The Remaining Four: Biggest Asshole in Cincinnati

As vote day draws closer, it appears that yous guys are looking for (mostly) politicial figures to bring in the dubious title here, and that’s really no surprise.  Without any further adieu, here are your remaining four in TCM’s Biggest Asshole in Cincinnati tournament:

Chris Finney

He’s one of the driving forces behind COAST, the organization spearheading the local anti-rail movement.  He wrote the ballot language that you’ll be voting on next Tuesday, and got his nomination for just that.  The language is generally regarded to be “unclear” and “deceptive.”

Christopher Smitherman

He’s the other anti-rail leader, and his contributions to Cincinnati Assholery are generally in the same neighborhood.  According to fellow Biggest Asshole tournamenteer Bill Cunningham, “Smitherman is a Clown.” That should pretty much cover it.

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Jeff Berding

Contributions to assholery: lots of dumb ideas.  Perhaps more notably, he jacked up C Trent’s junk during broomball and apologized by saying, “That wasn’t intentional” instead of, well, actually apologizing.  As a result, you can find this magical .gif over at Cnati.com if you look around.

Tracy Jones

He played the game, and you didn’t.  Therefore, you don’t know what you’re talking about.  It’s worth noting that he played with Junior, too.  Also, sweet ‘brows, brother.

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Kevin Jones is a Happy Guy Today [Bengals vs. Bears]

Pic courtesy of indiesocal.com

Carson Palmer put up some huge numbers yesterday.  I’m guessing that Kevin Jones is pretty dang happy today, assuming that he got stuck with ol’ Golden Arm in his fantasy league again.  If not, the chances are better than fair that he’s bummed.

For the record:

20-24, 233 Yards, 5 TD’s, and got taken out in the fourth quarter.  It’s been a while since we’ve seen a game like that.

somehow, I managed to get a ticket and was seated amidst a veritable sea of Bears fans.  Let’s just say they weren’t pleased.  I thought one guy was going to cry.  He actually said on more than one occasion, “I have never seen a game like this before.  Ever.”

One Bengals fan a few rows in front of us started one of the better chants I’ve heard in a while: “Wa-sted Tri-ip! Wa-sted Tri-ip!”  It caught on, and all was right with the world.

Comic: If Vengeance Be My Destiny #23

“If Vengeance Be My Destiny” is The Cincinnati Man’s Sunday comic.  You can catch up on the rest of the story right here.

The Saturday Rock Box: Devo

They changed the world.  And if they didn’t change the world, they certainly changed music.  If they didn’t change music, they certainly changed Akron, Ohio.  Anyhow…

Devo is the only band I’ve been consistently into since the age of 5.  My father used to take me to the bowling alley with him back then; he’d give me money to play the coin-op video games and I’d dump money into the juke box to play “Whip It” over and over again.  Eventually, some guy gave my dad money to stop giving me money.  Cuh-rack that whip!

The Saturday Dump Festival

Each week, TCM drops a revue of everything that was awesome on the Internet over the week previous. You can find past Dump Festivals right here.

• A buncha awesome looking man books this week: Badass and The Art of Manliness.
• Oh, look, it’s every issue of Life from 1936-1970.  Impressive, Google.  Impressive.
• Want to not do a damn thing at work and not get fired?  Here you go.
• Ukelele rockabilly zombie music by Mad Tea Party.  Halloween, you know?
• This was all over the WWW this week: anvil shooting. For the record, this is one of the manliest things I’ve ever seen.
• This was also all over the web: Drunky McGoos hits the 7-11 for another 12 pack.
• The science advisor of The Big Bang Theory starts a blog about the science on the show.
• This *should* make your day: Brutal Mario.
• Via BoingBoing: Dead TaunTaun groom’s cake.  Surprisingly accurate.  Simultaneous ewws and awesomes.

Schlafly Pumpkin Ale: A Review

A couple weeks back, I reviewed Buffalo Bill’s Pumpkin Ale.  In short, I found it to be pretty bad.  Probably a bad choice for my first pumpkin ale, I figure.  Over at /r/beer, I was told that Schlafly was the way to go.  Of course, I was also informed that I’m an idiot.  So, there’s that.

Skipping the minutia, I picked up a sixer of Schlafly Pumpkin Ale.  Given my limited experience with this type of beer, I can only say one thing: Schlafly Pumpkin compares quite favorably to Buffalo Bill’s offering.  Both beers mask whatever ale flavor there might actually be with the pumpkin/spice flavors, but Schlafly doesn’t have the harsh chemical overtones in its flavor.

SPA’s nose is distinctly that of spices, with distinct overtones of, you guessed it, pumpkin.  It’s a nice, bold, and strangely accurate nose, too, with none of the chemical harshness that I feared there might be.

With each drink, I found it difficult to remember that I was drinking a beer–take from this what you will.  I’m not so sure that I enjoyed it as a beer, but I’d be crazy to say I didn’t enjoy it in general.  Because, seriously, Schlafly Pumpkin Ale tastes like a piece of pumpkin pie.  Again, not really what you’re going for or expecting out of a beer.

As you might be able to already tell, I’m on the fence with this beer and, admittedly, the category altogether.  I like it as a dessert, and I wouldn’t be surprised to see people this Thanksgiving going for a pumpkin ale over actual pie.  In fact, the possibility is pretty good that I’ll be among them.  Overall, I hoped that Schlafly would be a more subtle beer when it came to the pumpkin flavor and, while it’s light years better than the other variety I’ve tried, it ends up a bit too sweet for me.  Which means that ladies would probably love it.  On the “Crap to Superb” scale: “Okay, if you’re in to it.  Not that there’s anything wrong with that.”