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Phil Rizzuto has passed away. This is BAD NEWS, SON.


"Phil Rirruto?"

Somehow, New York Yankee fan art is more appropriate than The Office fan art. The Rizzuto picture is reverent, while THIS...



...is just kind of creepy. Okay, really creepy.

Onward and upward. I had a couple of shows on the ol' DVR, Damages and Mad Men, seven episodes worth that I finally deleted last night. I just sat there for a while and thought to myself, "I'm never going to have the time or desire to sit around and watch this shit." So it wasn't a big deal. Then I read an article in USA Today, and Robert Bianco, whose tastes tend to run similar to my own, was calling Mad Men the best show of the summer. Perfect timing. Oh well. The upside is, I don't have to actually acknowledge that Vincent Kartheiser is still employable.


I may look sullen, but I'm smiling on the inside, because I ruined Angel. What up?

Oh Kartheiser. I remember him in this movie Alaska when he was just a lad, co-starring with Thora Birch. That sure did suck.

Too bad Keith reads this blog at the pace of one paragraph per day and thus will never catch up, because I'm sure he'd be first out 'da limo with some VK defense.

We're now three weeks, or TWENTY-ONE DAYS out from the second most holy day in all of September (the most holy day will of course be getting its own countdown once September 4th comes to pass), the release of The Office Season 3 on the Digital Video/Versatile Disc format. All praise to its name.


High Priestess Jenna demands an offering of $32.49. Pre-order your copy at Amazon today!