What is it about Marc's that brings out my inner Mr. Crankypants? Last night, I stop in for only a few items, including Goldfish. As the cashier is scanning the items, I grab a bag and start packing. She puts some Baked Lays in a bag and starts asking hysterically, "Where's the Goldfish? Where's the Goldfish?".

I tell her, "Hey, I already packed 'em."

Her reply, "You're messin' me up."

I told her, "Hey, I'm in a bit of a hurry and, quite frankly, I am actually helping you out by packing."

She said and not snottily, I may add, "Well, there's a void anyhow, so you'll have to wait a bit longer."

I ended up giving her the Goldfish, because I am not sure I would have received the bag any quicker.

I mean, is it just me? Because this place is killin' me.

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Wilco's new album is streaming. It has some keepers on it.

Man, this is a lot of catching up with Richard Bey. Cue up "The Way We Were". Him and Wally George...the lunatic fringe.

Beware of The Claw! He can show up without warning.

A Wolfram Alpha tutorial. Looks kinda neat.

Dissecting "The Big Lebowski". Yes, in true cult fashion, it still holds up. December 5 at the Cedar-Lee.

The WBWC Music Marathons have started up again. Today, it's Talking Heads.

Visual proof that there are two Blue Jays fans dressing as umpires at some of their games. First noticed this against the Tribe last week and laughed out loud at their antics.

I stopped at Sheetz today for some gas and some lunch. Two new items on the food menu. Grilled flatbread sammies and pizza. Pizza goes for $2.79 a slice or 2/$5. I had a ham and provolone flatbread sammie. Pretty good.

The Hermitage in Nashville has America's Best Bathroom. Somewhere, George Costanza nods his approval.

I got the e-mail to try and save Paste Magazine. It's a wonderful thing to read, but I'm very conflicted about donating.

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Bill Simmons chats it up with Malcolm Gladwell. Gladwell always makes me think.

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Leave it to Keith Olbermann to be the only one yesterday to mention the anniversary of the death of Bill Hicks. Keith told the Hicks joke that when Jesus comes back, the last thing he wants to see is a cross.



















"Chomsky with dick jokes."

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The Flaming Lips' Wayne Coyne talks about happiness. Nice read, but it sounds better.

How to cut lunch costs. Organic Skippy and Smuckers twice a week seems like work. Once is OK though.

A Hollywood madam names names in a new book. Omigod, Tommy Lasorda is in it. I thought it odd he would randomly show up in homes. Now I know why.



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The latest edition of "Who Would You Do". This time, the Sports Reporter Edition.

There are a few people who should not be on this list: Kit Hoover, Linda Cohn and Andrea Kremer. And Rachel Nichols has a ton of fanboys out there, she's OK, but people drool over her. Possible replacements: I've seen Inga Hammond on the Golf Channel lately. Looks great, but I hate the way she talks. Kara Henderson from the NFL Network should be here. I believe the words "stripper hot" have been used in a conversation about her.

Erin Andrews is a solid #1 seed and will threaten Roger Federer's reign at #1. Sam Ryan a #10 seed? She should be higher and never cover the "Little League World Series" again. With those hormones running amok, I feared for her safety. Since Stacey Dales dumped Schumann, she has been moving up the charts at breakneck speed.

Bonnie Bernstein is reliable as Elaine Benes, and Melissa Stark would be more popular if she had stuck with sports. You need the Hubbell to find her these days. Hard to argue with Pam Oliver at #3, but I'm not sure about Suzy Kolber at #2. Joe Namath will probably stuff the ballot box and skew the results.

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