cruise’s mom, Adam Corolla and the Sports Guy Bill Simmons. What Evil neglected to mention to me was that he really wanted to see the Twilight kids. That was a major disappointment, no Twilight kids (they were pretaped) and no invite to Sunday football. Evil and I were disappointed. Evil was so disappointed that he ordered a pizza at 3am and ripped it apart.
The weekend itself was more hipster than I expected. There was a visit to the Magic Castle, the rental of the most awesome Korean BBQ Taco Truck, a 5 card no limit texas hold ‘em tournament and me singing a very disturbing rendition of Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Heart Club Band.
Saturday night, we did Dining in the Dark and ate in complete darkness - pretty wild. Coming back from our evening out, Evil and I introduced a brother on the trip with us to In-N-Out and we tore it up animal style at 2am.
It was good to see Evil again…
Monday, November 23, 2009
O Adam Lambert , Wherefore Art Thou Adam Lambert?
To answer Big A's question - this comes in second place for worst thing I've ever seen on television. First place was Joe Thiesmann's compound fracture at the hands of Lawrence Taylor on November 18, 1985. That, coincidentally, ended Joe Theismann's playing career.
So, I'm not sayin, I'm just sayin.
Posted by KillerB at 5:26 PM |
Labels: I'm not sayin, KillerB1
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Is A Bar Of Soap Self-Cleaning?
Evil
Posted by Evil at 9:26 PM |
2012 Here We Come
Posted by Evil at 9:21 PM |
Calling Sparks. SOS. Knox Trial Drawing to a Close
Sparks!!! WTF? Weren't you going to be our Knox Trial correspondent? Months and months of silence, and then I read today this thing is nearing an end?
What should I be thinking? What do I need to know? Is she a monster? Or is Italy the monster? What impact will this have on other slutty American girls who want to dodge a semester of academics in favor of drug fueled orgies? And how do we pursue a teaching post at these places? Do they need a High Flying Marketing Professor?
Posted by KillerB at 8:45 AM |
Labels: Ask KillerB1, Sparks=Wrong
Friday, November 20, 2009
To Guilt or not to Guilt
I am in a cab right now (mobile blogging). It's a slow slog home from jfk, so to speed things up my cabbie is pulling that stunt where you drive on the exit lanes and the cut in just as it ends. He's done it 4 times and I'm feeling conflicted. I NEVER do this when I'm driving because I'm not a giant asshole. But, I am eager to get home, and I'm not driving. I assume this guy wouldn't tell me how to be a high flying marketing executive, so why should I ask him not to be a giant asshole?
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Posted by KillerB at 3:06 PM |
Labels: MobileKillerB
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Gestures I Am Not Upset About
Why are people getting so pissy about this bow? They talk about it as though by bowing, President Obama somehow put us at risk or signaled how weak we are.
Perhaps we would be better off addressing the source of our national insecurity (weak dollar, unpopular wars, petty bi-partisan feuding etc.) rather than suggest we must prop it up with firm handshakes and a stiff upper lip.
Thoughts?
Posted by Xtian at 3:58 PM |
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
A Grassroots Effort *NOT* Conjured Up By FOXNews
Posted by Evil at 6:20 AM |
A Yanker's Unfair Treatment In The Media
Posted by Evil at 6:02 AM |
Monday, November 16, 2009
Gesture I'm Not Upset About
Why are people getting so pissy about this bow? They talk about it as though by bowing, President Obama somehow put us at risk or signaled how weak we are.
Perhaps we would be better off addressing the source of our national insecurity (weak dollar, unpopular wars, petty bi-partisan feuding etc.) rather than suggest we must prop it up with firm handshakes and a stiff upper lip.
Thoughts?
Posted by KillerB at 1:53 PM |
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Male Fantasy of the Day
Everyone's favorite female golfer (the only one we know by name) had beer poured all over her and loved it. Hotness.
(note to male Hose readers - DO NOT try this at home)
“Just seeing them come out and pour beer all over me, it was a great feeling,” Wie said. “I’ve always seen it on TV and I’ve always wanted people to pour beer on me. It was as great as I thought it was."
