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Bitch of the Day: Jennifer Carpenter

I’m really not sure why I haven’t made this bitch the bitch of the day yet.  She rules.  She plays Deborah Morgan, the sister of title-character Dexter Morgan on Showtime’s Dexter.  I’d like to describe her features as vaguely Asian.  Perhaps her ancestors got raped by Mongolians like Laura Silvernman.

I can’t speak for the real life Jennifer Carpenter, but Deb Morgan swears like a sailor, which for whatever reason is a huge turn-on for me.  Seriously, sometimes it’s hard to believe the shit that comes out of her mouth.  Shit like “Thank the baby fucking Jesus.”  How goddamn motherfucking awesome.  I want to fucking marry this bitch and together we can thank the baby fucking Jesus.

J-Roc has informed me that he does not approve of her new, shorter haircut, but that really doesn’t subtract anything from her overall appeal.  I mean shit yo, she’s motherfucking hot!  It’s a bit concerting that she’s playing a cop, especially one who ostensibly hates pot.  I just have to wonder if she puffs mad bowls after she gets done taping Dexter, going “rofl I play a cop on TV.”  Probably not, but I can dream, can’t I?

Hey Jennifer Carpenter, next time you’re in the general Boulder area I’ll totally puff bowls with you. Continue reading ‘Bitch of the Day: Jennifer Carpenter’

Beer of the Day: Guinness Special Export Stout

My friend recently returned from a long trip to Germany with a brief stopover in Amsterdam where he was able to acquire this for me.  This beer is a special version of Guinness with a higher ABV (8%) than any other Guinness available.  Supposedly this version is closest to the “traditional” recipe that Guinness was brewed with up until about 100 years ago.

I decided to compare it with a normal Guinness poured from a can.  I thought about going for the Guinness Extra Stout as that’d be a closer comparison, but as this beer is supposedly close to the original Guinness recipe I figured I’d compare it with what most people regard as “Guinness”.

Visually the head is far more bubbly and white on the normal Guinness. I was surprised by how much of a head built up on the Special Export Stout.  It seems to bubble quite a bit more than I remember Guinness Extra doing, and I don’t remember that making much of a head.  The head on this is almost comparable to the one formed from a nitrogenated can, except the bubbles poured from the can make pockmarks all over the surface of the beer.

I’ve never tried sniffing normal Guinness for its aroma, but upon doing so I find it’s virtually absent.  Not so on the Special Export Stout, as there’s a strong, almost raisiny musk which hints at the Guinness flavor.

First sip: holy crap this stuff has an awesome flavor.  What can I say, it’s Guinness but stronger, both in terms of flavor and booze.  Taking a sip of normal Guinness it tastes like water in comparison.  If you like the flavor of Guinness and wish it were stronger and full of more booze, this is certainly the beer for you.

Each time I take a sip of the normal Guinness after taking a sip of the Special Export Stout I can’t help but feel that regular old Guinness is crap in comparison.  The Special Export Stout leaves a lingering aftertaste of the delicious Guinness flavor, and I feel little bubbles bursting all over my mouth.

I don’t know why Guinness doesn’t have a larger distribution for this stuff.  It’s great!  It certainly puts regular Guinness to shame.

Sarah Silverman is Hot

and back on the air… she appears to be wearing briefs and licking a razor, ostensibly used to shave her armpits.  Hooottttt….

That is all…

Beer of the Day - Stone Vertical ‘08

Stone has been releasing a series of beers which culminates in the year 2012.  The beer is released on a day such that the day, month, and year are all the same, so this year’s is 8-8-08.  The last beer will be released on December 12, 2012, which as we all know is exactly 9 days before the end of the Mayan Calendar and thus the entire universe.  Drink ‘em while you got ‘em!  Stone intends for you to age all the verticals until 12-12-12 then open them all at once in an enormous beer orgy they’ve dubbed a “vertical tasting”.

That said I’m drinking one now.  Yay.

