Comic for Wednesday, March 29th, 2006

Posted: 7:41 am, Wednesday, March 29th

It's getting to be rather nice outside here in New York, and I've recently begun to really envy Pete's life style. We're listening to the new Yeah Yeah Yeahs here at Five Bucks Global HQ, and, dammit, I just realized I've got the shuffle function turned on in iTunes. Crap. Didn't mean for that. Anyway, digging it so far. Not as visceral as Fever to Tell, but that's not a bad thing. Here's the Village Voice take on it - disclaimer, the Voice admitted that they were going to try and do everything they could to pimp the Yeah Yeah Yeahs when Fever to Tell came out. That was an editorial change or two ago, and it's not like the band is unworthy of the pimping, but I thought I'd put it out there. Strange metaphor involving Karen O.'s undies in that review, too.

I'm sure everyone inclined to care has already become aware of this, but Arrested Development is dead and gone for reals. No Showtime resurrection. Also, I fall just outside of the 'grup' path of the F-train, which is nice to know.

The dude that reviews video games at CNNSI linked to this li'l gem yesterday - it killed a few minutes not unpleasantly for me.

Rolling Stone finally interviewed someone more irritating - for completely different reasons - than Rivers Cuomo.

Man, this blog almost killed my ability to root for George Mason, as they reveal that Rove went there (also, geez, they don't think most people know who Rove is? I'm scared if that's true). But, as Rove went to four universities WITHOUT EVER GETTING ANY DEGREE EVER, I can get back on America's favorite bandwagon. Go Patriots! (Other sources, in case everyone's distrustful of Wikipedia these days.) By the way, all this Rove chat segues nicely into Dan Savage's new site, ITMFA. And also this article about the Billionaires for Bush taking it to the stage. Sweet.

God, seriously, what won't they make a video game of? Can I get a Five Bucks game greenlit? By the way, Tom Hanks is stealing my idea. Almost. Kind of. OK, so falling in love at Starbucks is not actually a novel idea. Shut up.

I was nervous at first at the idea of Tommy Z boxing at MSG before the Irish season, but some wise soul at NDNation pointed out that if his promoter's any damn good, he'll be fighting a stiff for his first pro bout. By the way, awesome friggin' article on Zibby from the SBTrib a few Saturdays ago.

And finally, Tom Cruise takes a break from acting crazy to answer some questions. And the Farkers have plenty.

bullfrog

bullfrog: nice take on making baseball real again regarding pete's baseball game. i always get my ass kicked from my brother-in-law, since i never play these games. but like that you can make your ultimate team on many systems. the red sox pitchers better get over themselves. this is spring training. if you get shelled big deal, just get in your pitches, try to hit your spots and figure things out as you go along. also, i can't understand why baseball, in recent years, has turned into a hockey game with all the fights.

We talking about Tavarez? As I'm sure 15 can attest, that mofo be crazy. I knew the season wouldn't go without him popping someone, but I figured the season would at least *start* before it happened. As for Wells, well, he's old, he's cranky, whatever.

Today's strip began, and I meant to relate this, based on some events from my senior year at school. The scene: Bitter, Sweaty and myself return from the dining hall. I have a ten-pager on.. I believe the Aeneid due the next day. I had not started it. Sweaty and Bitter follow me directly from the dining hall into my room, sit on my bed/couch and start playing baseball. I eventually go to Sweaty's damn room to write my paper. I come back from Sweaty's room, to which he has not yet returned, to find Sweaty and Bitter still sitting there, but no longer even playing the game. They had the computer reenacting the '86 Series (except with the '99 rosters). It was *game three* when I arrived.

And people thought *I* was the lazy one.

wells is wells, but it's not just tavarez. josh beckett had words for ryan howard for showboating the other day, got a bit ugly. before that, curt schilling hit jason bay in the head, and both ran their mouths about the incident (interestingly enough, the pirates and red sox play today on ESPN 1-4p) and matt clement, who was shelled yesterday, was 'irked' about giving up a HR. clement: "I'll give him the benefit of the doubt, that he thought it was going foul,' Clement said. 'We've had enough going on the last couple days. If he was trying to watch it and show me up, if that's what he needs to do, he can do that."

Right, I forgot we still had Clement. Meh, everyone's probably just antsy for the season to start. Or they're all a bunch of pyschopaths ready to drill Damon in the skull at the first opportunity. Either way, sign me up.

f-damon. as someone said on a red sox fan website, once someone goes to the yankees from boston, they're dead to me. sully's tees (sullystees.com) already has t-shirts saying 'coco's better'.

So apparently, this Republican Congressman has a picture on his site showing a happy, bustling Baghdad neighborhood to demonstrate that Iraq is really safe. Unfortunately, it ain't Iraq.....

http://www.dailykos.com/storyonly/2006/3/29/11 569/6885

Also, how about those immigration rallies - !VIVA Democracy & Free Speech! 500,000 in LA!

Wow, seriously? Half a mil? Damn.

Meanwhile, Abramoff's dad has bigger worries than Clooney mocking his son's name - five years in PMITA prison, or until Shitwit gives him a pardon. I am fully expecting a *slew* of charges and convictions in the last six months of the reign of terror, followed by some of the most egregious pardons the world has ever seen (cough)Lay(cough).

http://nytimes.com/aponline/politics/wire-abra moff.html?hp&ex=1143694800&en=887a156323f87c02&ei=5094&partn er=homepage

Such as this fucking loser.

http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/front/3755 295.html