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I just finished watching the movie Super Size Me and it was a little scary. Not just the fact that the guy’s stomach overloaded on Day 2 of his McDiet and he McSpewed out his car window. No, there were the health issues that piled up during the course of his making the movie. The extra baggage he added through the combination of a McDiet with a lack of McWalking helps explain how I gained… some weight while working in an office setting and eating fast food for most lunches. (Don’t worry, I don’t have visible jowls, but it’s still excess weight that wasn’t there six months ago.)

It’s a combination of eye-opening and scary and I recommend that you watch it. Just don’t start the movie and realize ten minutes in, “It’s 10:30 at night, I haven’t eaten anything since 3:30 and I’m hungry.” At that point, you should probably settle for some McSaltines—they’re not fattening and they’ll help absorb stomach acid if you suddenly feel the urge to McSpew in your living room.

We’ve reached yet another anniversary of the Twin Towers collapsing and I was thinking, “Hey, this feels like a good night to go to bed early.” Then I thought, “I ought to write at least a short entry since it’s 9/11 and I want to pay my respects to the deceased and their loved ones.” The internal debate didn’t last very long—I might have a harder time staying awake during work tomorrow, but I’ll be awake and it’ll be tomorrow. A lot of people had that opportunity burned out of their hands in a giant fireball seven years ago.

So before crawling under the covers and breathing heavily until my alarm goes off in the morning (people say I snore, but I know they’re lying…), I want to thank the Powers that Be for my covers, my alarm, my (lack of) snoring… and thank them most of all for 9/12. Sleep well, everyone.

I watched the movie earlier tonight and I’m feeling a tad disturbed. And it’s not because I watched the 1999 version. I’m somewhat ashamed to say that I purchased that on DVD and it seems like the movie was created solely for Christopher Lambert to kill monsters and do his little chuckle at the end. It didn’t follow the original storyline very well, though honestly, I don’t think the 2007 version did such a great job, either. (more…)

I was checking out an MLS game on TV this afternoon and became very sad. Not because of the game itself—I enjoy watching soccer—but because of one team’s jerseys.

Unlike most professional team sports, soccer doesn’t fill up large stadiums here and thus doesn’t get a lot of revenue in the States. If we had more soccer hooligans on our side of the pond who would get hammered, vomit on themselves, then beat the crap out of each other in bars for wearing the wrong colors… but I digress. My point is that to get some extra cash, enabling owners to give out contracts large enough for players to build pools they can fill up with money and swim in, they’ll get sponsors that plaster their logos on the front of the team’s jerseys.

For example, the New York Red Bulls. Can you guess what’s on the front of their jerseys? That’s right, it’s a giant cursive “G” to represent General Mills.

Okay, maybe not. In this game, it was New York (with Red Bull logos) playing against D.C. United. Can you guess what’s on the front of the latter team’s jerseys? That’s right, it’s that VW inside a circle to represent Volkswagen.

I’m not kidding. D.C. United, a team located in our nation’s capital, is sponsored by a German car company. I can only imagine what the motivation was on both sides of that deal. It’s possible that Volkswagen is owned by a bunch of soccer hooligans who want to force American bars to sell German beer (Tastier going down and coming back up!), but it could be part of a trade agreement instead: we’ll put your logos on our jerseys if you send us cars that the players can fill with money and drive in.