I’m not going to bother writing a full review of the JLo/CWu stripper movie, but how about four paragraphs?
Think this might change the minds of the heavily armed idiotic white men who marched yesterday after being fooled into believing their gun rights are under threat?
I’ve wanted to visit the Kennedy Space Center since I first became fascinated with NASA as a kid, so I was thrilled when we finally got there last week. Here’s my recap.
My onetime colleague JC Corcoran posted an emotional and honest rant about the latest round of radio industry layoffs, in which a thousand people nationwide were pink-slipped recently by one corporate mega-owner.
After much thought, and despite my family’s disapproval, I have decided to no longer insist I be referred to only as His Royal Harris. Oh and I’m still not paying that speeding ticket I got in Manchester, England, over a decade ago.
Here’s the second of two podcasts I did this week with Tom, Kevin, and Joe on Reel Spoilers. This time, we went in depth on Sam Mendes’ World War I movie, “1917.”
Although it’s been more than a decade since I wore one on my wrist, when I encountered a guy who sells very upscale watches, I had to ask him about this anomaly I’ve seen on some of them.
Live sports events (e.g. World Series, NBA Finals, and Monday Night Football) are supposedly the only things that bring in big viewership numbers on TV — unless you count the primetime ratings for this GOAT. Here’s why.
Forty years later, here’s how the Pretenders song, “Brass In Pocket,” was suddenly added to so many radio stations’ playlists and helped change a format.
Quick items about why Patrick Mahomes reminds me of cereal, why the Iowa caucuses don’t deserve the excessive attention they get from the news media, and why the Critics Choice Awards should move to another night.
I was going to call the State Farm spots with Aaron Rodgers and Patrick Mahomes the worst commercials airing during the NFL playoffs — until I saw the onslaught of ads for Bud Light Seltzer. Horrible.