Also, she won a golf tournament.
Posted by KillerB at 8:56 PM |
Glee: Show Title Or The Way I Feel When I Watch This Show
This show is so great, they took a song that was ostensibly about masturbation and made into something else entirely. Something much deeper...Ryan Murphy, the show creator, broke down some of the tonal changes the show is developing here.
Such a charming, uplifting show...
Posted by Xtian at 6:25 PM |
Labels: we like to watch, xtian
Clueless Single Guy Problems
There are several downsides to not being married. Somehow you are often double booked for social occasions, but spend more time alone than you can possibly fathom. Whenever you tell someone something true and honest you run the risk of incurring a "why are you telling me this?" face and so forth. Anyway, I have encountered a totally new and even worse downside. Check out this email:
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With that commitment in mind, we are writing to inform you that the Consumer Product Safety Commission, National Highway Traffic Safety Administration and/or the U.S. Food and Drug Administration have announced a voluntary recall of the following item(s) for failure to meet U.S. safety standards.
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Our records indicate that you purchased the above item(s). It is recommended that you stop using this product immediately and follow the manufacturer's directions as outlined on the recall notice, which can be found by clicking here.
For the latest product safety information, we encourage you to visit our dedicated microsite at www.Toysrus.com/Safety. You'll also find tips that were developed in partnership with Safe Kids Worldwide on preventing accidental childhood injuries.
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1-800-TOYSRUS (869-7787).
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Who the hell did I buy this for? I have no idea? The truth is, in the last year I felt compelled to buy a baby gift for 6 different people most of whom are actually in my family. I am not sure I can explore this directly, because I only decided midway to standardize the gift on a monetary basis, so its possible the first few gifts varied widely in price and quality. This is horrible.
If I had a wife, I would not have this issue and someone's finger could potentially be spared. Help!
Today is my birthday. Also today, the odometer on the 13-year-old jalopy that I drive every day hit my birthday, 11/15/76! It's a Birthday Miracle!
I'm not sure what the odds of this are. If you assume that the odometer was going to hit 111576 at some point, then the odds that it would happen on a November 15 of some year would be 1/365 = 0.27%. But I think the probability is actually lower, since you have to figure that probability of an old Jeep lasting 13 years and over 100,000 miles is less than 100%, and the probability that it will stay in the same family that entire time is even lower.
Still, I think it's pretty neat.
Posted by Sparks at 3:27 PM |
Labels: Sparks=Wrong
Happy Birthday, Sparks
If anyone is looking for what to get Sparks for his birthday, I dug up a letter (hand written! No spell check!) said Birthday Boy wrote me in 1994 regarding his music preferences:
"80% of the music that I listen to is alternative. Well, at least I used to think it was alternative until Mtv started calling bands like Pearl Jam and The Breeders alternative. Now I guess I have to say I like underground music. Some of my personal favorites are Ministry, Thrill Kill Kult, Coil, Skinny Puppy, Nine Inch Nails, Tear Garden, and The Legendary Pink Dots...In fact, the only thing I really hope you don't love is R&B. Please don't say that you have R Kelly's new one and everything Shai ever wrote."
Birthday wishes.
Posted by T-mo at 9:46 AM |
Labels: Sparks=Wrong
Friday, November 13, 2009
Worthy Of A Congressional Investigation
Posted by Evil at 5:10 AM |
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Mystery Photo Of The Day
Posted by Evil at 7:08 PM |
Ask Sparks - Facial Hair Edition
Posted by Evil at 2:23 AM |
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Who Even Is This Guy?!??!
This made me laugh/cry all at the same time.
How do I get Megan Fox to hang out with me in Vegas?
Posted by Xtian at 2:37 PM |
Labels: who even is this guy?, xtian
Monday, November 09, 2009
Mad Men Episode 13: Shut the Door, Have a Seat
It all comes to a head in a way we were sort of anticipating but in a way more fun manner than we could have ever hoped for.