8-8-08 is quite the absurd beer.  Like the other verticals I’ve sampled so far, it’s has a hazy golden hue and the sweet yet boozy smell of a Tripel.  The flavor hits you like an IPA and a Tripel at the same time.  It’s got the sweet boozy flavor of a Tripel mixed with the intense hops of an IPA.  I can’t wait to taste this stuff when it’s been aged 4 years.  I expect the hop flavor to mellow out slightly so the classier Tripel flavor can come out a bit more.  That said, drinking just one is enough to get you pretty hammered.  As bottled it’s 8.6% ABV.

That said, an awesome beer.

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Bitch of the Day - Christina Hendricks

I was first introduced to this bitch as the latest hot Joss Whedon-vetted slut on his short-lived show Firefly.  She played a hedonistic assassin named Saffron who enjoyed using her sexuality as a weapon against both men and women alike.  Unfortunately she met her match against the ship’s resident whore Inara.

Now she plays a secretary named Joan on the AMC series Mad Men.  She’s sleeping her way to the top and continuing to vicariously exploit the redhead fetish in the roles that she plays.  Her character has basically been handed a country-raised prude to shape in her own image.  She proceeds to thorougly corrupt the prude and train her in the art of seducing the men in power who surround her in order to get her way.

Yeah, uhh, check out that hair.  Pretty fucking crazy.  The boss in Mad Men described her lips as “a dollop of strawberry jam in a glass of sweet creamy mik.”  Jesus…

Beer of the Day: Schlitz

Mark this occasion: it’s the first bascule-posted Beer of the Day that Jesse might actually find tolerable.

For being so cheap, Schlitz manages to stand out by actually having a flavor.  When other beers in the category, such as Budweiser, only manage to conjure a flavor that can be best described as “ass”, Schlitz actually manages to manage a flavor that one can actually describe as verging on “good”.  PBR manages a not-so-close second in this category with its “skunk”, but that said, Schlitz actually manages a mild hop flavor, but certainly one not strong enough to be offensive to hop haters.

The Schlitz story in a nutshell: Decades ago Schlitz was #1 in America, but suffered disaster after making a number of substitutions of cheaper ingredients in the recipe.  People were pissed off at how the flavor suffered, and the brewery whose beer “made Milwaukee famous” went bankrupt.

Fast forward to the present: the company who makes PBR started brewing Schlitz again a few years ago.  It’s starting to find its way into bars and liquor stores.

When I eventually get over my microbrew beer snobbery and just want a nice cheap beer I can crack open at the end of the day, I can see it becoming Sclitz.  This stuff rocks, and it’s cheap.

Bitch of the Day: Lauren Holly

Lauren Holly: the wet dream of every teenage boy who saw Dumb and Dumber. Jim Carey thought she was so hot she married her, then divorced her a year later. I can’t really speak to how she looks right now, so enjoy some vintage imagery above.

Lately I’ve been watching her on Picket Fences, an early ’90s police / medical / courtroom / political / everything and the kitchen sink drama where she played a spunky little cop named Maxine. And while her role therein is mostly serious, they aren’t above parading her around in lingerie in a wet dream sequence for the Sheriff’s son.

I’ve got to say though: Picket Fences is a quality show. The writers of nip/tuck must’ve been fans, because not only do both shows share the “news item of the day” approach to their plot lines, but some of the plots are strikingly similar. One fun little gem: midgets take offense at trying to make a young child more normal. Dubya tee eff?

Well, anyway, Jesus… Lauren Holly is hot. I’ll leave you with the open-mouth-insert-cock-here photo:

An island of reason in a sea of delusion

I live in Boulder, which was recently ranked the “smartest city in America” due to its large population of people with college degrees. However, I’d have to say that Boulder’s also the most delusional city in America as well. The entire place is ridden with new age crap, a half-assed embracing of Eastern philosophy, and a love of the mysterious and supernatural.

