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Sam Mellinger of The Kansas City Star writes, in addition to solid columns for the newspaper, a blog for the paper's Web site. You should check it out, and participate in his Twitter Tuesday feature, but don't do what I'm doing in this post. That's not the point of the feature.

I put this together as a post, not because I want to make Mellinger work harder by clicking a link, or because I’m </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2012/01/thinking-out-loud-arrowhead-anxiety.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wHrBC1TTUfY/TxR2zueexAI/AAAAAAAALKE/xXgG_Wz2r8o/s72-c/tuesday31.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-295724203898544349</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2012 19:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-09T14:04:16.745-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Our AFC West</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kansas City Chiefs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The NFL</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Denver Broncos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">A Coach Named Josh</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Todd "Goodfella" Haley</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Playoffs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Our Lord and Savior Tim Tebow</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Good Ol' Boys</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Playoffs?</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Photoshop Atrocities</category><title>Queue the "Dukes of Hazzard" Theme Song</title><atom:summary>
Alright. Got a day off, and I've got plenty to say about my re-entrance into the realm of industry hospitality, and I'm certain that will entertain a grand total of nobody. In the interim, however, I've got to sort out a few things about the good ol' Kansas City Chiefs, the good ol' Denver Broncos, and the good-ol'-boy-network known as the National Football League.

If you're unfamiliar with my </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2012/01/queue-dukes-of-hazzard-theme-song.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V1Le3p-frCE/Tws1zucF1ZI/AAAAAAAALJ0/nPHgKF3Yzdc/s72-c/GOB.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-6838492983610369711</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2011 05:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-01T20:58:12.117-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Horrible White Recording Artists</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">StubTubes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Oldies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nursery Rhymes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Losin' My Mind</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Glam Rock Was Pretty Much an Atrocious Concept</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Twitter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bad Music</category><title>This Time. I'm Losin' My Mind, This Time: Sixy</title><atom:summary>My boy Adam Best once wrote that bloggers should never waste post space to mention that they've been out of the loop or on the sidelines, etc. I'm going against his advice right now to report that I've been out of commission for the entire month of November because I decided to get back in the restaurant business, which has been an adventure that is reaching upwards of 300 hours and one day off </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-time-im-losin-my-mind-this-time_30.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LAGUlXPrGhI/TtarwtJXXXI/AAAAAAAALJY/djfKq4pqGgs/s72-c/stress.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-6312328531910907272</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 12:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-04T07:36:35.188-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">StubTubes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Untimely Reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Unchartable Muscle-Mass Indices</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Comedy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bad Haircuts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Books Is Fer Readin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dumb Cancellations</category><title>Untimely Reviews: Demetri Martin's "This is a Book"</title><atom:summary>I'm pretty excited for this particular review since the subject actually came out this year. Granted, it was in April, but that beats the untimeliness of my Dylan review. It's all in the feature's title, though, right?

Anyway, once I was done reading the Bob Dylan biography, I moved on to a book with a pretty awesome title: This is a Book by Demetri Martin. Now, before I tell you about how </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/11/untimely-reviews-demetri-martins-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PBk5OLYyEjM/TrPUqzhYdXI/AAAAAAAALJI/bNECph7LeUA/s72-c/Demetri200.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-8344614799415100567</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Nov 2011 17:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-03T17:35:34.209-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">StubTubes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Losin' My Mind</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Nuge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Classic Rock Radio Is Mostly Terrible</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bad Music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bad Company</category><title>This Time. I'm Losin' My Mind, This Time: Sink-Oh</title><atom:summary>Welcome back for another installment of the feature that makes you want to stick your head in a blender.

If you're new to the action, what follows are (mostly) terrible tracks that, for reasons unexplained, got stuck in my head last week. I'm kind enough to pass the deliciousness on to you, so enjoy.

One day you'll thank (read: stab) me. 