Trudy rocks! Betty sucks! and Joan! More Joan!
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Before I get to fun; let's get some perfunctory stuff out of the way. Betty wants to divorce Don and is willing to relocate to Nevada with Henry Francis to make this happen. Don is all like "whatever" then goes nuts when Roger tells him that there is someone named Henry Francis in the mix then he comes about two inches away from beating her before he backs down. Why, you ask? We'll get to that in a minute.
Conrad Hilton summons Don. He tells him that McCann has bought PPL and since Connie was only dealing with SC as an alternative to his primary ad firm (McCann) this pretty much terminates their relationship. Don gets a little snippy and Connie goes all papa bear on him asking him if he is a whiner or a winner - Dick or Don? And then they have sex! No they don't, because Connie is his dad not his boyfriend. I have been confusing this relationship all season. What does that say about me?
This sends Don into a time vortex, where he revisits a memory of his old man quitting a farm collective that is getting screwed. Don resolves to be a winner and runs to Bertram!(?). Bert agrees to try to buy back SC from the Brits. Bert also papa bears Don and demands that he man up and apologize to Roger so he can join their conspiracy. Roger makes Don eat it till he admits that he needs Roger's client management skills, then he gives him some papa bear advice! (Somebody's no where near as a big a hobo as he thinks).
Finally, they approach Pryce with a proposal to buy the firm. He laughs them off, but only sort of, because really he likes these guys way better than he likes St. Johns and the rest of those uppity buggers back in England. Don has another flashback where his father finally relents and takes very little for his crops. Of course on his way to Chicago to get screwed he gets kicked in the head by his horse and dies! Don ain't going out like that. Eat it y'all. When Pryce finds out that St. John is packing him off to McCann as well, he does all the principals the favor of firing them all in exchange for partnership in their new firm.
The rest of the episode is the world's greatest heist movie. Can the fearsome foursome get everyone they want and enough clients to start a business before the Brits can cabosh the whole thing? Of course! Pryce calls a carpeting cleaning holiday on Friday December 13, 1963 so they can get rid of everyone. He then fires the three principals after close of business London time giving them the weekend to run out the back door with everything not nailed down to the floor and anyone who has bothered to innovate anything in the last three seasons.
Peggy - Don assume Peggy will come and she calls BS. She makes him eat it till he admits that she is (1) Good (2) Not simply an extension of his own pathos (3) a big girl now. Hey, is Don building a new family?
Peter - Peter is a total goon and no one likes him but Don is forced to admit to his face that Peter is in some ways more creative (aeronautics, the black market, teens) than the rest of them and if he can show up with 8MM in billings by Sunday he's in! As a partner! I'm glad Peter gets to stay. In my mind, Peter is one of the best developed characters on TV. As an Angel fan, I'm glad Vincent Kartherias is doing so well.
Trudy - Peter is only tolerable because Trudy keeps him on a short leash. When he tries to jerk Don and Roger around she takes control in a way that I, Roger and don all find hysterical. It's clear that Don and Roger would rather have Trudy around than either Peter or their own wives.
Harry - Harry is another innovator from the SC crowd, recognizing the television opportunity ahead of all others. When Bert propositions him he is at a loss about what to do. Evil Bert reappears and offers to stick him in a closet overnight if he doesn't accept. Harry starts grabbing boxes.
As much fun as recruiting this conspiracy is, these goons are useless unless the job calls for boozing, smoking or philandering. They want to steal everything but have no idea where anything is. Roger, recognizing he has both a boner and a need, summons Joan. Joan knows exactly what to do and arrives with movers and a working knowledge of everything they need to take.
By Monday, they are up and running in the Pierre Hotel having stolen about 40MM in annual billings. Don agrees to let Betty go because he no longer needs her. He has lived up to his Hobo Code and walked out of an unappealing situation but he managed to do so while building a new family, one he seems capable of communicating with. That's real growth! Nice job, Don!
