A brilliant response from a friend of mine … Once again Jeff, why don’t you exhibit the same type of disdain for ESPN’s Kenny Mayne? The same Kenny Mayne who was the first ESPN reporter to appear on Dancing With the Stars (two seasons prior to Erin). The same Kenny
So Erin Andrews, ESPN’s sideline reporter/resident celebrity, has signed on with Reebok to endorse the company’s new shoe, the ZigTech (whatever the hell that is). On her Twitter profile photo, Andrews actually had the sneaker balanced on her arm (she changed it recently). As noted in The Oregonian recently, while
So it looks like I’m going to be teaching an online journalism course, in addition to my duties at Manhattanville. Earlier today the woman from the program sent me a course description to be listed in the enrollment catalogue. This is part of what it said: In this class, you
I’ve taken much abuse throughout my life for my Hall & Oates fandom. To answer your questions: 1. Yes, I love Hall & Oates. 2. Oates is the one who had the mustache. 3. No, they weren’t lovers. 4. Yes, they’re still around. Hall & Oates certainly have their bad
We have two cars. One is a Toyota Prius, which I love. One is a Chrysler Town and Country minivan, which I loathe on 8,000 different levels. Neither vehicle can handle the snow. At all. It’s actually laughable, in a pathetic sort of way. I grew up in suburban New
I taught my first class of the semester at Manhattanville this morning, and while standing before the students my mind drifted to the whole CNN/Twitter thing of the past 1 1/2 weeks. Specifically, I was thinking about my relatively thin skin, and why the foul comments particularly offend me, and
… is on Washington’s Hilton Armstrong, and the art of NBA invisibility. Also, here’s Armstrong’s personal website. A pretty site—but few things sadder than a dead online presence.
As much as I loathe Sarah Palin. As much as I long for her to move to Guam. As much as I disagree with everything she says … Sarah Palin is no Michelle Bachmann. Wait, take a look … The best line comes around 2:30—the ol’ lightbulbs line. Ha, ha,
As he nears his 50th birthday, Herschel Walker is talking about a possible return to the NFL. Anyone who follows this stuff knows talk is mere talk, and Walker certainly is not going to actually take a crack at this. That said, I sure hope he does. As a commenter