So the Re-show didn’t take place yet, but I made a facebook group so I’m sticking to my guns. We will be enjoying a similar playlist when that day comes.

Make sure to tune in tommorrow morning 2-4. And look out for a new blog also

Well, the goo part is a lot more visual but Kevin McAvoy, our first co-host, and myself spent a good amount of time this morning playing World of Goo. We highly suggest you check that out. Listen to the show.

If any of you doubt the insanity that is brewing in the mind of Ms. Nadya Suleman, please take a look at this

First Show is off and running. Neil Young and Lil’ Kim in the lead. If, for whatever horridly unimaginable reason, you’re still up and listening, write on the blog. If you’re reading this in the future, go listen to the show and let us know what you think.

Topics of interest may include:
Obama
The Mars Volta and Rain forests
Pasties
Lauren Kaufman’s jacket

It’s up to you.

Supposing that is a catchy enough tagline for the long-awaited return of Amateur Cartography. Get it? Its like a second season or the sequel to a badass action movie and Kyle and I play your lovable buddy cops with starkly different but equally compatible personalities. Consider this your teaser trailer of things to come.

In Politics:

Sarah Palin

Sarah Palin’s baby

Joe Biden

the floating liverspot referred to often as McCain

Barack Obama and the deal he made with the devil to make white people love him so damn much.

And Sarah Palin

Entertainment:

Perez Hilton’s fat ass’s journalistic appeal

Homos and Hollywood

Sarah Palin

Whatever Happened to: ( Shannon Elizabeth)

The real appeal of Daniel Day Lewis

Sports:

Ocho Sinco

Sarah Palin

Hockey (Kyle..obviously)

Jordan Steffy’s potential

Much more guys. Keep reading.

1.  Rain

2.  Mims – This Is Why I’m Hot (If Mims is bringing it back to NY then they’re FUCKED)

3.  Crocs.  Who the fuck is still wearing those?

Kyle

Have you ever found yourself just yearning to hold a baby in your arms? Does the squeal of a new born just make you burst with joy? Do you often awake in the morning after a methadone binge with an unidentified infant lying on the ground next to an empty bottle of Jack Daniels? Well I have, and let me tell you, that baby was none too happy I drained all the juice. He said he had paid all of his womb allowance on it and he already owed his nanny for some oxycodine he had scored last week. I told him to go get help and I kicked him out.But I digress- for all of you who want children so badly, but don’t want to deal with the responsibilities of feeding, changing, mating with another human being ( though that one may be more or less an involuntary hinderance) I have the answer: http://www.collectiblestoday.com/ct/product/prdid-300372001.jsp    Her name is “Ashley” and she oh-so-really, truly “breathes”! Almost as if you were holding an oh-so-real, true baby who wouldn’t- nay couldn’t- give two rat’s asses about you. Just like the rest of the world. Check out the sweet-ass features she’s loaded with!

“Ashley is handcrafted of Ashton-Drake’s soft RealTouch™ vinyl skin, with hand-applied hair and hand-painted fingernails and toenails. Her delicate newborn features are so realistic – be prepared for lots of “oohs” and “ahhs” wherever you show her off! Her body is loosely jointed, too, so she feels just like a real newborn infant in your arms. Truly, her every breath is a special little blessing! ”       

And that’s how she comes stock! Now I’m not saying you’re a creep if you are willing to pay the 5 installments of $26 just to buy this “Adult Collectible” item, but if you can’t stick it out with the rest of us and put up with the little brats just so you can feel the mechanical, heartless heaving of this “baby” than your issues may run a little deeper than those even I might be qualified to misdiagnose . And for those of you who have always wanted to simulate the anxiety and stress of owning, excuse me,”caring for” a premature infant, “Ashley” now comes in a 10” variety! I almost want to order 50 of them to throw at passerby. Using children as ammo is almost better than playing drinking games with them. 

from www.mybluecollar.com

After watching that, I couldn’t find any quote directly dealing with the commercial but there’s this little quip from Larry the Cable Guy’s website:

“Thanks also for the nice e-mail and comments on the weight loss and the Nutrisystem commercials. I’m glad ya like em and all I need is another 20 pounds and my wife said she’ll let me back on top! (Yeah!)”

Ah such high-brow comedy, I actually spilled my cognac while laughing so hard. Then I threw up because I thought of Larry the Cable Guy having sex. I think I’d rather jack off to that ‘The Road To Guantanamo’ documentary than Larry the Cable Guy fucking anything.

Firstly, let us remember that Presidents are inherently Lame. Save for a select few, who shall be named in a later post, most all U.S. presidents have consistently bitten big blue bull balls during their respective tenures in the Oral office…I mean Oval Office.However, some Chief Executives have gone below and far behind the average standards of your everyday fuck-up sorts like LBJ (what what!) and Pierce. Nay, some of these office holders have forever entrapped themselves in a fools gallery as the worst presidents ever. We’re talking today of The Lame Duck Presidents;

This world is full of words, and we will press them. We will press them all. For you.