Fair enough. Somebody asked me why my letter to the editor of Philly Mag isn’t posted on the site. The reason is, well, because I finally just wrote it. Man, I hope it’s the best one. I really don’t feel like doling out $50. If you wanna a shot at the fifty beans (no, I’m not gonna give it to myself), then send your letter of complaint to lplatt@phillymag.com.

Larry,

In your opening statement of the most recent addition of your magazine, you imply that the “Best Of” isn’t an attempt to stroke the collective egos (and wallets) of your advertisers. And then you ignore one of the few things that this city is the undisputed world capital of. We have pretzels, we have cheesesteaks, and we have QUIZZO! What other reason are we, your readers, to infer that you left this out of your “best of” edition other than that it a) isn’t advertised in your magazine? Is it b) lack of popularity? Hardly. This event has been going on for years in this city, and bars throughout the region are filled to capacity on the slowest days of the week with people anxious to test their wits against one another. Could it be c) If it doesn’t make a sound in a Stephen Starr restaurant, it doesn’t exist? Perhaps. Or is it d)a lack of awareness? I hope not. If so, I highly encourage you to change the name of your magazine, because you simply don’t know this city and you are doing it a disservice by carrying its name. I look forward to hearing your answer. This question is a weekly double, and a correct answer is worth ten points.

Sincerely,
Johnny Goodtimes

Well, after all of his bitching and whining, JGT finally got some ink. Thing is, he got it in Oregon. Do some of you grizzly old quizzo veterans remember Roy the Inquizzinator, the man who filled in while I was in Mexico? Well, he’s moved out to Oregon and started his own Quizzo empire (only he calls it quizzy), and just got a pretty good article written about him. There’s talk of his humble starts in the JGT Empire. It’s a damn shame the Oregonian has a better idea of what’s going on in this city than a magazine called Philadelphia. Which reminds me, YOU HAVE UNTIL SUNDAY TO WRITE YOUR LETTER TO THE EDITOR of Philly Magazine, complaining about the exclusion of quizzo in their best of edition. Not only will I be forever indebted to you, but the best letter gets $40 cash. Hell, let’s round up. Let’s make it $50. Just mail your letter of complaint to lplatt@phillymag.com, and send a copy to johnny@johnnygoodtimes.com. Wanna say thanks again to the people who have written so far.

The rivalry between the Champs and one of the winningest teams of all time seems to be heating up. The Champs have informed me that they will be playing at the ‘Vous tonight. Don’t know if you saw them call out the Jams last week, or the heated exchange on the comments section, but things have started to turn ugly. Johnny is expected to sign his first musical act for the show today, so stay tuned.

Any faith mankind had in survival of the fittest took a serious blow last night, as some idiot jumped 40 feet onto a net at Yankee Stadium, but emerged almost unscathed. You hate to see that happen. Him living, I mean. I didn’t take any reckless chances when I was 18, so I have no sympathy for guys like this.

As most of you have heard by now, the mother of a young man who was killed in Iraq is protesting outside George Bush’s ranch in Texas, demanding to meet with the President. She is asking George Bush to send his daughters over to Iraq, since the cause is so noble. However, we all know that they can’t go to Iraq because the Happy Hours there…like…totally suck. So anyways, the right wing has begun doing what they’re best at: destroying people (yes I notice the irony of using this sentence after taking jabs at the Bush twins. Get over it.) Here’s one of hundreds of websites that attacks Sheehan, though the responses the guy has gotten haven’t been all that favorable. Also, I’m going to come clean: I don’t know if my use of irony a few sentences ago was proper. I used to know what irony meant, but I have had so many people tell me so many different things that I now have no clue.

Eleven of our presidents have belonged to this denomination of faith, the most presidential followers of any. What denomination is it? Still hoping for more entries to the “Come Up With the Best Golf Porn Name” contest. $15 is four or five free cold ones at the Good Dog.

Gene Mauch, perhaps the most snakebitten manager ever, died on Monday at the age of 79. He is best known in Philly for being the manager of that infamous 1964 team, the team that choked away a 6.5 game lead with two weeks left in the season. That must have been so incredible, a Phillies team leading the division later than May. I can’t really imagine it. Here’s a short article in the City paper defending Mauch. Here’s a copy of an article written in the Inky last year, commemorating the 40th anniversary of the Collapse.

Edge and Moose will be returning to the quizzo scene tonight, as they host quizzo at the Dive at 8:30 p.m.! The Dynamic Duo will be in full effect, dazzling game players as they take over for a vacationing Pedro Mays.