Day: March 29, 2011

Eat My Sports: You didn’t have it

So I learned that out of roughly elventy billion brackets filled out on ESPN.com, only two had the Final Four picked correctly. And don’t lie to us, you weren’t one of them, and for one reason only, VCU.

The Rams’ improbable run to the Final Four started with them being in the much maligned First Four. I didn’t even have them winning a game, much less with being within two of the last game. The local reaction has been fantastic, but don’t let any Richmonder tell you it was expected. Continue reading Eat My Sports: You didn’t have it

What’s the appeal of long-distance girlfriends, again?

If you’ve been trying to start a business that’s so sad that it’s genius, then we’re sorry to tell you that “fake Internet girlfriend agency” has already been taken.

If you don’t immediately find the appeal in paying a service to reply to your tweets and post messages on your Facebook wall, let Cloud Girlfriend company co-founder David Fuhriman assure you that:

1. The person behind the fake account is an actual woman with possibly functioning woman parts.

2. There is absolutely no possibility of nude photos or porn.

3. It’s “just like having a real long-distance girlfriend,” only “without the hassles.”

So, if you think about it, it’s like paying for a prostitute without the hassle of STDs. Or like going to a strip club, minus the hassle of seeing some rude titties. Or like having friends, but without the hassle of introducing your fake girlfriend to them.

Das not good

The world’s first in-car anti-road rage system is here, and it happened by accident.

Some 2011 Volkswagen Jettas are being recalled because if you honk the horn it might shut down the whole car. This, in terms of driving, is a bad thing. However, if you think about it, it would be kind of fun to freak out your friends.

You’re driving down the road at about 70 mph and you tell your friends you can’t stop accelerating, your only chance is to lean on the horn and get everyone else out of the way–and then you kill the engine.

Hey, it’s still better than spiders.