I’m Not Feeling You

I’m not ashamed to say that seeing that empty chair on Father’s Day broke my shit up a little bit, and he loved The Boss and that made me love him more, so when they did that montage at the end of Meet the Press yesterday, and they played the performance of “Thunder Road” that Bruce had dedicated to Tim Russert the night before, it was just a little too much man feeling for me… and by “too much” I mean just enough, and by “man feeling” I mean I cried for a while and went to sleep spooning Hamilton.

Isabella Rossellini made these crazy shorts for the Sundance Channel called Green Porno about insects and stuff doing it. They make me feel weird. Really weird. Like walking in on your parents doing it, except if your parents were both Isabella Rossellini. That would make it kind of hot… except not really because both Isabella Rossellinis would be your MomDad… which is gross… are you starting to get why I’m confused?

In any case, I can’t decide if my favorite is “House Fly” or “Snail”, but really they’re all kind of equally good… or bad… I’m still not sure.

Finally, I get to see Antonio Sabato Jr. fire dance! Oh Joey Fatone what can’t can you do?

It’s called a pound, and it wasn’t for you, Chris Mathews. It was for us. Also, can someone get dude a drool guard? Thanks.

Meanwhile in awesome land…

Fine, endorse McCain (it’ll probably help Obama win), but John Hagee…? Tell the truth, did you trade your soul for those extra skin folds?