And I'm Ghost Like Swayze

As I was pondering my youth earlier today, I was trying to recall what my weekends consisted of before I discovered alcohol. I remembered that, in the days of yore, my Saturday nights almost always included alternating between Mad TV and Saturday Night Live into the wee hours of the night, hoping to catch glimpses of the likes of Will Ferrell, Michael McDonald, and Will Sasso. Alas, since then both programs have gone straight downhill, mainly due to the fact that they act as springboards for actors who want to move on to bigger and better things. However, recently I was shown a few online videos which made me laugh hysterically, and I was surprised to learn that they were mined from the vast quarry that is SNL. The following is my favorite of those clips.

Lazy Sunday



Chances are you've already seen this video, but I figured it's worth posting anyway. Not only did I find it hilarious, I am now inspired to make a similar angry rap about the hardships of either Stanford (caterpillars, broke girls (comparatively), the fact that we have SAE, etc.) or 'Sid Heights (having to walk more than 1 block to get to Noah's, having to go to the janky-ass YMCA instead of the posh JCC, living 3 blocks from RJ, the list goes on). Of course, DressArchie is the only place you will be able to hear that track before it goes triple platinum, my friends.

Secondly, here's an official "Fuck You" to RJ for beating me in fantasy this week. Though my squad was pretty much doomed from the get-go (some notable draft "busts": Carson Palmer, Selvin Young, Ryan Grant, LT (well, he's been ok but definitely not the same LT)), I combed the waiver wire every week to pick up precious gems who would help me survive (Dominic Rhodes, Peyton Hillis, Kevin Walter, etc.) and ended up having a wondrous season. I also just hate the fact that basically every member of RJ's squad put up far greater numbers than they ever should have. Now that, my friends, is just plain irritating. Eat shit and die, RJ. Mr. Hart, as always, you have my vote.

Finally, be sure to go see the movie "Slumdog Millionaire" if you have a chance. It's a movie about this Indian kid from Mumbai who grows up in a shitty neighborhood and ends up winning Who Wants to be a Millionaire. It might not sound like the most intriguing film (when I asked my brother if he wanted to see it with me, he quipped, "Mark, I'm not gonna go waste 10 fucking dollars to see a buncha Punjabs dancing around on a gameshow") but it's legit. Trust me.