Ludacris, the rapping/acting soul that welcomes people to Atlanta, has decided to open up a restaurant based off of his album Chicken-N-Beer. The shack, a part of Atlanta’s airport, will be named, obviously, Chicken-N-Beer.
Three guesses as to what you’ll be able to find on the menu.
The news is kind of like your parents, in that, they don’t always get the terms right when detailing a story to you, but you appreciate the effort just so much. My own mother has spent time asking me how a Ridiculous (Ludacris) concert that I went to was. I’ve even heard some parents of my friends ask them about the “internets” and if they have enough “Gaggles” in their computer.
Another example: a Delaware newspaper has a story about a flash mob marching together into a Philadelphia Sears and running off with tons of merchandise.
Except, it’s not really a flash mob, so much as a conspiratorial group. Yes, they may have all planned it on a social networking site, but a surprise birthday party for a friend of mine was set up on Facebook. That doesn’t exactly mean we’re going to break into a song and dance.
Also, Sears? Really, group of thieves? You couldn’t do anything more high class and less portrait studio-y?
Some coworkers of mine and I get together every so often to have Bad Movie Night (henceforth known as BMN), an idea I first heard from Chris Taber some time ago on the Crankcast. To me, it’s a glorious concept: get some friends together, pop on some bad movies, crack open some beers and let rip on the film. Keep in mind that you won’t be watching The Godfather on BMN, but you just might watch The Godfather III. As long as the movie’s not one of those you’d find in the March Mort or Awful April categories, it can still be fun enough. And hey, you get to introduce people to movies they may not have seen!
How can it go wrong?
It can. Oh, it can. Continue reading MasterChugs Theater: The Value of an Education
According to recent simulations, the idea of making a life for yourself on a planet closer to the center of the galaxy has hit a natural barrier as well as a (lack-of-way-to-get-there-and-survive) technological one: Too many comets. Not enough ho’s!
No! No! Sit down Ludacris. We’re not going into a song, okay? We just don’t have the time. Now, as I was saying ….
It’s now being reported that Italian researcher Marco Masi has discovered that the stars and gas clouds at the center of the galaxy are so tightly packed that twice as many comets are shaken loose, and could hit planets at twice the impact of similar Earthbound objects. Which would mean that some kind of force shield that would protect future space colonies from collisions might just be the first thing to add to any future to-do list.
Our favorite planet-sized comet shield? Meatloaf. And Mike Holmgren. Oh, and one of the dude’s wearing an ascot that was pictured at the end of the Dec. 22, 2009 edition of PTI. That was a big dude.
And this guy was supposed to be the modern President. Presidential hopefull Barack Obama slammed a new rap by resident “Move B****” rapper Ludacris. Barack basically wrapped the whole thing up by claiming the rap was “offensive” and that Ludacris should be “ashamed” of the rap that spit out that our current President is “mentally handicapped.” That’s my Bush!
