The musings of a madman...

Not gonna keep you long, tonight... Step 1 - thaw and rub down chicken with vegetable (or olive) oil Step 2 - dry rub: (quantities are inexact, I just toss em in on a gamble, no measure) ground ginger, ground mustard, garlic powder, onion powder, chili powder, sage, parsley, Jamaican curry and saigon cinnamon. rub it down liberally as seen, cover and place in fridge for AT LEAST 1, up to about 24 hours. I opted for 24 hours. Next day... Step 3 - bake (covered) at 275º for 2 hours, remove from oven: Step 4 - crank the oven to 425º, place chicken BACK in the oven uncovered for 15-20 minutes. This will create a crispy skin on it, like so: Allow to cool long enough to handle comfortably and enjoy! To those looking to attempt this at home, you can use pretty much any piece of the chicken, methinks wings would be GLORIOUS in this rub, but I was out. Now for the cooking part (applicable to the legs you see, times would naturally be shorter for wings) to

Okay, so I gave him a pass when it was said that he would be handling the Transformers franchise of movies. Sure, he had laid the unwatchable rotten eggs that were Pearl Harbor , Mystery Men and Armageddon , but had also given us the Bad Boys films as well. Coyote Ugly wasn’t very good either, but the T&A aspect was apparently the saving grace in my then 21-year-old mind. Bastardization of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre , Friday the 13 th and Nightmare on Elm St franchises have shown audiences that Michael Bay is obsessed with 3 things, apparently. Explody/blowuppy slow-motion scenes Titties Aliens Left to my own devices, I have no problem with ANY of that. As kids, we were fine with the Transformers as robots from a land that we did not understand, but did not need to have a reason for their existence as long as we got good cartoons and bomb-ass toys out of it. To make a movie out of them, though, Michael Bay had to make them into “alien life forms.” Fair enough, h

I don’t even feel bad when I criticize Tim Tebow anymore… My criticism is still middle-ground, as he doesn’t strike me as anything less than genuine in what he believes, if only a bit misguided in how to apply it. No more is this oddly against-itself assessment shown than in this link . I will discuss both sides. If anything, my opinion of the kid is back-and-forth at best. On one hand, he does the thing where he finds and plays ambassador to people at EVERY game, and that is a great thing, some real shit to people he has no obligation to do ANYTHING for and I respect that. On the other hand, he has legions of fans who hold him and his ON field accomplishments as a professional player in a MUCH higher regards than necessary or earned simply because of his dealings OFF the field. I guess I happen to belong to a set of opinions that would like for religion and sports – just like politics – to exist in VERY separate lanes. One other thing in that link that irks me is this pa

Urban Dictionary defines "Yellow Fever" as... Yeah, someone will surely view this as clearly one of the most racist blogs I have ever written, but… The major American sports all seem to have developed a form of Yellow fever in which EVERY player to come through their organization of Asian descent, they’re lifted and treated like the crown savior of that sport. Don’t believe me? Hideo Nomo came in with the baffling stretch-and-twist delivery that was soon caught onto by batters in MLB and despite the "ZOMG, HE'S ASIAN!!!" hype machine that carried him, he was traded once and released 4 or 5 times within his first 5 years. 12 MLB seasons, TWO post-season appearances, both losses, $35ish million earned on the strength of being Asian, it seems. Tiger Woods you know what? I can't be all the way mad at this one, he was by far the most successful on this list, speaking purely in terms of accomplishing what was ahead of him to do as his job. I can fully understand

As Seen on The Intersection of Madness and Reality ... While some might be quick to cite the failures to right the ship that is America as all the more reasoning to get that ni-- ... uh, let’s not go there today... “Marxist” out of office this coming November, I happen to prescribe to a different line of thinking personally… Me? I am more of the opinion that a president is only as effective or as shitty as his Congress. If Congress stands behind and promotes his bad ideas into failure, or allow party lines to cause them to bristle at and hamstring the good ones, then Congress is JUST as much on the hook as is the president. I’m sure the question is being asked, then, where am I going with this? It’s really quite simple (and thank you for asking, by the way)... the “revolution” we need is not tied to any anarchist “chant down Babylon” or overthrow the government measures. Warren Buffett is quoted as saying "I could end the deficit in 5 minutes. You just pass a law that

