T-Minus 44 Days/Here's To Hoping That The Band Is More Of A Success Than The Political Party

Last night six of my bravest friends and I ventured into Northern Kentucky and saw The Whigs put on a great show. It was a miserable place and a miserable crowd, and when the second of the bad local opening acts asked the crowd of twenty (not kidding) who was there to see The Whigs, Buddy and I were the only ones making noise. I'm not totally sure why he felt the need to ask, as he could have assumed that the rest of the crowd, composed of his family and girlfriend (not kidding), almost certainly were there to see him. But The Whigs made the most of it, and had the girls we went with gave the obligitory "It's not my kind of music, but I think they did a good job," before they tried to convince me that I now have to attend a Taylor Hicks show with them (not kidding). It's not happening girls, but thanks for coming to the show anyway. You can hear The Whigs album on I-Tunes, and the lead singer told me they were in the process of finishing up another album. One of the perks of no one attending a good show is the opportunity to get the news straight from the band. And the fact that the last thing the drummer said to me was "Go Dawgs!" was a nice touch.

O.K. Chicken: People who refer to rain as "retail sunshine."

T-Minus 62 Days

Ivan Maisel posted a list of the best college football players who wore each number, and he had to pretend like it was a tough choice choosing Herschel over Bo Jackson. If Bo knows anything, he knows Herschel was the easy answer.















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