First Place-Narcotyzing Dysfunktion 105
2nd Place-Probably Can’t Stay Cause We’re Going to Boston 83
With football season on the horizon, it’s time for that annual Philadelphia tradition: blaming Donovan McNabb for everything. Yes, they’re gearing up in the local newsrooms and radio stations to blame Donovan for speaking his mind, for not speaking his mind, for running too much, for passing too much, for the local crime rate, etc. Well, we’ve decided to take it a step further and start a website, donovansfault.com, that literally blames him for everything that has ever gone wrong in world history. And I want your help. Please send me ideas for different things that we can blame Donovan for (donovansfault@isportacus.com) and please be sure to vote on the ones that are already posted.
UPDATE: Forgot to mention, whoever’s Donovan’s Fault entry receives the highest score through voting wins a gift certificate to a local restaurant or bar at the end of the month valued at $20.
Here’s a few doozies from last week:
Ok, wanting to do it the first weekend of October. If we did it on Saturday, we would do it around 5ish. If we did it on Sunday, we would do it around 3ish. I’m leaning toward Sunday because it’s in the early afternoon so people can bike to the location, and it would be easy to put together an afterparty nearby because Sundays are easy, while if we do it on a Saturday, it’s gonna be tough to find a bar that really cares about getting more people. As for sports, the Eagles are off that weekend, and the Phils play their final regular season game on that Sunday. Barring a stunning collapse, the game will be meaningless, though it is Fan Appreciation Day. Let me know your preference below.
In 1957 he had been cast by Hollywood bombshell Lana Turner as her love interest in a small British-made picture called Another Time, Another Place…rumours quickly began circulating on set that the screen lovers had continued the action off screen.
Connery was also seen on her arm at West End shows and in fashionable London restaurants. It did not take long for word of their relationship to travel across the Atlantic to the ears of Turner’s hoodlum boyfriend Johnny Stompanato.
Stompanato was a snappily dressed small-time crook with a taste for violence…He boarded a plane for London to sort out the man he thought was sleeping with his girlfriend…Stompanato, consumed with jealousy and anger, burst into the studios in Borehamwood, Hertfordshire, where Turner and Connery were filming, and waved a gun at Connery, warning him to stay away from the actress. Connery wrestled the gun off him and laid him out cold with a right hook.
A few months later, Stompanato was killed by either Turner or her daughter in one of Hollywood’s most notorious scandals.
I’m kind of liking Sunday afternoon, October 4th. Not definite, but that’s what I’m kind of kicking around in my head. Maybe around 3ish in the afternoon. I want to do it early in October so we’re not up against the Phils in the playoffs. Yes, the Phils have a game that day, but they should have the division wrapped up by then barring a Mets-like collapse. We’d have the event wrapped up by early Sunday evening so people working the next day would be home early and for people wanting to party, it will be a lot easier to find a place to have an afterparty on a Sunday than on a Saturday. As for location, I’m dropping another photo hint above.
Thoughts, concerns?
This will give away an answer to a question at tonight’s quizzo, but oh well. It’s an easy first rounder anyway. This is a pretty epic meltdown that took place on the set on one of the worst movies I have ever seen. I Heart Huckabees was one of the stupidest pieces of pseudo-intellectual drivel I have ever witnessed, and a little over halfway through I was so bored I went out in the lobby and read the paper. I’m still bitter about the hour plus I wasted on this garbage, and hope the director and the stars were all miserable the whole time they made it. That would give me a small bit of satisfaction.
Kick it off at O’Neals at 8 p.m., as #5 ranked My Dog Peed on my Eagles Jersey goes for their 3rd straight win. Meanwhile, at Bards, the newly crowned #1 team in quizzo, Steak ‘Em Up, looks to defend their ranking. But uneasy lies the head that wears the crown, as we have had four different #1 teams in the past five weeks. Also, looking pretty hard at October 3rd or 4th as the date of our Fall Slam (Eagles are off that week, so might be a good Sunday afternoon activity). Still need to put together some details, but I think one of those dates will work. Any preference for a Saturday or Sunday?
This is pretty wild. A 1950s proaganda piece, more or less, on the wonders of Philadelphia and its many nearby cities, such as “our equally prosperous neighbor, Camden.”