I’ve got wheels/and you wanna go for a ride
Oh HOORAY! thank you. I wish i had seen this, now. Next year I guess.Ari Scott took amazing pictures of KILLGORE.
FW: ATTN: howsyrface.
okay, and another. This one reminds me of a Francis Bacon painting. If there were a screaming baboon in it.
I will see your Nolan Ryan and raise you one Big Unit.
(this isn’t even my favorite bizarre Big Unit photo; couldn’t find it)
Also, the person who put this poll together is racist against orange and is therefore not to be trusted.
Also, please do not forward photographs of any of these Unis to FIT students or this is what Brooklyn will look like next year.
Because HERE IT IS.
This is the photo used to represent the Houston Astros in UniWatch’s Worst Uniform Ever poll, a contest I will be watching verrrrrrrry closely.
My favorites (“favorites”) for each category are:
- MLB: the original Tampa Bay Devil Rays
- NFL: this season’s Seattle Seahawks alternates
- NBA: the 1995-99 Atlanta Hawks
- NHL: the Anaheim Mighty Ducks’ ‘Wild Wing’ alternate
- Short-lived: the 1999 Mets’ ‘Turn Ahead the Clock’ game jerseys
- Minors: the 1980s El Paso Diablos
- NCAA Div 1: Oregon football
- Soccer: the Caribous of Colorado
- Misc: the 1991-92 Orlando Thunder
I’m rooting for the Caribous of Colorado (fringe!!!) to take it all. What’s your least favorite jersey?
Good. I’m sort of glad these manufacturers of factoids and cocktail party banter for know-it-alls are getting pilloried. And that’s what it is, banter masquerading as deep thinking. They are basically “riff” on data, as far as I can tell, omitting values both personal and societal when convenient for their contrarian thesis. Unfortunately, they are more insidious than most pop-science overreachers in that they are decent writers, and not overly obnoxious/polemnical (there is a benign, gee whiz attitude at work that is endearing to the smart set). I only realized how dumb it was when (after reading that Taleb, of all people, respected these guys) I finally began reading it only to quit in disgust less than halfway through.
Man, FakeAPStylebook should be way more funny than it is, amiright? Slow down, kids.
Howsyrfacepartofyrhead adds:
You guys are TOTALLY reading this wrong. The Prince referred to in this passage is not “The Artist”, but MJ’s very own son, Prince Michael Jackson. Yes, MJ believed that God was conspiring with his son to dethrone him. SAD.
It was a bit unusual in the beginning taking instructions from Prince,” said the King of Pop’s former personal chef, Doug Jones. “But once I understood the process, he was like a go-between [between] Mr. Jackson and myself.”Clearly something sinister was going on!Jones said it was Prince who frequently gave the orders — not his reclusive father.
“Prince was usually the only one that would convey to me certain instructions when Mr. Jackson wanted to eat upstairs,” he said. “I looked at him as a young man in a kid’s body.”
Jones said the preteen was “very mature for his age.”
Hahah, yes. Who knew growing up in the suburbs that this was just as much a fantasy as say, 90210?I’m feeling nostalgic for my pre-teen assumptions re: what a social life would look, sound, feel like.
I’ve been a fan of the Red Sox all of my life, but there have been times where I have to just cringe in shame when thinking of the idiotic behavior Boston Fans. But you, know, I have to hand it to them - they are real students of the game and sticklers for accuracy. Just look at this new statue of Head Ted Williams erected in front of Fenway park. Now that’s respect!
Pterodactyls answered:From Dealbreaker, about Galleon founder/rap impressario Raj Rajaratnam:
“Raj paid $4 million to have Kenny Rogers come to a birthday party at his house and sing his favorite song, ‘The Gambler,’ over and over again. Kenny refused to go on after a dozen times.”I’m not sure I believe this, but it is too awesome not to post. Please answer creatively. Ideally, your selection should both highly irritate your guests and humiliate the artist involve.
So i had to look up the math to figure out what the number of combinations would be (it is not actually 32 factorial, but that is part of the formula. But to boil it down, if Hank Williams did a full version of the song for each combination, he would be singing for roughly 23 hours straight. Thanks for making me look at Math pages in Wikipedia and thus, feeling like a MORON.
Fantastic answer, though!
From Dealbreaker, about Galleon founder/rap impressario Raj Rajaratnam:
“Raj paid $4 million to have Kenny Rogers come to a birthday party at his house and sing his favorite song, ‘The Gambler,’ over and over again. Kenny refused to go on after a dozen times.”I’m not sure I believe this, but it is too awesome not to post. Please answer creatively. Ideally, your selection should both highly irritate your guests and humiliate the artist involve.
