Comic for Monday, July 24th, 2006

Posted: 7:15 am, Monday, July 24th

Seriously, it is so easy to pick holes in this strip. I made sure Pete was at least moving a knight, but aside from that, I know zilch about chess. I saw Searching for Bobby Fisher twice in collitch (I know, party!), but the last time I played chess ended with an Italian janitor telling me he was Freddy Kruegger and putting my rook in his mouth. Oh, tonight's Bryant Park flick is High Noon, the favorite film of every president from Eisenhower, when it was released, to Clinton. Bush's is probably Porky's 2. I thought it was a good enough flick, but since it involved the hero doing the exact opposite of what everyone wanted him to do, wished our executive officers liked maybe Dr. Strangelove better.

The power is still out in parts of Queens, which is unbelievable. Apparently, overhead lines have been bursting aflame from time to time, and there's still the occasional manhole exploding. Of course, the Loo has it worse, and I apologize for New York hogging the headlines as is wont to happen.

Man, and I was miffed when in NCAA 2004 (or whichever the last one I got was) had 'the Old Spice Red Zone' in it. God, can't we leave synergy by the wayside for like twenty minutes?

You know what's fantastic? MLB taking its marketing cues from urban couture and friggin' Louis Vuitton. About a year into my city stay, this li'l country bumpkin was dating a girl who declared she wanted a Vuitton bag. I thought they were ugly, but figured, 'Meh,' and asked her how much they were in case I was stuck for a gift idea down the road. She told me the price, and whatever point in the road the Vuitton bag may've been at, I had taken an exit ramp well before that.

MySpace is having trouble right now. Which is good, because I had an unpleasant topic I was going to search for if I got through. Breathe easy today.

bullfrog

I hate to say it, but this chart from Slate is immensely useful to a tool such as myself.

http://www.slate.com/id/2146230/nav/tap1/