The Colbert Report: Who Needs Writers?

Shannon is a huge fan of the The Colbert Report and she could go on forever about it. I think it's fabulous as well. It's hard to put the show into a proper context. So instead of me rambling about it forever, here's a link to kill a few minutes and to get a good impression of the show.

Colbert's Civil Rights MLK Day Writer's Strike-Busting Writerless Show — In Song

From the Huffington Post piece:

Stephen Colbert is a great entertainer, but the reason he has resonated so strongly with audiences particularly during this administration is because he has a core of earnestness that deeply reflects a strong moral sense and a desire to educate, illuminate, and do good works. If you think I'm being overblown, all you need to do is watch last night's episode of The Colbert Report, which was uniquely inspiring, edifying and touching — all while still managing to be completely hilarious.

American Gladiators (Seriousness Level: Low)

I had a pretty big flashback this week. NBC has announced that January 6th is the debut of the new American Gladiators. I, like most of guys my age remember this David vs. Goliath contest. You basically had normal Americans competing in head to head physical battles versus body builders loaded up on steroids and probably some sort of nose candy.

Personally, I always wanted to compete in Assault. It was the one where contestants tried to advance from station to station while avoiding 600mph tennis balls being shot at them. The contestants got to return fire at each station with a nerf rocket launcher, nerf crossbow, you know..high powered stuff.




What I never expected was that I would be competing in Power Ball this morning. Let me explain: Shannon and I pretty much have the best dog ever. She never barks, whines, very cuddly, etc. So much to my horror this morning, I found out that my dog loves to each rabbit poop. As she was unleashed in our fence backyard, I walked over and saw her eating small pellets of feces. Great, my dog eats poop. So I ran her off, but she just went to another spot in the yard and ate from a different pile.

What transpired over the next 5 minutes can best be described as a modified version of Power Ball. See field pics below (Yes, one is from the SNES video game):


I immediately morphed into a 2007 version of a Gladiator. Pick you favorite. I was also partial to Laser or Thunder. As such, my dog took the role of a contestant, avoiding me at all costs to score in the 4-5 different rabbit gold minds across the yard. Needless to say, I didn’t win.