This week I picked up Stephen Colbert's I Am America (And So Can You!), which is classic Colbert-style satire in book form, complete with "The Word"-style margin notes. He covers issues such as the family, religion, sports, and science. In short, every chapter begins with whatever the subject is being the greatest threat to America today, and it all just goes downhill from there. There's even a Fun Zone at the end of each chapter with games you can play, such as Match the Celebrity With Their Pet Cause, and How Many Differences Between These Pictures of an Upper Class Dinner Party and a Lower Class Family Standing In Front of Their Trailer (answer: One. The Lower Class Family isn't working hard enough.) Colbert goes from the absurd to the Funny Because It's True to the "I really shouldn't laugh at this because it's actually a serious thing," usually all on the same page.
I've watched approximately half of each World Series game so far. The first game was a laugher by about the 6th inning so I shut it off, and last night I just stopped caring. Boston fans can now officially stop using the Loveable Losers tag, because their team is now neither. Unless the Rockies end up winning the next four games, in which case they will still not be loveable. I don't want to hear about 86 years blabbity-blah ever again.
And half of Michigan's roster may be injured, but that doesn't mean they'll lose the Little Brown Jug tomorrow. And even though Penn State is pretty much Official Property of the University of Michigan by this point, I feel this strange desire to also be a Nittany Lion fan this weekend (it won't do any good, but still...).
I've been digging House this season. I like the shake-up they've had with House having to pick a new team, but his old team hanging around to harrass him. I'm just glad that it's shaping up for his old team NOT to re-unite, because that'd be too easy (take note, Entourage). Foreman having to take a job back at the hospital because he's become "House Lite" was a nice touch, too.
This week, I've been listening to the Fight Club Soundtrack. Because I sometimes listen to stuff like that.
Around the web, here's a poem by Taylor Mali called "Totally Like Whatever," which I've been able to work into my sermon this Sunday. Enjoy.