Here’s a history of Halloween, and here’s a countdown of the 50 best horror films ever. What do you think is the scariest movie ever? I haven’t seen a ton of horror flicks, but the one that sticks out to me as the scariest I’ve ever seen is The Shining. One of the few instances where the movie is actually better than the book. I’m planning on watching Rosemary’s Baby for the first time tonight. Finally, here’s a collection of some of the worst costumes ever.
If anyone had a really ridiculous costume in the past, please expound below. I was wrestling legend Gorgeous Jimmy Garvin (below) when I was 12.

Johnny felt rotten all weekend, and didn’t make it out to any Halloween festivities. In fact, he still isn’t feeling great. Though early indications are that this is the bird flu, there has been some discussion in the medical community that it is scurvy. He has not, however, suffered any toilet related injury.

A couple of kool things are going on this weekend. First of all, I am going to be a part of Penn’s midnight madness for the hoops team. Sadly, I will not be playing, but I will be hosting quizzo on the court at the Palestra, which is pretty exciting. Secondly, a great funk band, the Blue Method, will be performing at a great venue, Warmdaddy’s in Old City, on both Friday and Saturday nights at 8 p.m.. Ginger, of Quizzo Bowl fame, tells me that these guys rock, and the show is free! Here’s a weird one. Jerry Lewis will be talking about Dean Martin at the free library at 19th and Vine on Saturday night. Hanson is playing at the Troc tonight, but they are sold out. Let me repeat that sentence. Hanson is playing at the Troc tonight, but they are sold out. Looks like the MMMMBop never really went out of style. I highly encourage you to try to scalp tickets to this show, and then report back to me.

Last night, before Game Four of the World Series, the All-Latino team was announced. It featured players such as Roberto Clemente, A-Rod, and Fernando Valenzuela, among other undoubtedly great players. Am I the only one who thinks it’s kind of strange, though, to be singling out a race and mentioning their great contributions in a sport that is truly integrated? Or is it fair, because they are honoring players from certain countries more than of a certain race? I understand honoring former Negro Leaguers who never had a chance to play in the bigs. But the great thing about sports in the modern era is that they are the great equalizer, and that the greatest, regardless of skin color, are honored accordingly. Why seperate them according to race? Would it be found to be insulting if we honored an all-black team or an all-white team? Well, let’s find out. Below I have listed my all-black team, followed by my all-white team (I’ve got to admit, while I don’t think that specific races should be honored by the MLB, it was a lot of fun coming up with my lists). Third is the all-latino team that was honored last night (They included relief pitcher, which I did not, since I don’t think that position deserves the honor of being given equal status with the other positions). Please let me know which selections you disagree with.

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I’ve got Spanish class today, so I’ll be posting stuff later. But for now, enjoy these cat related websites sent to me by Mike (that’s one of my cats, Malia, above). First off, we have Stuff on my Cat, followed by My Cat Hates You. And do you know what rhymes with cat? Pat! Pat Sajak! Happy 59th birthday to this fellow game show host and conservative commentator!

Stumbled across this website a few minutes ago, and thought I’d share. There was apparently a contest where people were encouraged to join two movie posters together to make one movie. Some of the results were freaking brilliant.

First of all, I am gonna ask that everybody just play once this week. There’s only but so much s*** I can ask about Halloween. Secondly, if you have a spooky or Halloween appropriate tune you want heard this week, click here and let me know what it is. Also, I am starting to get things organized for Quizzo Bowl II. Help me out. I will be doing polls, such as the one at right (scroll down a little), to see what you guys want to see at QB II, and where you want it held. Help a brotha out. Finally, I have come across a couple of funny Halloween things to share. This comes from wikipedia: “Teenagers and adults instead celebrate Halloween with costume parties, staying at home to give out candy, listening to halloween music, scaring people half to death, or other social get togethers.” Not only is the sentence structure extremely awkward, but if you use the phrase “Scare people half to death”, aren’t you required to say that with a southern accent? As in “You skkurred me hayalf to deyeth.” Oh, and the National Retail Federation says that the 19th most popular adult costume this year will be “pimp”. I’m not kidding.

I still remember the game. I had been rooting for Boston, even though I wasn’t a Sox fan, per se. But I was 11 years old, and 11 year olds don’t root for cokehead criminals who beat each other during practice. They root for teams who have players named Spike Owen and Oil Can Boyd. I remember cheering as the Sox inched closer to victory. They had a 5-3 lead with two outs and no-one on base in the bottom of the 10th. The Shea Stadium scoreboard read “Congratulations Boston Red Sox”. Mets first baseman Keith Hernandez had gone to the clubhouse and cracked a beer. And then, suddenly, the Sox lost the ability to get an out. Three straight singles off Calvin Shiraldi. Bob Stanley replaced him, and threw a wild pitch that brought in the tying run. And then, Mookie Wilson hit a routine grounder to first base.

I cried for the next hour. It was that same sick feeling you get when a kicker misses a field goal at the end of a game or you read about the Titanic, and your mind tries to speak to the captain of a boat in 1912, telling him not to go so fast. I remember my dad saying, “They can still win in Game 7”, but we both knew that wasn’t true. They didn’t win, and Bill Buckner, who played in four different decades, who won a batting title, and who finished with more hits than all but about 50 players who ever played the game, will be forever remembered as the guy who let that ball go through his legs.

Here’s an article talking about what Buckner is up to these days. If you’ve got any vivid recollections of that game, feel free to share below.