Le Blog
Goodbye, Dolly
Because of the inordinate amount of sources that I have signed up for breaking alerts with over the years, when it’s about the passing of someone famous I consider the number of them I get in a five-minute period as a key performance indicator of exactly how big a deal the subject was. Yesterday’s news
Maybe If Our Realities Were Better We Wouldn’t Pay Attention To Theirs
Unless you hold a position in Washington or you’re someone who reviews reality television for a living you have more than likely not put yourself through the exercise of enduring perhaps the most transparently grifting and narcissistic series to drop on any platform in a long time. As of this writing, the most-viewed episode of
Too Much Of Anything Can Make One Sick
NOTE: This musing also appears today on our sister site THE DOUBLE OVERTIME. Please visit it regualrly for coverage of sports of all sorts plus occasional coverage of business and technology. Whenever I’d cast focus groups for the coveted demographic sliver of 15-29 year olds that advertisers feverishly believe is where lifelong consumer behaviors are
If You’re Gonna Harp On Natalie, You Oughta Call Out The Rest Of The Choir
Try as one might, unless you’re totally off the grid one can’t escape the inexorable grip that one Natalie Harp seems to have on just about anyone capable of offering an opinion. It seems roughly a third of America wants to canonize her, a third wants to condemn her and a third wants to sodomize
Charter Swallows Cox. Where’s The Emergency Podcast For That?!?!
I get that it’s a busy time of year for a lot of y’all. Moving kids into their dorms is a big and emotional deal. One last summer fling for those with later timetables is a priority. And, of course, specultating on what in tarnation is going on in the poor frazzled mind of Natalie
The Last OG Of FX
We all know that everything eventually comes to an end. Although if you grow up as much of a Red Sox fan as Chuck Saftler did, you might not necessarily believe that truth as much as the average person does. His beloved Sawx went 86 years before they won the 2004 World Series–a fact that
As Long As It’s Bigger, Who Cares If It’s Real?
I knew my days at FX were numbered when the head of HR took my side when my boss and I had a heated dispute over the accuracy of digital data that reached its peak when he exploded in rage through the paper thin walls of our mediocre new digs to a decibel level few
His Book May Not Be Quite Closed For Good
NOTE: This musing also appears today on our sister site THE DOUBLE OVERTIME. Please visit it regularly for coverage of sports of all sorts plus occasional essays on business and technology. It’s appropriate that Howie Rose’s final season as a full-time announcer for the New York Mets has essentially been a microcosm and exemplary of
Everything’s Coming Up Rosie
I’ve never not liked Rosie O’Donnell, though I will confess there were times my relationship with her was more positive than others. When I first saw her bray her way through several wins on the OG STAR SEARCH I found her Long Island-tinged shtick relatable and pointed. I enjoyed her as comedic relief amidst more