There's a Bar Crawl for Everything These Days

I love bar crawls (correction: I love any group oriented social drinking activity). But it's especially fun donning a specific color, costume, or t-shirt and drinking your head off around a city.

I recently participated in the World's Largest Bar Crawl in honor of St. Patrick's day (please take a look at the many trashy pictures on this site), and while it was crowded and slightly cold, I had a blast drinking with thousands of other history seekers. The point of that bar crawl was to have at least one drink at a minimum of 10 bars and have a bartender sign off on a card they provided to you at the beginning of the crawl. We, of course, took this quite seriously. Along with four other friends, we championed ourselves to 13 different bars, surpassing the minimum, and obtaining 4 completed bar crawl cards with ten different bars listed in the process.

We felt like we were part of something special, something greater than ourselves. We were wrong. When we dropped off our completed cards the next day, this is how it went down:

Bartender: You guys here for the crawl?
Me/Matt: No, we did it yesterday. We wanted to drop off our cards.
Bartender: Oh, you guys actually did that? You made it to ten bars?
Me/Matt: I think we actually made it to like 13.
Bartender: Wow, we like usually never get any of these cards back.

I felt touched.

Maybe this is the type of bar crawl I need to be a part of. I feel like these people might appreciate community drinking in large quantities. That's the camaraderie I was looking for.

Take That, Professional TV Critics!

It feels good to be right. It feels even better to blog about it. Despite their naysaying (Are we in Horseville?), 30 Rock's ratings have steadily improved this year (Jennifer Anniston's horrible episode, notwithstanding).

Here's hoping that Amy Poehler's new comedy does well - so I can stick it to the man again.

Better than a Snuggie?

I'll take mine in gray, please. Comments?

Best Scene from 30 Rock All Season

I literally had to stop laughing to prevent from passing out last night watching the final scene from 30 Rock. If this doesn't convince people that this is without a doubt the best show on TV, I don't know what else I can do.

And, also, the following people suck: Margaret Lyons (wasn't as funny as past episodes, really? (okay, you only sort of suck)), Kevin D. Thompson (douchey line from the get go: "You know a 30 Rock episode is in trouble when Adam West – yes, that Adam West! – is the show’s highlight."), Rohin Guha (douchey line, second paragraph: "What was once a character-driven comedy accented with witty jokes is now a shadow of its former self, running on an engine of cheap shots and caricatures.").

There are more out there. I will find you.

New York is Back!

I'm not sure if Kate is on board with Tiffany Pollard, a/k/a New York, from Flavor of Love fame. Anyone who knows me understands that I adore her, and each of her six (if I counted right) reality shows for Vh1. Her most recent, New York Goes to Hollywood, was blogged about here.

Well, she's back, and couldn't have picked a better concept. Viewers get to pick a job each week that New York will try out. Amazing. The only way the concept could be better was if law school or attorney would appear as a possibility.

So This Made a Brief Comeback

Remember Brittany Murphy? Sure you do. Where has she been these past few years? Not a clue.

Anyway, Monday night, Amy was introduced to a new group of people. When asked what celebrity she is often mistaken for, she said Murphy. I thought, and eventually said out loud, Amy Sedaris, which immediately drew some odd faces. Sorry, I think she's adorable, much like our own Amy.

More to the point - somehow Brittany Murphy's infamous line from "Don't Say A Word" made a brief, drunken comeback: "I'll never tell."

Cool story Jeopardy teen, I know.

But now, for your viewing pleasure (you can skip to 2:14, and ignore most of Mr. Catherine Zeta-Jones).



Update: My F-it list is coming soon!

Loving this fish!

I thought this was extremely annoying at first, but now I can't seem to get enough of the talking wall fish. I remember when those things were big back in the late 90s, and I'm so glad that McDonald's decided to bring back those fond memories. Getting me to buy a Filet-o-fish, however, still not likely.