If you’ve had better things to do over the last week or two than follow what reporters are doing on Twitter, congratulate yourself for minimizing your exposure to the shitstorm we’re going to discuss today.

David Weigel is a reporter for the Washington Post. I’m not really familiar with Dave’s work, but I do know in the last couple of weeks he retweeted a bad joke.

The joke, in case you were wondering, was something told by a YouTuber named Cam Harless, who apparently twitted “Every girl is bi. You just have to figure out if it’s polar or sexual.” Continue reading →

The term “independent film” evokes one of two images in my head. The first involves pretentious art-house movies that pander to pseudo intellectuals who turn their noses up at anything released by a big studio. The other is the schlocky, campy horror films created by Lloyd Kaufman’s Troma Studios.

That’s what makes WJHC-AM such a refreshing change of pace in movies today: it’s original, it doesn’t take itself seriously, and it’s not another fucking superhero movie. Continue reading →

Mud Lick was hotter than a sinner’s ass in church. Sheriff Roy’s AC was on the fritz.

This would not stand.

Sheriff Roy believed in certain fundamental truths he liked to think were cornerstones of his character. Among these were truth, justice, the rule of law and the God Given Right to set the internal temperature of one’s residence to one’s personal tastes. Continue reading →

Once a month, usually on the first Thursday, the Grassy Knoll Pub hangs a sign on the door that reads “Closed to the General Public.”

Inside, the Knoll’s staff sets to work on that day replacing the “conspiracy theory chic” decor with items more pleasing to those in law enforcement.

Gone, for example, were the pictures of Lee Harvey Oswald and Jack Ruby, replaced with photos of Wyatt Earp and J. Edgar Hoover. Cassidy, the Irish doorman of the Knoll, wanted to put of pictures of Joe Friday from “Dragnet” but Jesse Custer, the Knoll’s proprietor, nixed that idea. Continue reading →

Mx. Roberta Finklestein (pronouns they/them, MA in Gender Studies, Oberlin 2010) was perplexed. For the life of them they couldn’t figure out why they’d been pulled over that day by a nice but rather imposing Latinx gentleman working for the Sheriff’s Department, cited, and told to appear at the station for questioning.

They initially thought it had something to do with their allyship work and social justice initiatives they brought with them on starting as a substitute teacher for the Eighth Grade classes at Nicholas Saban Intermediate School in Driftwood County, Alabama. Continue reading →

Let’s start this with an admission. I’m a Batman kind of guy. Out of all the superhero types, be they Marvel, DC, or some other comic label, Gotham City’s Caped Crusader’s been the one I flocked to the most.

So when I heard a Batman cinematic reboot was in the works, I rolled my eyes a little. After all, the Dark Knight’s gotten treatments from Tim Burton, Christopher Nolan, and Joel Schumacher (for all the good THOSE movies did). What else could a new director bring to the table? Continue reading →

Happy Friday everyone! This weekend’s particularly significant for my family as we’re celebrating two big occasions. The first, of course, is Easter. I don’t know what happens in other parts of the country (or world) on Easter weekend, but in the South, everything shuts down for basically four days. The kids get Good Friday off, all weekend is theirs, and then the Monday after Easter is a day off for the kids as well.

I suspect the Monday holiday is more for the teachers than the students or parents.

But I digress. Everyone loves a long weekend. Continue reading →

Last week was vacation. We’d been looking forward to this for a while, as everyone in the office was extremely overworked.

My business partner was headed to the Dominican Republic for a week with family.

I had plans to do two things: jack and shit. Continue reading →

Hello all you beautiful people! Yes, it’s still me, but I’m feeling quite chipper this week as I’m finally on vacation for the first time in months. Real vacation. Not having to be nice to in-laws, not having to take the kids to various destination spots—I get to do shit that I want to do.

So naturally after catching up on some sleep, I decided to watch a movie I’d never have an interest in seeing otherwise. Paramount Plus, which I got a subscription for the Halo TV series, apparently has Johnny Knoxville’s latest cinematic endeavor, “Jackass Forever,” on the platform, so this week I’m going to share my notes with you while I watch it.

There will be SPOILERS aplenty, so stop reading now if you want to actually watch this.* Otherwise, read on. I’m subjecting myself to this abuse for you people. Continue reading →

I recently told the following joke to my wife, which went completely over her head:

“A boy is sitting on the side of the road, shaking a bottle of turpentine and watching the bubbles in the liquid. A priest walks by, and asks the boy what he’s doing.

“Father,” says the boy, “this is turpentine, the most powerful liquid in the world.”

“Why dear boy, you’re mistaken!” the Priest says. “The most powerful liquid in the world is holy water. You can rub it on a pregnant lady’s belly and she’ll have a healthy child!” Continue reading →