Alright, gang, it’s been a fun week. Hope you enjoyed the Holiday spectacular. Best team name last night: Chuck Norris doesn’t read books…he just stares at them until they give him the information he needs. Worst answer: Who wrote the Gift of the Magi? I could not accept Lou Tilley. Hey guys, be safe and have a great holiday. I’m heading down to Virginia in just a few minutes. And check back next week, as I’ll start to post my year in review. In the meantime, click here and watch this dude do a mean robot (scroll down a little to see it.) Happy Holidays everyone!

Biggie’s coming out with a new album, called Duets, which was co-produced by Puffy and Big’s mom. Anyway, surprise, surprise, there was a violent attack at the release party last night. Thanks to Jon for sending this in.

As you all know, there are very few people I hate. It’s a small club, including the likes of Celine Dion, Dick Cheney, and the entire population of Manyunk. One of the members of that club is, of course, P. Diddy, a worthless talentless hack who would be nothing if he hadn’t ridden in on Biggie’s coattails (quick, name a great song Puffy has produced since 1997). So the following paragraph in Rolling Stone magazine (from a great story on the cover up by the LAPD in the Biggie murder) only added fuel to the fire. Hopefully, it will help you learn to hate this man as much as I do.
The man who would be Diddy had failed to fully cooperate with the investigation of B.I.G.’s death ever since it had begun back in 1997. Notorious B.I.G. was not only the Bad Boy label’s biggest earner, but also, supposedly, one of Combs’ closest friends. Yet Puffy had made it clear from the start that he would be doing nothing to help police solve the murder. Gregory Young, who had been sitting next to B.I.G. when he was shot to death, told Poole that Combs went so far as to tell the other members of the Bad Boy entourage that “if our names even appear on a witness list, we’re out of a job.” And now, suddenly, the other witnesses who were in the vehicle with B.I.G. on the night of his death also seemed to be losing their memories.

Here’s the story on Charlie Brown Christmas. Network executives thought it would bomb because of the biblical messages and the jazz music. Also, here is the famous short story, the Gift of the Magi. Here’s some kool facts about Christmas, including where X-mas comes from. Oh, and best team name from last night? Dr. Dre-del.

Yeah, it’s my favorite Christmas movie, and yes, I will cry like a newborn when I see it this year. Here’s a few interesting facts about the movie (for example, did you know that it originally ended with “Ode to Joy”, not “Auld Lang Syne”?), and here it is recreated by bunnies in 30 seconds. Here are the technical errors that you can find in the film. Here’s a great review of the film from a couple of years ago. I like the following lines:
I dislike its oversentimentality and hokeyness and find it to offer an unrealistic portrait of a fantasy America that never really existed. Life seems pathetically obvious in its attempts to wring tears out of its audience. On the other hand, I have to admit that the stupid thing works, damn it all to hell! While the movie shamelessly manipulates the audience, it’s hard to feel too angry about it because of the raw jolt of unabashed emotion that it provides; watching Life is like overdosing on some sort of sick sentimentality drug.
Alright, now back to my Christmas shopping!

Hey gang, in the spirit of the holidays, we are going to be raising money for the less fortunate during our holiday spectacular. This week the money is going to try to help offset the most evil institution in America, PGW. We will be raising funds for the Utility Emergency Services Fund, whcih will surely have it’s hands full this winter, as PGW tries its best to kill poor people. Therefore, I will ask everyone who plays to donate at least a dollar to the cause. So far this year, we have raised almost $1,000, and including the matching gift we got for our Red Cross donation, we have raised almost $2,000. Thank you for your generosity and for doing your small part to help the less fortunate this holiday season.

Who wrote ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas?

This week, Johnny will be hosting his annual holiday spectacular. All questions will be holiday related. Speaking of the holidays, the Trunkadero at the Trocadero was awesome, and I’m not just saying that b/c I got a smooch at the kissing booth from Bawdy Girl/oil wrestler Jenny Balls. But I digress. Oh, yes, JGT will also be playing X-mas tunes (if you know of any good ones you’d like to hear, click here), and he’ll be making spirits bright, if you know what we mean. No? To be honest, we don’t really know what that means either.

Cause here comes the man you all know and love, Jerry Blavat, back on the scene. The Geator with the Heater, the Boss with the Hot Sauce is coming to WXPN. According to Dan Gross, “he starts ‘The Geator’s Rock and Roll, Rhythm & Blues Express,’ on WXPN 88.5 on Saturday Jan. 7.” Here’s how he got the name, according to his website:
Geator came from alligator– gator, or geator, depending on your Florida accent. To hear Jerry tell it, ‘a geator would lay in the mud and bother no one unless you came close. Then it would snatch you up.’ That’s how it was with Blavat. Once you dialed by 1310 and caught his act, he snatched you up like an alligator. He was hot, almost too hot. Like a car heater in the dead of winter, he started out warming you but quickly heated you up to the point that you broke out in a sweat. Some felt it was what he said, others claimed it was the way he said it, but for most it was the music, that mesmerizing sound they weren’t hearing on the popular stations.

This from Bush’s speech last night: “For every scene of destruction in Iraq, there are more scenes of rebuilding and hope,” he said. “For every life lost, there are countless more lives reclaimed.” There are countless lives reclaimed??? Are we bringing people back to life? Are there really not 30,000 dead civilians and 2,100 dead soldiers, because a lot of those people have been “reclaimed”? Was that some sort of strange Orwellian doublespeak, or I am I just out in the cold when it comes to that term? Can someone please explain this to me?