Results tagged “idiots”

Today's Darwin award nominee: "A 30-year-old man dipped the rear tires of his BMW X5 into the Cal-Sag Channel Tuesday night to see if there was a leak. Moments later the vehicle was up to its roof in water, Worth police said." The guy was fine, so it's completely OK to laugh at this. [Trib]

Waaaay back when we were still aspiring animators, just getting over our Disney / WB phase and into our Fleischer Studios / Ralph Bakshi / Nelvana phase, Bill Plympton's early MTV cartoon shorts made a really big impact on us. We specifically remember "How to Kiss" and "25 Ways to Quit Smoking," two cartoons filled with dark whimsy and a loose line style allowing a freedom of movement, and a realistic mimicry of the absurd...

It must be easy for the writers of "My Name is Earl" to find ideas for the show, because all they have to do follow the local police blotters. A couple of these stories are ripe for an "Earl" episode, right down to the roles tailor-made for Joy and Crab Man. We wonder how many of these idiots believe in karma.

While Chicago churches are trading computers for guns, one suburban kid found out that turning in a pellet gun gets you expelled, instead. In Plainfield, a thirteen year-old boy allegedly discovered a pellet gun in the boys restroom of Troy Middle School and turned it in to an assistant principal, only to be kicked out of school. Several local news groups are covering the incident. The kid's parents are protesting the expulsion and they...

It's easy to watch a lot of crappy comedy on TV. "The Daily Show" is always reliable for some laughs, and "30 Rock" and SNL have their moments. But by and large contemporary TV comedy is a wasteland of retreads, anemia and laughless vulgarity. We're becoming increasingly convinced that the future of television isn't television at all. It's the internet. Because there's plenty of really funny stuff online, and most of it is even free.

We enjoy getting all fall down drunk just as much as the next guy, but we’re not so fond of doing it surrounded by a bunch of amateurs. This makes St. Patrick’s Day a bit of a conundrum since this evening seems to bring out an enormous number of idiots blaming their bad behavior on their “love o’ the Irish.” Luckily for us there is an annual option to embrace in lieu of sitting huddled in a corner, rocking back and forth, just waiting for the legions that can’t hold their liquor to finally pass out and sleep it off.

Back in the waning days of the late 1990s, Chicagoist’s college roommate came to visit us. Since he was a big "ER" fan (remember this was the late 90s when the show was still good), he demanded to see where “County General” was. We had to delicately break it to him that there was no such place though we did take him by its doppelganger, the old Cook County Hospital building. We further shattered his illusions by driving him past Michigan and Wacker to illustrate how George Clooney and Anthony Edwards would have been idiots to talk a walk down by the river during their breaks from saving lives.

Rarely do we get the chance, or feel the need, to redeem ourselves around here. Most of the time our readers point out our mistakes, second guess us, and basically call us idiots and we have to take it because, well, most of the time we are. But Chicagoist will indulge ourselves this one time. Ha! We were right: Gov. Blagojevich admits he had no clue what he was getting into on the Daily Show two weeks ago.

Meatloaf, the word itself has the ability to conjure up a plethora of mixed emotional responses and scent, having the ability to trigger memory, can relate back to pleasant or painful meatloaf experiences of youth. This depends on whether you hark back unto the wafting aroma of meatloaf, with its caramelized onions and aromatic herbs beckoning to you from the warm oven of the house you grew up in, as you come in and shake off the bitter cold of a January day in Chicago, or if the first olfactory bouquet comes as you peel back the plastic on that micro waved Hungry Man dinner, and you decide you would rather dig in on the apple crumb dessert, we understand.

The national media seems preoccupied with the story of family media watchdog groups accusing one of our local game developers of promoting cannibalism among minors:

Clearly Bulls management doesn't watch enough CSI because then they'd know that to get a DNA sample, they don't actually have to ask for it -- just offer Eddy Curry something to drink and then remove DNA from the cup.

With Apple’s new version of iTunes making it even easier to tune into podcasts, some Chicagoans are seeing their own profiles rising.

Chicagoist attended a reading Tuesday night of Colleen Curran's new novel . Teens have sex!

Tonight is the start of a new show called "The Road to Stardom With Missy Elliott" that has 13 wannabe singers aged 19 - 29 battle it out on a coast-to-coast concert tour with Misdemeanor, herself. The contestants live together on a tour bus and are competing for $100,000 and a chance to be a "star". Word is that this is no American Idol, but seems to somehow hold your attention, even so. Also, the Trib is saying that our hometown girl, Jessica, is "clearly the performer to beat" and that instead of having a "rather generic 'Idol'-esque sound" she has a husky, distinctive, Aretha Franklin sound... uh.. like Fantasia from American Idol, we're guessing? Yeh, it's a UPN show, so don't get your hopes up, but watching a bunch of 20-somethings living on a crammed bus might be even more entertaining than the actual singing.

The old Sun Times building, which is currently being demolished to make way for Trump Tower, started on fire this morning. Chicagoist totally walked down Grand this morning on our way to work and thought, "Man, it sure is hazy today," while looking up Wabash. What idiots we are! We could have been on the spot with photos and live coverage. Instead we lazied our way into Nordstrom's for a grande skim latte and then strolled over to work where we got an email from Rod at photovox giving us the heads up. The photo above is the view of the commotion from our office. NBC 5 has more photos.

Idiots, that's who.

If you used the nation's freeways this past holiday weekend to get to or from turkey parties, it's likely you saw at least one yellow ribbon magnet (or the red, white and blue or camouflage versions) on the back of a Lexus or SUV. We hadn't seen any in Chicago (or at least enough notice them). Upon our first sighting we began foaming at the mouth and asking how these idiots could possibly think that paying a travel plaza on I-90 $4.00 for a magnet that won't ruin the finish on their car was "support". How could our Midwest brethren allow some company to hijack patriotism to make a buck?

With the Illinois General Assembly's veto session beginning Monday, quite a bit of important legislation could be passed. Leaders of the State Senate and House met with Gov. Blago Thursday to discuss the agenda. Legislators will discuss increasing the number of armed security guards at the capitol (in light of the September shooting of security guard William Wozniak), the CTA bail-out, more casinos in Illinois (as one possible source for the CTA bail-out) and one...

Increased popularity has its costs, though: the number of motorcycle-related deaths in Illinois jumped from 100 in 2002 to 143 in 2003, and seven people in Cook County have died in motorcycle crashes in the last 21 days. Nationwide, motorcycle fatalities increased by 12 percent from 2002-2003. Police and ER doctors alike emphasize that driving your two-wheel beast recklessly can be extremely dangerous. Police spokeswoman Pat Camden went so far as to call them "'[organ] donor cycles.'" We've heard that phrase referenced on hospital shows and stuff, but didn't realize that people actually used it. Yipes. ER doctors encourage everyone to wear a helmet: even if you crash going over 100 mph, a helmet can still save your life.