It's the end of the year again, and once again I'm stuck sick in the apartment with lung clap. Juice and amoxicillin, which is like napalm for bacteria. I can feel entire villages of them being burned screaming alive in the jungles of my lungs. It's a good feeling.
The Packers! They are 13 and 3, and I'm not going to talk about that last third. So there's a chance we'll be in Arizona playing the Colts, yeah! An unbelievable year. The Favre family chili, incidentally, is more a hamburger etouffee. The can of cream of mushroom soup acts as a roux.
I'm spending this penultimate evening of 2007 looking up nostalgic crap on YouTube. Old clips of Mike Rowe on QVC? Sure.
Now, the person who posted this gem to YouTube subscribes to only one other YouTube channel: milwaukeetvmadman, where a madman (presumably) posts old Milwaukee area TV ads. ("Used to go to school with the guy who directed the Meinecke '84 ad?" Do I have to say.) This pretty much nailed down the guy's identity for me, except he hasn't posted any clips from Cop Rock.
Then I came across this comment in another Rowe QVC thread:
I think—seriously—that these were posted by a guy who went to the UW-Madison back in the 90s, whose only functions were riding motorcycles, drinking, screwing my girlfriend, and taping this crap late at night. If that's you, [REDACTED], best pray we never meet again. But I admit, this stuff is still funny.Funny thing is, I think I know who this other suspect has to be too.
Anyway, this guy -- the screwed, not the screwer -- favorited a Killdozer video I hadn't seen before:
But going back to Mike Rowe.
I really can't say anything more. Full set here.