This almost felt like a series finale in a lot of ways. I mean Don's arc in my mind has found its logical conclusion. Where do we go from here? A spin off about about a sassy black lady raising two white kids with horrible lisps? Maybe...
Posted by Xtian at 10:24 PM |
Labels: mad men, we like to watch, xtian
Music Video That Makes Me Happy
Aside from being an infectious song, these guys decided to make a video that invokes the opening to #5 on the Hose's official list of the Top 10 Movies of the 90s.
Happy thoughts all around....
Posted by Xtian at 10:22 PM |
Labels: we like to listen, xtian
Dear Apparel Industry
Why do you use L/G as an abbreviation for large? M works fine for medium. S works fine for small. XL works fine for Extra Large. How about and "L" for large? That should work fine, right?
Posted by KillerB at 2:19 PM |
Creepy Photo Of The Day
Evil
Posted by Evil at 7:10 AM |
Sunday, November 08, 2009
The Hosecast Episode 15: DZB and Relationships
DZB, star of everyone's favorite "Ask xTian", stops by gives us a relationship update and preview the season finale of Mad Men
Listen to the whole discussion here.
Posted by Xtian at 8:49 PM |
Labels: clueless about women, mad men, xtian
Saturday, November 07, 2009
Unhappy Alum
Posted by Evil at 9:10 PM |
Shocking Fact Of The Day
Posted by Evil at 7:16 AM |
Friday, November 06, 2009
Household Conversations
Evil
Posted by Evil at 6:24 AM |
temp roommate update
Posted by Evil at 1:59 AM |
Thursday, November 05, 2009
World Series Hero and True Yankee Hideki Matsui Lives Up To Amusing Japanese Stereotype
Journalistically irresponsible sports blog (TIME Magazine Asian Edition) profiled Hideki Matsui for its Asian Heroes series a few years ago and wrote the following in paragraph 10:
Indeed, his only eccentricity, if it can be called that, is his extensive private library of adult videos. His refreshing ability to laugh self-deprecatingly about his porno collection, reporters say, is one reason why fans and even nonfans have taken to him so much. Says former reporter Isao Hirooka: "Hideki just wants to be like ordinary people."
Granted, I have known about this for several years but have not brought it up because really, who even is this guy? Right? Then he bats .900 against left handed pitchers and I decide this is worth rehashing...
My Hobby In An Alternate Universe
Evil
Posted by Evil at 9:16 AM |
World Champs!
Posted by Evil at 12:44 AM |
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
xTian Sighting
xTian showed up on someone else's sports podcast to talk WNBA, the Quiddich World Cup, centaurs and professional field hockey.
You can listen here.
Posted by Xtian at 8:35 AM |
Labels: sports, the Hosecast, xtian
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
Should a Man This Fat Be My Governor?
NJ Gubernatorial Candidate Chris Christie shakes hands with voters before eating his young
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On my way to vote today in one of the elections that is a universal referendum on how people everywhere feel about our president (or not), I was accosted by a woman (possibly high on meth) in a green Chris Daggett shirt.
She asked if I was interested in learning more about Chris Daggett. I admitted I was, though not for the reason she thought. I had no intention on voting for him but earlier in the day I had said something to the effect of "Who even is this guy?" and felt uninformed. I don't like being uninformed. I have like one job as a citizen - vote for people I agree with, you do a little research and this is easy. Anyway, I tuned in for whatever she was banging on about.
She started by pointing out that I should trust no man as fat as Chris Christie. She pointed out that I should take this as a sign of his lack of self control. In addition being ludicrous she also made me nervous by her demeanor. She shrieked her thoughts as she bit on her thumb, and thrust her sign under her arm and used the other hand to address a running nose. She then looked at me and at took half a step back:
"I mean you're a big guy, but this man is OUT OF CONTROL". I reflected on how little self control I had as this woman blinked at me incessantly.
I asked about her view on Corzine. She blurted that incumbent John Corzine had had his chance and raised taxes and ruined everything for everyone everywhere. She then began screaming about her landlord and his personal relationship with Chris Daggett (whoever that is). I stayed engaged with her just so others could scoot by and vote but when the coast was clear I made a break for it. As I walked briskly, she yelled some more about how I should vote.