We get things underway this week with an obviously </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-time-im-losin-my-mind-this-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPbdmwMJKew/TrGfLRdfi_I/AAAAAAAALI8/QdFuO35uZac/s72-c/Lunatic.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-2157118389902893219</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2011 13:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-04T07:07:26.089-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Untimely Reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Books Is Fer Readin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bob Dylan</category><title>Untimely Reviews: Bob Dylan's "Chronicles, Volume One"</title><atom:summary>I took a part-time job a number of months ago. It’s a job in which I clock in at 11 p.m. on Friday and Saturday, and then punch out around 3 a.m. I sometimes stand, but mostly sit just inside the entrance of a bar. You could call the position bouncing, but that doesn’t really fit my stature or the ambience of the joint. Door guy is more fitting. I card everyone coming in, and at the end of the </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/11/untimely-reviews-bob-dylans-chronicles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MuSJWf2oGDc/TrE-sbe_RqI/AAAAAAAALIw/hpcanol7Fso/s72-c/chronicles.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-5114469557605158389</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2011 17:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-28T12:34:45.618-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kansas City</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hooligans Wankers and Other Soccer Freakshows</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fresh ID</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Playoffs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Playoffs?</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Twitter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vintage Pancho</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blogstralia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">CAPITALIZED PARK NAMES</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">SportingKC</category><title>This Week in Blogstralia: An Interview with Kristi Colvin</title><atom:summary>Every so often I'll sit down with an interesting Internet personality and discuss what goes on in their neck of the Web woods. This week's guest is Kristi Colvin.

bankmeister: We “met” in strange way, which is to say that we’ve technically never met, but I knew that you were a fascinating person right out of the gate. My buddy brought me to a SportingKC game, and at the conclusion of the </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-week-in-blogstralia-interview-with.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2iAoBX4RoQ/TqregS8LBZI/AAAAAAAALHw/_DtMoLA7y1U/s72-c/kris-biz-4.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-9128955734342190981</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2011 15:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-27T10:50:38.599-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Blizzard of Nair</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">StubTubes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Losin' My Mind</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Casey Kasem and Delilah Should Spawn an Unbearable Love Child</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bad Music</category><title>This Time. I'm Losin' My Mind, This Time: Fo'</title><atom:summary>If this feature is new to you, it goes like this: Crappy songs. There's lots of 'em. My noodle seems to be a magnet for 'em. I can't help it. I don't know how it happens, and I'm trying like mad to figure out a way to make it stop. So far, this feature has perhaps made it worse. Each week I'll drop a five spot on you, four of which should make you want to choke a litter of kittens. If they don't,</atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-time-im-losin-my-mind-this-time-fo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gKFIKoaEViE/TqlrhQUkzxI/AAAAAAAALHg/KArD8c-U8ZU/s72-c/stress.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-1637373150763715212</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2011 13:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-27T08:53:46.166-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">StubTubes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">QuikTrip Is the Bomb</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Frank Zappa</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bad Movie References</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jager Might Not Be Good for You After All</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sports Analogies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Red-Alert Deuce Droppings</category><title>Churches. Churches and Liquor Stores. Churches and Liquor Stores of the QuikTrip Variety</title><atom:summary>
Centerville might very well be "a nice place to raise your kids up" and if you need to find out for yourself, go ahead and watch Frank Zappa's 200 Motels. I dare you.



I gave the 1971 98-minute film a whirl about 13 years ago and I don't think I ever fully recovered from that lone viewing. Don't get me wrong: I got it. Were I not a massive Zappa fan, I probably would not have, but even though </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/10/churches-churches-and-liquor-stores.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Pn3iqNmdwg/TqliYDFoGGI/AAAAAAAALHU/yjgiC5cDg4o/s72-c/zappa.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-8334231909163663459</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2011 21:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-18T16:27:18.255-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Hootster</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kansas City Chiefs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Denver Broncos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Bye Week Almost Sucks As Much As the Chiefs Do</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bad Football</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Death of Newspapers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Twitter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cecil Revisited</category><title>Bye-Week Rant II: Talking Chiefs, Broncos, Baseball, and Media with Old No. 7</title><atom:summary>Technically, we're past the bye week, but regardless of how your favorite NFL team is playing, I imagine most pro-football fans would agree that the bye week is the toughest stretch of the gridiron season. To help kill these 14 days, Old No. 7 and I sat down to talk, among other things, AFC West. And if this chatter interests you, check out our conversation from two years ago, or my Chiefs </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/10/bye-week-rant-ii-talking-chiefs-broncos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HIJmOCchADw/Tp3sQgLeVrI/AAAAAAAALHE/K6dbpGiwULI/s72-c/bye-week-blues.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-277742228919251136</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Oct 2011 06:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-16T16:48:34.324-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Insane in the Membrizzane</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">How Did This Happen?</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">StubTubes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Losin' My Mind</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Even White Boys Got to (Get a) Shout</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bad Music</category><title>This Time. I'm Losin' My Mind, This Time: Third Time's Far from Charming</title><atom:summary>Hammering out a couple posts today as time's been a bit scarce lately, but, uh we'll get that fixed here soonish. Round one looked something like this, and round two this. The skinny is this: Bad songs get stuck in my head. I don't know how they get there, and I don't know how to get them out. Sometimes they're there, quiet and fading, before my feet hit the floor in the morning. And by the time </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-time-im-losin-my-mind-this-time_3115.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iaSm-6LCeRE/Tpp7YHe1FGI/AAAAAAAALG4/fNg9GmW_jEU/s72-c/migraine.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-1146278059812128471</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Oct 2011 01:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-15T20:52:06.302-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sports Talk Radio is Worse than Heroin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kansas City Chiefs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Eastern Thought</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">King Carl</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Bye Week Almost Sucks As Much As the Chiefs Do</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Free Agency</category><title>Bye-Week Rant: 2011 Free Agency and Chiefs Criticism</title><atom:summary>
If you’ve ever spent any time with the Tao Te Ching, you know that the world is referred to as the 10,000 things. As a kid, these 10,000 things -– when focused on Kansas City Chiefs football –- resembled an easy-to-read bar graph; absorption as a fan was either relatively high or relatively low. This, of course changed as my mind matured, and access to the National Football League and its teams </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/10/bye-week-rant-2011-free-agency-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kdm-s1HfHXs/Tpo4voWVnJI/AAAAAAAALGg/-7qaZJDQKrc/s72-c/dumb.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-4907416489891553541</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 11:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-16T01:39:43.053-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Insane in the Membrizzane</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">StubTubes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Losin' My Mind</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">This Blog Totally Needs More Star Wars References</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Even White Boys Got to (Get a) Shout</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bad Music</category><title>This Time. I'm Losin' My Mind, This Time: Take Two</title><atom:summary>If you missed the inaugural installment of this feature, peep it here. The genesis of it is this: Bad songs find their way into my head every day, and I can't, for the life of me, figure out how they get there. After the first post, the reverse effect of trying to make some sense of it occurred, and I spent the next 36 hours with Barenaked Ladies pulsing through my brain, which is to say I spent </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-time-im-losin-my-mind-this-time_16.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6qLTOpHI8Y/TppbX-mwoxI/AAAAAAAALGs/JH0DDFUk9dc/s72-c/busey.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-2681777047860485524</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 12:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-16T00:01:15.473-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Insane in the Membrizzane</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">StubTubes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Canadians</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Be Right Back After I Brain Myself</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Losin' My Mind</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bad Music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cinema</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">I Dunno It Just Got Stuck There</category><title>This Time. I'm Losin' My Mind, This Time: Inaugural Installment</title><atom:summary>You can't lie to me. I won't believe you.

You're not special, and you can't pretend it doesn't happen. You can't sit there and tell me that, at least once a day, some garbage song doesn't, for no apparent reason, wind up planted in your dome. It happens to us all, and because I don't live inside your brain, I've begun to feel like lately, that it happens more often to me.

With that, I give you </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-time-im-losin-my-mind-this-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa713yzHzZM/TouSxoVVTxI/AAAAAAAALGY/5jTqD_XkRrI/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-7302099095850768455</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 20:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-28T15:58:03.447-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pittsburgh--Home of Pedophiles I Mean Pierogies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kansas City</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Los Angeles Kings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hockey</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NHL Eastern Conference</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NHL Western Conference</category><title>An Evening at the Sprint Center: NHL Exhibition: Los Angeles Kings vs. Pittsburgh Penguins</title><atom:summary>Enough with the gripes and complaints, already, people. The National Hockey League is not coming to Kansas City anytime soon, and that has nothing to do with Tim Leiweke or AEG. Really, it doesn't.

I tweeted Randy Covitz earlier, and in doing so, I was mistaken. Apparently, last night's NHL exhibition contest featuring the Los Angeles Kings and Pittsburgh Penguins was a record crowd for Kansas </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/09/evening-at-sprint-center-nhl-exhibition.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FRyWKZ4obUI/ToN1foU78cI/AAAAAAAALGI/XdNDUfhv6Xg/s72-c/pp.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-2836664663036867066</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Sep 2011 22:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-24T18:15:10.990-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kansas City</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hooligans Wankers and Other Soccer Freakshows</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fatherhood</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Twitter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vintage Pancho</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">CAPITALIZED PARK NAMES</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bobbleheads</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">SportingKC</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Dizzotte</category><title>An Evening at LIVESTRONG Sporting Park: The Philadelphia Union vs. Sporting Club Kansas City</title><atom:summary>Last year, my buddy Vintage Pancho went out of his way to take me to a Kansas City Wizards game. He’s a season-ticket holder, a business proprietor, and trying to select a game that fit both of our schedules was the epitome of hit and miss. We made the October 9 contest against the Seattle Sounders work, and unfortunately the Wizards dropped the match 2-1.

I remember leaving Community America </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/09/evening-at-livestrong-sporting-park.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UpsH81P9p7w/Tn5fmq_2KiI/AAAAAAAALFo/DNzMoh1CjJ8/s72-c/skc1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-2287142867766608936</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2011 13:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-23T12:31:44.356-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Letters to Bud</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sports Talk Radio is Worse than Heroin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kansas City Chiefs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Todd "Goodfella" Haley</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Scott Pioli</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Twitter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dude Leave the Bible Out of This</category><title>Friday Morning Fracas: Chiefs Fans Visit a Familiar Neighborhood: Hell</title><atom:summary>
Wednesday morning: I didn’t want to write about the Chiefs two days in a row, but after listening to Danny Parkins Monday morning/afternoon and Bob Fescoe yesterday morning, I was left with no choice. I think both of these cats do a good show and put out mostly quality SportsTalkRadio, but Fescoe’s program, on the drive to work yesterday morning, left me sick to my stomach. I mean, my guts were </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/09/friday-morning-fracas-chiefs-fans-visit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dye9V6DEaTM/TnyFT39aqMI/AAAAAAAALFg/OGku1gxSXjg/s72-c/trifecta.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-445554304865458807</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2011 18:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-20T16:43:52.978-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kansas City Chiefs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Signs Say Floppy Haired Quarterback People Need Not Apply</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Brodie Bangs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Twitter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">One Man Bands</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dashed Hopes and Dreams</category><title>I Present to You, Apologism, and His Name is Brodie Croyle</title><atom:summary>Some seven or eight days ago, the 2011 NFL season commenced, and I'll be damned if it's not going to be a long one. Some two or three seasons ago, I never, in my wildest dreams, would've envisioned that a season worse than either of the Kansas City Chiefs' campaigns between 2007-09 could exist. It now appears entirely possible, but that's not what I want to discuss today.

Some six or seven years</atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-present-to-you-apologism-and-his-name.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NCGCT0DO1Fs/Tnjc4x4Ti1I/AAAAAAAALFY/cn2AfD7wKfg/s72-c/Brodie-Croyle.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-4067650749873869246</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2011 19:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-12T13:04:05.395-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Phish</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Podcasting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Show Reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Please Please Please No More Dicks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mile-High Good Times</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Colorado</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Twitter</category><title>Untimely Reviews: Phish, Dick's Sporting Goods Park, Commerce City, CO, 09/04/11</title><atom:summary>Sunday was a lazy, lazy day, and as you looked around, the strewn bodies roasting in the sun, and sizzling inside E-Z-Bake-Oven tents were evidence of the hard-core raging a lot of folks did Saturday. Sunday was a time to relax, gather yourself, and make the walk for one more show. One final evening of Phish until who knows when.

