(It's Good) To Be Free
Be sure to go and read my big announcement (gimme some comment love yo!) in case you haven't heard.
And before I begin today, let me tell you that I have had a big fucking smile on my face ever since Friday afternoon. Even more so yesterday as I read the Sunday paper and didn't even have to look through the classifieds. So best.
Friday night, I did what any newly employed person with a week of joblessness left would do. I bought a bottle of wine, rented the Britpop documentary Live Forever as well as the first season of The Office and came home, got drunk and laughed my ass off. Live Forver is very hot or miss but I enjoyed the hell out of it if only for Noel and Liam. Noel, predictably, spends much of his time bashing Blur to high levels of hilarity and Liam sits stonefaced throughout his interview explaining how he's more worried about his haircut than he is Blur or politics. Liam is so fucking thick that he's a genius. He see's things in very black and white terms and quite often has surprisingly intelligent things to say because of this(does that makes any sense? Didn't think so). Damon proves once and for all that he's just a posh wanker with an over inflated sense of worth and won't even go near Oasis v. Blur. "It's all been said before..." Not quite boyo. Parts of the movie are quite substandard (why did they interview Massive Attack but not Elastica?), but I'd still recommend it for enthusiasts of the genre. Surprisingly, Sleeper's incredibly hot frontwoman Louise Wener adds alot to the festivities.
Saturday, I met Matt Blueroom (pictured) at the ESPN Zone in DC to take in the Sox v. Yanks. For some reason, they sat us in these leather recliners right in front of their big screen TV. Shit was crazy. We had like 18 TV's in front of us, but were solely concentrating on beating the Evil Empire. Unfortunately, a combination of Curt Liskanick, a 9-4 Yanks lead and crappy service drove us from our plush seats around the 6th inning (before the comeback but after the fight). We ventured over to Georgetown so we could drool at all the beautiful babies and try and catch The Bourne Supremacy which, predictably, was very sold out, so we saw Anchorman instead. I didn't have high hopes for the film, but it was surprisingly good. Unlike other comedies of this type that generally suffer when they get to the actual plot of the movie, Anchorman was very funny throughout. Again, highly recommended. Steve Carell almost steals the movie.
The Sox won again last night, but I want a sweep of the O's this week before I declare that we have a pulse. A group of us are going to make the trip to Baltimore tomorrow to catch the game. I haven't been to Camden Yards since 1995!
Former Celtic and current(?) alcoholic Vin Baker is being sued by his personal trainer.
Dolphin running back Ricky Williams decided he'd rather smoke ganja than make millions in the NFL, so he's retiring at the ripe old age of 27. He really screwed the Fins on this one. If he had done this last week, the team could have jumped in the Eddie George signing derby, as it is, they will be picking someone off the career scrap heap.
The Sports Guy answers reader mail, but only from females.
Morrsissey dance dot com. Genius! [via Brad]
You have bad taste in music dot com [via redboy]
Wow! That geezer Ian Brown hired a Stone Roses cover band and sang a bunch of Roses songs at a gig last night! Look at this set list:
I Wanna Be Adored / Sally Cinnamon / Song For My (Sugar Spun Sister) / Waterfall / Mersey Paradise / Made Of Stone / She Bangs The Drums / Where Angels Play / Elizabeth My Dear / I Am The Resurrection / Fools Gold / My Star / If Dolphins Were Monkeys / Golden Gaze / F.E.A.R. / Time Is My Everything
The Super Furries plan out some Reading warm up gigs.
It's not in what you say / it's in what you do
You point the finger at me / but I don't believe
That is the most hilarious photo of Matt ever, even better than the one of him passed out in a chair!
And I'm not even drunk!