The Internet is a varied landscape that approaches dystopian hell far more than utopian bliss. For every person online that likes what you do there’s many more that hate you or that don’t or won’t acknowledge your existence. If you create content on the Internet, you will receive some praise, but you will also receive angry emails and hatred in the comment sections. Peter King, the senior NFL writer for Sports Illustrated, is a prime example of this. He does a column every Monday called Monday Morning Quarterback, or MMQB. It’s his take on the NFL, rules, upcoming games, news and has some personal anecdotes sprinkled in. Every Monday KSK does a Fun With Peter King column, where he gets torn a new asshole. He takes it in stride and even retweets some of the venom that is directed his way. Some think that’s a douche move on his part, but I for one, find it interesting to see some of the bile that is directed his way. I suppose it’s part of the cost of his level of fame. He’ll never make everyone happy, and will always have detractors.
Recently, I’ve had some what you could call struggles in my personal life. My job situation has become tenuous to say the least and my future position and stability is balanced, shakily, on the edge of a deck of cards. [Edit:Redacted] Needless to say, I’ve not been in the best attitude as of late. It happens to us all though, but unfortunately my life is quasi-public. Now I get to feel the little stabs of “humor” that is mockery. New to the world is the Twitter account @EmoGally.
Well, Bravo good sir/s. I don’t know who is running the account, though I have my suspicions. The account is funny, or at least would be to those that don’t know me, though has crossed a line once or twice. I’m now sorry I didn’t just drink my face off and shut the fuck up, bottling everything inside. I was never mopey enough to warrant this, though I suppose I did start it. In a couple of moments of self parody I labeled a few tweets as #emogally. So I suppose it is my fault after all. I guess that you haven’t “made it” on the Internet until there’s something solely set up to mock you. So this is Internet infamy? Not as much hookers and blow as I would have expected.
Last night our very own Logic performed stand-up comedy at an open mic night at Governor’s Comedy Club in Levittown, New York, which is on Long Island for those of us not familiar with New York City. It sounds cooler to just say New York city. I have obtained exclusive rights from Logic himself to write a review of the proceedings. Here is the video again of him doing his thing for your convenience. Keep in mind this is only his 7th time doing a routine in front of people. I bet Larry the Cable guy was just making mouth fart and armpit noises at that point in his career… and he’s still doing it now! Heyoooo! Make sure to give him your feedback before the allegations of statutory rape catch up with him. My review below the video.
Overall the performance was funny and offensive (the trait I value most in comedy.) You can tell he was a little nervous, but I don’t see you doing any better, jerk. The O’doul’s beer joke was hilarious and the crowd had a cool reaction to it. I don’t want to hear any knocks on Logic *refuses to use his real name* looking at his notes. Many comics do that when they are working out material. I heard it in an interview or documentary one time. The single biggest point of praise I can give Logic is the crowd reacted. They responded with gasps and laughs. There was a cackler in the crowd too. Hey, cackle much? I don’t really have a reason to lie because I don’t even know Logic in real life. I’m not even comfortable using his real name. My rating would be 7 out of 10 with upside potential. Let Logic hear from you in the comment section. You better kiss up now before he’s too cool for your crap.
This is Mark Titus of Club Trilion. He’s a walk on player on Ohio State University’s basketball team. Not only is he a superstar* basketball athlete, but a handsome blogger who may not even live in his mothers basement.
According to others who know more than me, he got the blog name in a pretty clever way. A member of the Trillion club is someone who gets one minute of playing time with no other discernable contributions or statistics. On a basketball box score, this works out to a 1 followed by 12 0′s which is a trillion. He apparently has a bunch of these, but I am far too lazy to search out CBB statistics.
Getting some feedback that he was a talentless hack, he decided to fight back with a video of him doing the fundamentals and doing them well. He would have used a hilight reel, but you see he doesn’t have any. The video is pretty awesome and includes montages. MONTAGES. It also includes a random doucher, if that’s your type of thing.
Sadly though, the video is a fake, and Mark Titus is a dirty liar. Come on, white men can’t jump, let alone dunk.
In all seriousness, this video is completely amazing. It has a catchy likeable song, and it has that cutesy factor going for it. There’s also the incredible nostalgia factor going for it, and has pretty much every Sesame Street character in it, including Kermit(who appeared on the show back in the early days.
But of course this video also has a seedy dark side to it. continue
Good afternoon folks. I’m gally and today I sat down with Tiger Woods to discuss life, love and the 2009 PGA Championship.
Gally: Good afternoon Tiger. I’m glad you could be here.
Tiger: Good afternoon gally. I’m happy to be here.
Gally: How’s Elin and the kids?
Tiger: Oh they’re great. Things are great. Couldn’t be happier. In fact we’re thinking of having another child.
Gally: Really? That’s fantastic. Congratulations!
Tiger: Thank you. You know it’s a great time to be alive.
Gally: Wow, you sure seem happy.
Tiger: Of course. I’m wildly successful at wht I do, I love my job and my family. And of course I’m wealthy enough that my family never has to worry about their financial future. I have absolutely mo reason to not be happy.
Have you ever thought that your city get’s crazy some times, or that perhaps it’s too banal? Well welcome to Halifax Nova Scotia, it’s in Canada. This video combines fact with absurdity. The video also contains references to puppies, Goldeneye, Panda Sex, the A-Team, Catholics, bootlegging and well, I suppose the devil. To quote Big Daddy Drew, ” I’ve got two words: fuck and yes.”
Well here’s a drink, to the video and if you don’t like it, fuck you and here’s to me!