At no time was that clearer to me than at the Boulder Creek Festival, where I had, pretty much out of the blue, volunteered to work at an atheist tent. The Boulder Creek Festival is one of many large yearly events where members of the community can set up displays, and the displays are clustered by topic. The Boulder Atheists had set up a tent, and it had been assigned to the “Mind and Body” section, which placed it smack in the middle of pretty much every purveyor of new age mysticism in town. Directly across from us was the Psychic Horizons Center, who apparently employed a number of rather attractive looking women (if you dig the whole hippie thing), but also sold remote psychic readings for your pet (mailed to you on a tape) for $75 a pop, and apparently there’s a market around here for that sort of thing.

It was the tail end of May and we were starting to feel the heat of summer. The organizers of the booth had thought of a rather clever marketing campaign: they brought palettes of bottled water, and inkjet labels with “Boulder Atheists” on them as well as the URL of their web site (boulderatheists.org). We placed the bottles in an iced cooler, and had them on display in front of a sign that read “FREE WATER.” And man, did that make us popular. We drew plenty of attention, if only for people wondering “are you the guys with the free water?” It seemed like such an obvious idea for anyone wanting to draw attention to their booth. As one of the organizers quipped: “Leave it to the atheists to bring cold water on a hot day.”

The whole thing got pretty mixed reactions from the crowd. Some people liked it: “So, you guys have your own water now, huh?” Others were pretty disturbed by it. One lady took a bottle, started to walk off with it, then brought it back, saying “I’m sorry, I can’t accept this.” Another lady approached interested in the water, then flat out refused when she noticed it was an atheist booth. I wondered what we must look like to them, and the only thing I could think of that would make me feel that way was if I went to a booth to get free water and it was being offered by Scientologists or the KKK. I’d gladly accept free water from any of the nutjobs in the Mind and Body section (even the cdesign proponentsists who were there, dispensing some nice four color glossies of Michael Behe arguments).

As I was about to leave, a rather large, tattooed, shirtless man approached the booth, and began shouting questions at us like why we hated God. I was somewhat awestruck, as we were surrounded by practitioners of witchcraft and the occult. These were people committing outright blasphemy as a lifestyle. This man was not accosting them, but had zeroed right in on the people who were committing blasphemy by default by not accepting Jesus Christ as their personal savior. And he went off… the atheists certainly were not trying to be provocative, as this man seemed to be teetering on the edge of physical violence throughout the entire encounter. Eventually a friend of his drug him off away from the tent. The people in the tent all looked at each other, wondering “What was that?” and discussing what sort of mental problems the guy must have.

The most fun to be had was wandering among the weirdness of the Mind and Body asking what should be rather obvious questions about anything. With all of Boulder’s stupidity drawn together and localized into a densely packed collection, you got a quite a sense of unreality walking about the place. The Psychic Horizons Center was offering free psychic readings, and myself and another atheist walked over and started asking about how it worked:

“So this psychic reading… are you channeling psychic energy from my body or something?”

“We prefer to think of it in terms of auras”

“What kind of energy are auras made out of and why haven’t scientists detected them?”

“Well, I don’t know, I don’t think auras are something that can be measured by science. Why are you asking these questions anyway?”

“We’re from the Atheist tent across from you.”

I guess she wasn’t psychic enough to realize that…

Bitch of the Day: Kathleen Robertson

Yeah, I really have no clue about this bitch. She’s Canadian, I guess? She apparently played some chick on 90210 at some point. While I’m not big on Aaron Spelling created abortions of stupidity, for some reason I wasted 4.5 hours of my life watching some fucked up Sci Fi original pile of vomit where they got monkeys on crack to write a story which is loosely allegorical to the Wizard of Oz, and this bitch played the wicked witch, while the previously featured Zooey Deschanel played Dorothy. In the time I could’ve spent watching, say, the Squid and the Whale for the first time or something, I watched this bitch instead. That was fucking stupid.

But uhh, jesus, holy fucking ridiculous eyes. The picture to the right certainly doesn’t do them justice. You might try this one: holy shit. I mean, I know there’s some lighting tricks and airbrush involved there, but fuck dude…

Looking through her IMDb resume there’s a whole lot of pretty awful looking crap, but I did find something fucking weird. One of her first credits is a TV adaptation of the classic video game Maniac Mansion. How the hell does that work?

