Today’s post is in the style of The West Virginia Surf Report, which is funny.
I cannot begin to express my glee at seeing they’ve made a Starsky & Hutch movie. I have to admit, I don’t think I’ve ever seen one episode of Starsky & Hutch, but I was born in 1978…the 70s style is in my blood, ya dig?
How could this movie fail to be absolutely mesmerizingly hilarious? Ben Stiller and Owen Wilson, at the heights of their respective careers, dressed in unbuttoned shirts and bellbottoms, chasing criminals around in a Ford Torino. (My dad once owned a Torino! Now all he buys are Saabs. Oh, how the mighty have fallen.)
If that doesn’t suck you in, I have six words for you: “Starring Snoop Dogg as Huggy Bear.” I feel like Roast Beef when Ray built the entire Cheers Bar for him.
Anyway, looks like it comes out March 5th, according to the Official Website at warnerbros.com. I’m gonna try and see it opening night, while hammered.
In other news, it snowed around here again today. I’m not sure how this happened, but Delaware was horribly unprepared for this eventuality. I figured after last year’s “Shut The Whole State Down For A Week” issues, they’d invest in a couple extra plows, maybe stash some more salt somewhere, but no. It’s a mess.
CSC told us to report two hours late today, so I got on the road about 10, and had to call back to the house to warn HW to call in dead ’cause Rt. 273 was completely unplowed, all the way from our development to Newark. When did my state turn into Texas when it comes to snow removal?
Back in the days before global warming, nobody had four-wheel-drive or snow-blowers. The schools might close, but DelDOT (Delaware Department of Transportation) was on the roads plowing before I would even roll out of bed. I don’t think my dad ever got out of work because of snow when he worked for the bank. Delaware has quietly turned into a state of wussies, and it makes me cry a little.
Okay, it’s been a week. How about them Eagles? ::sigh:: What a crime. Were the refs paid off, or were they just stupid? How is that Donovan McNabb can get speared in the crotch 45 seconds after the play was whistled dead? Is there a rule somewhere that you can rough up the best player on the opposing team, so long as he comes back to play injured for a few quarters before they finally bench him? How come the Birds didn’t take the opportunity to stick a shiv into Stephen Davis’ shoulder? I just don’t get it.
So I guess the Democrats are having another of those primary things tomorrow. Am I the only person that thinks they’re all kind of insane? Most of the candidates appear to be trying to win the nomination based on a “Bush sucks, war sucks, France is our ancient ally” platform, despite the fact that the President has a 60+% approval rating, roughly 2/3 of Americans think the Iraq war was a good idea, and France is a country of smarmy cheese eating bastards. (That was probably a horrible stereotype, but if God didn’t want us to make stereotypes, She wouldn’t have given us stereos.) (That joke was ripped off of Dave Barry, except that I made it so it doesn’t make any sense.) I’m seeing a huge Republican blowout come November, and I’m still probably gonna vote Libertarian, ’cause I like throwing my vote away.
Last thing: be sure to go over to Blogmadness and vote for me! I’m seeded #20 in the region. So far I’m kicking ass and taking names, and I’d like to sneak through a couple rounds and try and make the sweet 16. I think it’s possible. Anything’s possible when you’re this damn sexy.