Inside, no one could find my registration and people stared at each other blankly until I started speaking Spanish. They a woman pulled out a provisional ballot and asked me to fill it out, seal it in the adjoining envelope and hand it back to her. I wonder if the tweaker had this hard a time voting...
I can't comment on whether Chris Christie being a fat f*ck (fact!) has anything to do with his self control but I will use the word "slovenly" to describe how he ran his content free campaign. His entire platform more or less added up to "vote for me! I'm not John Corzine! Who used to run Goldman! and is evil! and uses all your tax money to light cigars with his yuppie pals! in Hoboken! QED"
I hope he loses. Then I hope he takes left over campaign contributions and commissions a portrait of himself - half man- half elephant and hangs it over his bed.
Facebook Boo-Boos
Evil
Posted by Evil at 8:13 AM |
Quickies
Evil
Posted by Evil at 5:46 AM |
Photo Of The Day
If you guys want, I can also make the t-shirt version of this available on Cafe Press. Oh what the heck, I'll also make the thong version available. I know Manolo would want it that way.
Posted by Evil at 5:26 AM |
Monday, November 02, 2009
Soon To Be World Series Hero and True Yankee ARod has his most Gay-Rodish Moment Yet
I read this 4 hours ago and can't stop laughing...
A Centaur? HAHAHAHAH
(i am totally going to copy this...)
What The F, Europe?
Evil
Posted by Evil at 9:59 AM |
Sunday, November 01, 2009
Mad Men Episode 12: The Grown Ups
Normally, watching people watch TV is decidedly un-compelling.
I know this. I recorded myself watching TV once and I could not imagine anything less interesting. This week, Mad Men decided to subject us to an hour of people watching TV.
More...Everyone is cold, then everyone is hot. The significance of this escapes me. Clearly, its significant. I think it was cold because that was most appropriate for the B plot of the week, where Campbell loses out in the head of accounts race to Ken. Then it suddenly gets very hot. Then Kennedy is shot in Dallas.
So, when you talk to people about the Kennedy assassination, they talk about Camelot and the loss of innocence. People have managed to turn into some larger statement about when America was great and suddenly started to grow up and become what it is now (something people sort of equate with something less than great).
Mad Men has, for the past three seasons, basically disagreed with this hypothesis. There was nothing particularly great or wonderful about late 50s/early 60s America. People were still the same self involved, petty weak people they are now. They were just better at hiding their flaws in a some sort of waspy, well mannered veneer.
I thought about this as I watched several characters on Mad Men use the Kennedy tragedy to their own ends. Jane uses it as a ploy to be a total brat at Roger's daughter's wedding. Betty uses it as an excuse to see the politician and build up the resolve to tell Don she no longer loves him. Duck uses it to bed Peggy. Roger uses it as another excuse to speak to Joan. Peggy's room mate used it as an excuse to host a party. Finally, and most demonstrably, Campbell uses it to turn Trudy against SterlingCooper.
So basically, none of them actually cared much about the Kennedy assassination at all. They just used it as a backdrop for their own pathology. Wild. People have been talking about how Weiner and Co. would handle the Kennedy assassination. I must say, I did not think it would be like this.
Of course, now that I think about it, it makes perfect sense. These small people, they get smaller every week.
Very demure lead in to a big season finale...will Betty leave Don? Will Peter leave SterlingCooper? Will Roger run to Joan? Will Peggy run to Duck? What about the Brits? What about...everything?
Posted by Xtian at 10:46 PM |
Labels: mad men, we like to watch, xtian
Sunday Morning Dancing
Read an article about Julian Casablanca's new album in the NY Times and decided to check the album out. Loved it, I figured between that, our recent conversation on Synth Pop and my recent obsession with Matt & Kim I would share this mix with you.
Wooo
Posted by Xtian at 11:58 AM |
Labels: we like to listen