Bitch of the Day: Zooey Deschanel

Yeah, it’s another BotD right after someone else posts a BotD.

I guess there’s just a lot of bitches in the world.  What can I say.

So Zooey Deschanel…

What can I say about her?  Well, uhh, she’s fuckin’ hot…

You might remember her as Andy’s murderous psycho bitch girlfriend Kat from Weeds…

Or Anita from Almost Famous…

Let’s see, what else is there to say.  Well unsurprisingly she’s named after a charcter from J.D. Salinger’s Franny and Zooey, the book everyone who read Catcher in the Rye meant to getting around to but never read.

It’s pronounced Zoo-ie.  You know, like Zoo, that movie about Mr. Hands getting his colon perforated to death by getting raped up the ass by a horse.

Yeah, I’ve got nothing left to say about this bitch.  Now I can’t get the image of Mr. Hands getting assraped out of my head.

Rowtow’s Top Music Videos of 2007

5. Collarbone
Okay, I’ll admit, this video starts off a little gay. But holy shit, keep watching, these guys are psychopaths…

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4. Smiley Faces
Gnarls Barkley fucking rules, and this video is just too awesome.

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3. Thou Shalt Always Kill
Scroobius Pip rocks some Streets-like droning British spoken word, while attacking your worship of your favorite bands. The Beatles were just a band… indeed.

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2. Read A Book
This definitely wins the award for the most intelligent crunk song ever written. The satirical Lil Jon-esque vocals overlaid on top of Beethoven’s 5th represent a new level of intellectual artistry in rap. Oh yeah… buy some land… fuck spinnin’ rims.

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1. What What (In The Butt)
There’s just too much to love in this song. The breathing mouth-heart. The cheesy graphics. The buttsex with the wildly flailing censorship boxes. Oh, and the title.

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Bitch of the Day: Laura Silverman

You probably know her from Sarah Silverman’s movie Jesus is Magic and Sarah’s eponymous television show, where Laura plays Sarah’s “younger sister.” This is a bit of Sarah Silverman bullshit, as Laura is 41 and Sarah is 36.

Still, Laura is still smoking hot for a 41 year old. To the right is a publicity photo from the movie Knife to a Gun Fight, which from the information available looks like it will suck pretty bad, but it’s certainly a staunch juxtaposition to Laura’s role as a sugary sweet nurse in the Sarah Silverman show.

And uhh, who doesn’t like chicks with guns?

Beer of the Day: Oskar Blues Ten Fidy Imperial Stout

Oscar Blues is most certainly one of the best breweries in Colorado, and possibly the best brewery in the world whose beer is only available in cans. If you’ve never tasted the deliciousness that is Gordon, Dale’s Pale Ale, or Old Chub, then you’ve been missing out. As they hail it, Oskar Blues serves up gonzo beer in a can.

Now they’ve served up an Imperial Stout that’s as black as its name. Ten Fidy weighs in at a whopping 10.50% ABV (hey ten fidy!). It’s certainly on the screw you up the ass end of the spectrum in terms of price, topping out around $3.50/can, but like all their beers it’s well worth it.

This beer is thick to say the least. It looks like soupy oil coming out of a dark black can. It’s one of those beers you can hold to the light and see nothing. The flavor is, well, ridiculously complex, with hints of chocolate mixed with a multitude of fruits and vanilla.

This beer packs a punch, much like Mephistopheles Stout without so insane an intensity. That said, it’s still a sipper. Don’t plan on drinking more than one of these at a time.

Beer of the Day: Zoetzuur

Yeah, it’s and unpronounceable Belgian from an unpronounceable brewery (De Proefbrouwerij… I kid you not). But it’s a delicious one. While I can’t say I’m a psychopathic Belgian fag enough to know what a Flemish red ale is supposed to taste like, this one was fucking awesome. Deliciously sour and savory… hints of a classical lambic without the painful stomach churning yeastiness. This one weighs in at a painful nine bucks a pop with a 7.0% ABV. But, that said, this remains one of the most drinkable and spicy tart beers I’ve ever had, and my favorite of De Proeffbre… ou… whatever’s beers.