Since we’ve moved to Connecticut, I’ve been suffering from 30 Rock withdrawal. Now that the tree is almost up, it will certainly increase tenfold. Despite most people’s complaints about the holiday traffic, I found it to be rather soothing. One of those things you know you can count on as universal constants like the sun rising in the east, bacon making your food better, and the Saint Louis Billiken. Until we meet again old friend
The Flatiron building is my favorite in the city. I could take a million pictures of it, and still find a way to take more. This is a HDR shot composed in Photoshop by combining a few of the same shot taken at different exposures. By combining them, you are able to get an enhanced level of detail no possible by taking one picture. I then desaturated the background to make the building itself pop
With Joyce down at #SIC, the three remaining horsemen were left to their own devices for Memorial Day weekend. It only took a few minutes to fall back into our schtick. While eating in the East Village, Jmac and Ostrowe posed for a picture while Ostrowe was distracted by the waitress.
But thanks to the magic of Photoshop, that can be fixed
Rick & #SIC12
Rick & Kate Beckinsale
This post will not be Daryl Approved.
After summer kickball, Rick was recruited to be on the fall Auburn kickball team. Such as act led him to proclaim Auburn to be his level three college team behind Syracuse and Maryland. In case you were wondering his own colleges, Springfield and Manhattanville, are somewhere near 20.
And the first ever Gentleman of the Year is….
Now a word from Ostrowe:
When I first met my opponent, I was unsure if I should call him Rick or Nick. One thing I am sure of is that I am lucky to call him a friend. Be it rides home from the airport, the bar, or a soon-to-be ex-girlfriend’s house, he never hesitates to make the trip. Providing tickets and sharing his NBC perks, and staying at the hospital till all hours of the night, he is always willing to go the extra mile in the name of friendship. In my opinion, we are all more gentlemanly for simply knowing him. So I must ask that you vote The Rick for Gentleman of the Year. It is the least we can do.
May the God bless you gentleman forever. Marty Christmas to all, and to all Happy Everyday.
It’s been a long time, and this here is the first official post of the new calendar year. Since our last broadcast, here at CTS, a lot has gone on in the world. Lets reflect:
Two notable deaths happened. One of the natural cause variety (Gerald Ford). One of the not-so natural cause variety (Saddam). I guess you could also include James Brown and Bam Bam Bigelow in this list, but different strokes for different folks eh. I can’t help but think about conspiracy theories with the Saddam one though. I bet in this day and age it is easy to fake someones death. Chevy Chase has been dead for a while now and no one has told him.
Classified Ad: WM looking for time machine/teleporter combination. That would be great. Thanks.
Florida won the BCS National Championship Game and by beating the team everyone thought was the best team in the nation, they have proved that they are the best team in the nation. I still hate them though. Now we have to live through another three months of hearing about their dual titles.
After the longest drought ever, it finally snowed. Thank God. I was starting to get really pissed off. Now I can take Mother Nature off my list. Oh who am I kidding my list has no real power. It only aspires to have half as much clout as Tara’s famous list
While at IHOP one fine morning. This very important looking guy sat down at the table next to Tara and I. Now I am not exaggerating when I say that this guy was on his cell phone the entire time. So the waitress brings him his food and unfortunately gives the guy too small of a plate, so he covers the microphone on the phone and says the following: “Hey. Can I get a bigger plate for these pancakes. Bare with me here, but here is my vision. I’m gonna pour my syrup on these pancakes and it’s gonna get all over your table here. I don’t want that to happen. So can you get me a bigger plate.” I can’t make this stuff up. If I did the waitress would have laughed in his face. She didn’t for some reason.
The Winter X-Games are this weekend. I’m stoked.
This morning I was walking underground and I was walking down the stairs I caught myself quoting that time I saw Bobby McFerrin fall down all those stairs. It’s too much man.
Amazing how this morphed into the Beep Bop Boop Bip that we all know and love.
So DirecTV is trying to lock up rights to the MLB Extra Innings package. Their offer is a reported $700 Million over seven years. Sounds like a lot until you realize they pay $700 Million A YEAR for Sunday Ticket. With 2 million subscribers to Sunday Ticket. At say, $235 a pop, you got $470 million right there. Plus this doesn’t count the inflated price that public places (such as bars) have to pay for the service. And I’m sure DirecTV gets ad revenue somehow, although I have to admit I don’t know how that works. So in conclusion don’t give your girlfriend a dirty fitzgerald.
Recently in Atlanta, these new AirTran billboards were put up: