What do we make of the fact that he seems to be covering his own crotch here? Is he playing gay chicken by himself?

Some of my high school friends went to Notre Dame. I visited a few times, and the place always really rubbed me the wrong way. Their football team isn't even that good, yet everyone there is obsessed with its "glory," South Bend is terribly depressing, and students face draconian punishments for being in opposite sex dorms after hours.

So the sexual who-knows-what going on in this and the last Quinn photo is somehow oddly satisfying to me.

Totally OT, but the pic evokes the thread from a couple days ago. Cake's cover of "I Will Survive" kind of epitomizes 90s music: secured by irony, they are free to release a beat-ass track.

Football players are always gender-bending. It's a standard high school thing. Like they're so macho it somehow demands its opposite as a form of tension release for everyone:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RRqsk9idx8g

Not quite on-topic, and yet vaguely germane. Lurid Digs: Horrifying Gay Amateur Interiors.

Not at all safe for work.

I went to visit Notre Dame the season after they stole our head coach. He was turning the program around, restoring the "glory." I went with my host to one truly creepy pep rally before the game, where a young charaismatic exhorted the crowd that ND could not lose because"this place has a soul!"

So I'm there for game weekend, in a famously football-crazy town, wearing my bright cardinal colors for the big football game that will pit their newly-hired coach against the program they poached him from, a school that dealt them a nasty upset loss just the season before, and the question I get most often, I shit you not, is:

"Oh Stanford? Don't a lot of Asian people go there?" In a conspiratorial whisper.

So, yeah. Fuck Notre Dame.

Uh, not for nothing, but ND has plenty of AsianAm students, too. Just like Stanford.

5 - I'm sure that "Desk Abuse" picture at the bottom is Chopper .....

3: Irony is passe. Steely Dan now writes at the next "re-ironized" level or maybe the level after that:

"It's rousing, it's hip, by turns, funny and sad, and then funny again. Although the music is not entirely out of line with the chic "retro" pop you seem to favor, it's been fire-mopped© clean of every last trace of irony and then re-ironized at a whole new level - "post-post-post-modern" if you will."

I'm not a Dan fan, but they write the best poison-pen letters ever. I don't even know who Luke Wilson is, but I reread their letter to him several times a year.

"When negative energy attaches itself to someone because they allow themselves to get involved with stuff that is not spiritually aligned with them on all levels, there can sometimes be some very harsh trips that go down. Your bro may be creating an extremely retrograde reality matrix (see, told you) for himself with his whole sellout moviestar game and there may be some righteous dues to pay, amen. "

8 - Please. Dressing up for rough trade is so 90s.

Up and at 'em, you lazy cunts. Even the Brits are not posting this morning -- I'm looking at you, D^2.

No fucking work ethic any more, no feeling of responsibility. Blogging is dead.

Is having your local football team dress up as the Village People and do a little dance at someone's wedding a quaint Midwestern nuptial tradition that hasn't made its way to the coasts yet?

Also, it's 11 AM Eastern and there haven't been any new posts today. Get to it, slacker bloggers.

5: Don't tell me you wear those socks to bed, too. If so, I really feel for your wife.

This post was supposed to keep all you early risers entertained, you crack monkeys.

Hey, some of us have soccer to coach. I could put up a hard-hitting investigative post on the fact that having parents who recently immigrated from a soccer-playing country tends to produce better little-kid players (the stars of my team? The kid with African (not sure what country) parents; the kid with Colombian parents), but it's not surprising, now, is it.

And don't expect anything this afternoon, either, I have a bar mitzvah to go to.

Racist.

I could clear myself if I had any English kids on the team, but there just aren't that many in the Bronx.

I think "And don't expect anything this afternoon, either, I have a bar mitzvah to go to." is what John was responding to.

Anti-anti-semite.

hey, we should try and set Quinn up with Labs.

16 - heh, not very surprising. My partner's been kicking balls with our lot since they could walk, although I was a bit taken aback to find him one day bouncing a football (a round one) on our toddler son's head, "to strengthen his neck".

Bouncing balls off kids' heads is fun, and they seem to like it. There need be no improving purpose.