Maybe I am a victim of the effectively lowered expectations as it relates to the every-January-ever influx of peoples’ sure-to-be-abandoned New Years Resolutions. Rather than entertain anyone’s promises of a better life for themselves, their health or their kids (jeeze, what kind of animal lies to their kids like that?!) I prefer to lend a cynical ear to their statements. “New year, new me!” on January 1 is categorically met with “funny, you still look like the same ignant ass from yesterday.” The en-masse pilgrimage to gyms the world over is generally followed by an equally epic exodus of them less than 100 days following… churches too! As with anything, I discussed this aesthetic with a good friend of mine this morning and the idea was tossed in to start a motivational company in which we publicly call out people on their resolution du jour ON THEIR FACEBOOK WALLS for all their friends to see, say every evening about 5ish. · “… read any of that bible

With pop culture being what it is, parody of a pop culture piece is usually a safe vehicle for the continuation of your “brand.” With recent developments surrounding the 2012 Republican candidates-to-be, most specifically one Herman Cain, I am of the opinion that RIGHT NOW is the time for one of those in famous “… an XXX parody”. As ever, and in the same vein as “Whose Nailin’ Palin” from a couple of years back, the title should be cheesy and especially groan-worthy, and this one is no different. “Spermin’ Cane” The allegations as presented publicly thus far give us 3 scenes, which I will go into now. Scene 1 The “harassment” allegations stem from what was said to have taken place at office parties. In the hospitality industry, this naturally usually includes alcohol. So we have our lead, an older black gentleman, drunkenly hitting on his younger white subordinates with every brand of inappropriateness one can imagine. Naturally, for casting

Have I really allowed the news to get me involved in an election cycle THIS early in the game? With an incumbent, there is only one side of it until next year, and MAN has this side generated a lot of buzz. Nevermind Rick Perry’s Niggerhead Ranch , Newt Gingrich being a philanderer (and in such, hypocrite) and hothead, Mitt Romney being a flipflopper, Michelle Bachman being Michelle Bachman and Ron Payl being very old; ALL of that pales in comparison to Herman Cain’s apparent trying to use the election to become the next dude to get brained in the oval office. After Tiger Woods’ situation two years ago, it seems that this will be an every-other-Thanksgiving occurrence, and for the sake of keeping the evening news entertaining, I am cool with this arrangement. We found ourselves riveted to our screens as one after another (or their lawyers where confidentiality agreements prohibited) came out to discuss their situation with the man who had previously

Among other things, one of my day jobs/pastimes is as one of 5 Admins over a web forum that, as of when I type this, has 106,310 members. You can imagine the amount of traffic a forum of that stature does in a normal day, which makes it quite the valued resource to members and advertisers. Unfortunately this leaves it as a value to spammers as well, and lord knows the Bot Network is HARD at work, as we bust up your standard “unlocked cellphone,” “ED drugs,” “streaming content” and “replica clothes/jewels” posts on the daily. Suffice it to say that I KNOW what an annoyance it is to be sold something that I have not agreed to be sold. I mean, I watch sporting events fully understanding that there will be advertisements all over the arenas and commercials every 5-9 minutes. That said, when I go to FaceBook or Twitter from my desktop, the last thing I want is to be inundated with link after link after link after post about your music site, about your “best hip-hop blog o

Much has been said about BAWSE rapper Rick Ross and his choice for a rap name, considering that he chose to use the name of someone who was at the time serving a sentence for selling crack to turn and sell made-up stories about his own life while selling crack. There is no secret that Ross’ (the rapper, not the crack peddler) real name is William Roberts. In the scheme of things, and among the nicknaming convention, that would be shortened to “Billy Bob.” Ever the silly-ass, I thought to myself that perhaps he would be better served to have used the “Billy Bob” moniker to rap under. Now to why this is so silly… The natural first-to-mind when we think of “Billy Bob” is the dude who quite probably bumped uglies with Halle Berry in Monster’s Ball . However, if you grew up in what is now the 336 areas of North Carolina back when it was still the 910 (and then 919) area of North Carolina, and are at least 29 years of age by my estimation then you remember “Billy Bobb” as this