Gotta love stiff old white men

I'm a little late to the party but I finally heard/saw this today. Needless to say, it's an instant classic. He definitely gets my vote now, due to the fact that he speaks my language. He really has his finger on the pulse of the young African-American. OK, but seriously, how fucking condescending, ignorant, and just plain racist is it to feel the need to "talk black" around Black people? You can't just say, "Hello?", or "Nice to meet you all!", or the very simple but still popular, "Good afternoon!" Do you think that if there's no reference to a rap song then we won't understand what you're saying? I wish there were such thing as a negative vote. Fuck Romney.

Sign of the Apocolypse

If you know me, you know I hate reality television. I truly have a deep hatred for that overproduced, cringe-inducing, stereotypical, socially-inept behavior enabling, CRAP. Except for this, which I stumbled upon tonight. After watching this episode, I actually had to record another episode. This series just vaulted into my top ten.

Update to "I guess it makes too much sense"...

An update to my post from 12/3/2007 regarding the BCS and a proposed playoff system. Apparently, my proposal is simple enough for at least one university administrator. Enough so that the president of the University of Georgia stole my idea. I'm willing to take one for the team if it means this gets done.

Great Moments in Pop Culture #3

The BOX 1991-2005

What it's remembered for:
Caller requested videos

What it should be remembered for:
Rumpshaker by Wreckx-N-Effect; Put 'em on Glass by Sir Mix a Lot

Why it makes my list:
Along with Jerry Springer Uncensored, Super Mario Kart on the Nintendo 64, and lots of beer, The BOX pretty much defined my college leisure time. It was really the only way to see music videos that either didn't fit MTV's target demographic, or was just deemed too damn racy to air. I mean, it was very important to me to be able to see chicks in thongs bouncing by a pool. (The standard to which all rap music videos were held to in the mid-nineties.) Also, it was a way to be introduced to artists that your local radio station wasn't necessarily playing. In a rare instance of greed by the larger music companies that actually resulted in a benefit to music consumers, their A&R people would make video requests on behalf of their lesser known bands. Sometimes it resulted in really terrible bands getting too much air time, but that's better than seeing a Madonna video 150 times a day.

Now with the Internet and On-Demand cable services, The BOX's niche is not as needed, but let's all tip our hats to their idea and the time when they ruled. Viva La BOX!