Things around our campsite were tiredly entertaining, like the </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/09/untimely-reviews-phish-dicks-sporting_10.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xcy9d5Grmk0/Tmu215oEALI/AAAAAAAALFA/BckMpiN6HBw/s72-c/surfersteve.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-7724903737289326266</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Sep 2011 21:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-08T16:54:46.312-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Phish</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chicks That Don't Dig the Long Jam</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Show Reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Please Please Please No More Dicks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mile-High Good Times</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">CK5</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Colorado</category><title>Untimely Reviews: Phish, Dick's Sporting Goods Park, Commerce City, CO, 09/03/11, Part II</title><atom:summary>
With my people still gallivanting around the Front Range and my interviews complete, it was time for some leisure, which I obtained via the company of the following: Lorin, and her pals Lara and Ari (Viking horns), a couple of other Connecticut-ers, Thomas and Adam (a.k.a Surfer Steve) from the University of Arizona (who Lorin adopted for the weekend), Mean Guy, BizarroJeff -- not to be confused</atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/09/untimely-reviews-phish-dicks-sporting_08.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kQAbBzoLKso/Tmk4rxrSz5I/AAAAAAAALEo/0nqnT0ZN3mM/s72-c/081%255B1%255D.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-5045801838778644721</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Sep 2011 01:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-07T20:27:29.223-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Phish</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Photogopharia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Show Reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Please Please Please No More Dicks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mile-High Good Times</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Colorado</category><title>Untimely Reviews: Phish, Dick's Sporting Goods Park, Commerce City, CO 09/03/11, Part I</title><atom:summary>
If you caught my review for night one of Phish at Dick’s Sporting Goods Park in Commerce City, CO, you might have guessed that when I woke up Saturday morning, I had a considerable-sized hangover. It was one of those headache-oriented hangovers that let you know an hour before you actually wake and open your eyes that it’s going to be a rough start to the day. I had plans to sleep a little bit </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/09/untimely-reviews-phish-dicks-sporting_07.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OGF7OBTbtIQ/TmgZEX326VI/AAAAAAAALEc/g2cju-_BC2k/s72-c/phish-colorado-poster-500x375.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-2620926119001183404</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2011 15:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-07T10:58:59.534-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Phish</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Show Reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Please Please Please No More Dicks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Wife</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Colorado</category><title>Untimely Reviews: Phish, Dick's Sporting Goods Park, Commerce City, CO, 09/02/11</title><atom:summary>For most of the summer, I stressed about whether or not I’d get to catch Phish. In the past, it’s never been a problem; before I was married, I was perfectly capable of mismanaging my finances enough to make Phish shows a priority. Since the great nuptial exchange, I’ve managed to see them each year since their 2009 reunion. In August of that year, the wife gave the go-ahead for a solo trip up to</atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/09/untimely-reviews-phish-dicks-sporting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qyStblBW14E/TmePxd5VsqI/AAAAAAAALC8/6iFsl5yCgW8/s72-c/007.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-6595967989662228656</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Sep 2011 20:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-07T11:06:51.385-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Phish</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gambling and Gamboling</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Show Reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Acting Like a Las Vegas Jerk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">THE Fort Lewis College</category><title>Untimely Reviews: A Preview to a Review: Remembering Phish in Las Vegas, 1996</title><atom:summary>Last night I returned home from a trip to Colorado to see Phish for three nights at Dick’s Sporting Goods Park in Commerce City. We left a little after five a.m. Friday morning, and returned home around six in the evening. I’ve assembled some notes and will post reviews of the weekend, but because I heard the phrase “this one time in Vegas” about 14 times this weekend, I recall the last time I </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/09/untimely-reviews-preview-to-review.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUslpaDd-eo/TmaIrG1hZ9I/AAAAAAAALC0/J6r9hoYBRrg/s72-c/Phish-Vegas96.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-3351480736697700948</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2011 15:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-26T10:20:24.632-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HoG25 Addendum</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The HoG 25</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">THE Fort Lewis College</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Put a Fork in It</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bob Dylan</category><title>HoG Addendum: The Top 25 Bob Dylan Studio Albums, Part II</title><atom:summary>Like Kenny Loggins said, "This is it/The waiting is over." 

Wait a minute. Time out. Start over. We can't move into the Bob Dylan top 10 with a Kenny Loggins quote. And as tempted as I am to say something long-strange trip-y, I'm not gonna. That song blows. The only appropriate quote that comes to mind follows, and if you missed yesterday's part one, you can find it here:

"’Twas in another </atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/08/hog-addendum-top-25-bob-dylan-studio.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x2b5ygEUB2Y/Tle4RgXtIjI/AAAAAAAALCs/pvwAsBpyT5Y/s72-c/dylan1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3686125248524517388.post-2561920745959532444</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2011 11:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-26T13:08:25.955-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vagabond</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Test Kitchen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quiz-een</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Food Pics</category><title>Taking Pictures of Food: Test Kitchen Kansas City's Vagabond</title><atom:summary>
If you’ve never participated in one of Jenny Vergara’s Test Kitchen events, put it on the calendar. Her most recent endeavor –- a pop-up –restaurant concept called Vagabond -- has already closed the business door on day two of its five-day run, and, as of Wednesday’s grand opening, seats were still available. There’s only one way to make a reservation, though, and that’s through the Test Kitchen</atom:summary><link>http://houseofgeorges.blogspot.com/2011/08/taking-pictures-of-food-test-kitchen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (bankmeister)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qWk0-GqmKKI/TldDiW_GyWI/AAAAAAAALCk/ikxJB3mB2CU/s72-c/vagabond.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

