CHART: Rivalries of the SEC based on Hatred and Intensity
HATRED (ha·treda) n. - a : intense hostility and aversion usually deriving from fear, anger, or sense of injury b : extreme dislike or antipathy or loathing
INTENSITY (in·ten·si·ty) n. - a : exhibiting strong feeling or earnestness of purpose b: intense, driving, or overmastering feeling or conviction
Thanks to lincolnluxor for his help placing some of the match-ups.
Let the debate begin.
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Once upon a time, Jack Shephard was a man who could not believe in anyone or anything else except himself, and he was lost. But this Doubting Thomas found faith and healing by humbling himself and committing himself to a community of fellow flawed and fallen souls also yearning for redemption incapable of doing it alone. As he lay dying, he saw the airplane carrying his friends home, and he rejoiced for them. And then he saw into another world, where he was welcomed with open arms and bear hugs, and he rejoiced — for himself.
- Jeff Jensen, EW
I am sure by now that most of you have seen the story (http://tinyurl.com/Mississippi-bigots) about the high school in Mississippi that has canceled their prom out of their hatred for a lesbian student couple.
I just wanted to share another bit of information I gained from their primitive, geocities-esque website.
This girl was not some burn-out or troublemaker but IS ON THE HONOR ROLL!
Getting all As in your classes - good, loving someone no matter who they are - bad. Lesson learned Mississippi, we all know you have always been on the front lines of social change.
The Case Against January Jones or The People vs Betty Draper
January Jones was offered a shot to prove that she’s not the worst part of Mad Men when she hosted Saturday Night Live this weekend. She totally blew it. Will she be able to recover?
The short answer is probably not, but she sure will try. It was speculated that her busty cover of GQ and her SNL gig were a play for career-after-Mad Men because creator Matthew Weiner wasn’t bringing her back. She had an uphill struggle because many people believe that because she plays an icy, passive character on the show that she can’t act. While her cleavage did wonders for her public image, she did herself no favors with her lame stab at sketch comedy over the weekend.
Now that everyone thinks she can’t act, her chances at movie star fame ruined, and Betty Draper’s proximity to the central plot on the wane, what is Ms. Jones to do? Here are her options:
Indie Film: If she gets a plum role in an Oscar-bait indie and knocks the role out of the park, she could redeem herself and establish some much-needed street cred. Just look at what Precious is doing for Mo’Nique (of all people) right now.
Procedural: They must be casting for NCIS: Twin Cities or some shit like that. Actors in these jobs just need to be able to look good and deliver their lines, which we know that she can do. It’s not going to win her any awards, but it will be a steady acting job and a big fat paycheck for years to come.
Girlfriend Roles: Join the Judd Apatow crew or play the remarkably attractive love interest for some schlub like Adam Sandler. If the movie hits big no one will confuse you with a Stella Adler devotee, but you’ll be able to get some more jobs out of it.
Sex Tape: This will get her tons of attention, but in terms of work, the best she can hope for is a reality project (see Hilton, Paris and Kardashian, Kim). Still it would be lots of fun to watch.
Obscurity: She doesn’t have to be an actress. Maybe she would be better suited as a lunch lady who mumbles to herself, “I used to be someone!” We always did see her in hair nets.
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If you do eventually find a spot, you shouldn’t have to suffer the humiliation of getting kicked out of an almost-empty section by a guy in a goofy hat who may later be yelling, “Where’s a pledge? I need a Sprite!” to no one in particular. (While the girl in front of him suddenly realizes how hard it will be to get the sticky Sprite out of her hair.)
But as I was sitting between the guy with the “Eat Sh*# Auburn” hat and the dude stirring the liquor into his drink with a “Tide To Go” pen, I was wondering if I really cared that much about making a point.
No. 18 Notre Dame (27) at Michigan (24)
UCLA (17) at Tennessee (28)
Florida International (3) at No. 4 Alabama (41)
Vanderbilt (17) at No. 11 LSU (30)
South Carolina (16) at No. 21 Georgia (10)
Mississippi State 14 at Auburn 21
No. 3 USC (34) at No. 8 Ohio State (17)
No. 16 TCU (28) at Virginia (10)
Purdue (20) at Oregon (17)
The Doors = The Most Overrated Band In The History of Music
(photo via lovehaight)
Now I went down to the St. James Infirmary,
Saw my baby there;
She was stretched out on a long, white table,
So sweet, so cold, so fair.
Let her go, let her go, God bless her,
Wherever she may be,
She will search this wide world over,
But she’ll never find another sweet man like me.
Now, when I die, I want you to bury me
In my straight laced suit and a stetson hat,
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece in my pocket,
So you can let all the boys know I died standing pat.
An’ give me six crap shooting pall bearers,
Let a chorus girl sing me a song.
Put a red hot jazz band by my coffin
So we can raise Hallelujah as we go along.
So now that you have heard my story,
Say, boy, hand me another shot of that booze;
If anyone should dare to ask you,
Tell ‘em I’ve got those St. James Infirmary blues.
