Giuseppe Zangara

The dude looks coked out of his mind. Anyway, I'm not going to defend what Richards said, but I'm not going to believe he's a racist for it. It seems to me just a terribly misguided attempt at shock humor.

Closing Time is my favorite 70s-era Waits album, definitely. As enjoyable as it can be, a lot of his 70s stuff is interchangable, the slightly overrated Small Change included.

I'm less convinced of TSB as a masterpiece now than I was just a few years ago, but I still like it a whole bunch. And yes, the lowering of it in my estimation is due largely to the last two Lips albums being piss poor rehashes of that particular album's sound.

Paul makes like 200k a year. He ain't sweatin it.

No matter, storing your urine is some real Howard Hughes shit, ya know?

Dog-hating pee freak.

Not advocating they go out and arrest these parents right now, but really, consider why or how a child would do such a thing. He couldn't have had a healthy upbringing.

I once vomited in the restroom of a Stake 'n' Shake in Palm Coast.

I'm over halfway through this. This is just the sort of album that—as addressed earlier—Jay-Z would release in the downtime between putting out albums to prove that his claims of running the rap game or whatever wasn't just blowing smoke. Kingdom Come is agreeable enough filler—and rest assured, this is little other than filler—but not the sort of thing someone coming out of "retirement" following what was arguably the best album of his career should have bothered releasing. Not that I know anything; this will obviously make Jay-Z a mint, so feh. Good for him.

I just put this on. Wish me luck.

I changed mine to 100 and now "A positive thread about Princess Leena" is a slim four pages.

Yes, have you taken I-95 from Jacksonville down to Miami before? No matter how bad you may think the turnpike may be, I-95 is infinitely worse, especially in the stretch between Daytona and West Palm. It just goes on forever. Ha. I haven't, actually—I've only been to Miami once; layovers in Gainesville were involved on the way to and on the way back, so I took 75—but I know how bad 95 gets south of Daytona. I've taken it down a few times to Titusville on my way to Orlando to avoid I-4 rush hour traffic and almost always regretted not manning up and going with I-4, anyway. For those of you unfamiliar with I-95 as it goes through Florida, there are no major cities between Daytona and West Palm's run of 200 miles; all of those are either in central or western Florida. All you get on the eastern half are a few hick and beach towns. The only other thing you get is trees. Miles and miles of trees.

Typically deep, trenchant insight from Bob Van Deon. Keep your inanity to the wrestling folders, nobody.

Anytime myself and various friends have pondered road trips to California, inevitably we considered the grim possibility that the stretch of I-10 from Texas to California was as soul-crushing and desolate as the stories we'd heard.

I mentioned the Florida Turnpike up there and boy, let me tell you. There's something just so unpleasant and gauche about that stretch of road. Maybe it's the tourist information centers every eight miles (just about anyone not using I-95 but still traveling south to Disney World has to hit the Turnpike). Or the toll booths. Toll booths! I loathe those things. My only other adulthood experience dealing with toll booths was a road trip up north me and some friends took five years ago. The Jersey Turnpike was interstate robbery. And have I mentioned that, when we were going north on the Jersey Turnpike, without ever changing lanes, we somehow got misdirected and found ourselves going south? I hate turnpikes.

Are you taking the turnpike? I've only traversed it once and didn't like it all, though I suppose it's the most convenient route for you.

I can't get over the wonderful stupidity, the spineless self-loathing of it. "Guys, since they didn't test blood for AIDS back in the 80s, I shouldn't talk to women ever." Just ban Marvin from the board.

I want everyone to take a moment and consider that Marvin—in order to avoid, yet again, not taking any advice given to him—has said that he might have AIDS, meaning he may as well continue shutting himself off females. Seriously, think about it. Really think about it; it's both hilarious and pathetic. Pathlarious.

Hey now, Magic Johnson's been riding the HIV Gravy Train for almost as long.

Oof, look at me brag about all the Towers I've visited.

Oh, I forgot you don't actually live in Chicago. Anyway, Tower had decent selection, but there was something slightly Wal-Mart—in everything but prices, which were always a dollar or two more than any decent store I'd visit in the same city—about the place, anyway. And I say this having been to ones in Atlanta, New Orleans and NYC.

Tower isn't worth romanticizing.

bigolsmitty is a bastard and I hate him.

Guys, did you see the thread where Paul used "Tim Burton" pejoratively. Directed at me.

Anyone who post dogs in this thread gets the edge, as far as I'm concerned.