There are two types of people in this world: those are addicted to Diet Coke, and those who are not.

The Diet Coke ad which ran during the Oscars (with incredible music: Sweet Disposition by The Temper Trap) panders to those of us who are addicts, and I’m alright with being pandered to.

This is hilarious, though the language won’t be safe for the kids.

[credit Jennifer Wyckoff]

My eternal man crush, former Southern Miss running back, Damion Fletcher this week in a practice facility in Atlanta.

There is no goal line stand to hold such an athlete.

We got dressed for the gym but opted for Mexican and a sunset on a rare clear winter day in Seattle.

I hope it raises money for Haiti, because that would be the only positive thing to result from it.

As you may know, we visited Mikey’s house from The Goonies while passing through Astoria, Oregon a few days back.

I was about to attempt the Truffle Shuffle on camera when 1) another couple started to walk up the drive way, and 2) the neighbors were looking out their windows.

The best part about Google’s ad, aside from the fact that it caused everyone in the room to stop and become completely immersed in it, is that we can all identity with it. Misspelling words, trip planning, tips of life. The casual nature by which we access information via Google that has a profound effect on our lives.

It was one of the best commercials I’ve ever seen.

Actually watching these videos to learn how to get better.

I wanna be a winner.
I wanna be a winner.

I love and loathe so much about both of these guys, but it’s nice to see them one-on-one.

Stewart was overly subservient, therefore his short quip at the end - while powerful - seems more like parting word after an argument with some guy at a bar.

“Here’s what Fox has done, through their cyclonic perpetual emotional machine that is 24 hours a day, 7 days a week: They have taken reasonable concerns about this president and this economy and turned it into full-fledged panic attack about the next coming of Chairman Mao.”

Over the weekend I sent a mobile upload of our experience at Portland’s famous VooDoo Donuts. We hoped in line to find a stoned and/or drunk homeless woman approach me, staring, standing with her mouth open, just a couple of feet away. I asked her if she needed anything… if everything was alright. That’s when she proceeded to ask me (multiple times) how my “first time” was. Seriously. And no, she wasn’t talking about my first ‘donut hole’. [Insert joke here.]

After asking me 10+ times, she went down the line asking others the same question. I was the only one who talked to her. I genuinely tried to engage her in conversation, even asking if I could buy her breakfast. The fact that I talked to he is probably the reason she came back to me and stood starting, just like this, for the better part of 20 minutes.

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade and offer it to a homeless person. Should that homeless person deny your lemonade and ask you about your first time experiencing sexual intercourse, take a video of them and put it on the Internet. They’ll never see it anyway.

So there I stood, cellphone by my hip, hoping to catch a clip of her creepiness in action. I was quite pleased with the result.

When we got to the front of the line the cashier told us that the people in front of us had already put $10 towards our donuts. They snuck out before we got to thank them.

[credit: Ernest Myers]

Found out over the weekend that Seattle (well… Kent, which is 22 miles south of Seattle) just added an indoor football team. (RIP, Steeldogs) I’m sure I’ll go to zero games.

Should I try out? Nay. There are no punts in indoor football. Hence, my punt blocking skills are not needed.

$85 million in lost cash, and immeasurable in loss of life. Disgusting.

Great video from last night. My childhood hero.

…because you just might vomit. Alabama’s new football intro video. Highlight’s included (minus Prothro).

VISA… I only have so many tears.