January 2008


 Earlier this week, a 600-meter-long asteroid just missed us by about 350,000 miles.

What are your five favorite disaster movies?


Big ups to coolman08 for last week’s win! On to the next round…


And now today’s random competitors, in random order:

DeuceSharp’s Portugal2008 091

mrowl219’s 307e

Bill McIntyre’s Wedding dancing

suspensionstayed’s Bridge 584-16

Battl! Do it!

… and waiting for a flickr vote.

Looks like we have a three-way tie in last week’s flick battl matchup. Most of our regulars have voted, so please find someone, anyone to cast a vote and finish this one so we can move on.

The first person to facilitate such a vote will be rewarded — I’ll give you a head start on a little secret.




A Utah retailer of family-friendly tapes and DVDs – Hollywood films with the “dirty parts” cut out of them – has been arrested for trading sex with two 14-year-old girls.

Orem police say Flix Club owner Daniel Dean Thompson, 31, and Issac Lifferth, 24, were booked into the Utah County jail on charges of sexual abuse and unlawful sexual activity with a 14-year-old.

Is there a word for this kind of story? This kind of thing happens so often that there should be. I mean, there’s hypocrisy, but that just doesn’t get to the sleazy, sexual ick-factor that runs through this strain of unctuousness.

As W. Phillip Keller wrote in A Shepherd Looks at Psalm 23, “We discover that often when we are most sure of ourselves, we stumble and fall.” So it is with Bob-net’s Frozen Dinner Hall of Fame.

You see, when I had the Hall erected, it was because of — and intended for — one singular dinner, Stouffer’s life-changing Rigatoni with Roasted White Meat Chicken. It was the best I ever had. It was the best I ever hoped to have. But today, my world was rocked.

Allow me to introduce you to Boston Market’s Honey Roasted Chicken with Au Gratin Potatoes.

From Boston Market’s website:

Our juicy chunks of chicken are honey-roasted and complemented with a sweet and tangy sauce made from balsamic vinegar, Dijon mustard, and brown sugar.


You’re going to want a straw. To suck up every drop of that delicous sauce.

And believe me, I’ve sampled more than my shared of frozen-then-microwaved potatoes in various stages of cheese-dress. Most have been foul. These were delicious.

We’ll see if HRC stands the test of time like The Rig has. In the meantime, I’ll get to work on plans for a double-throne room in the Hall of Fame.

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