The Lost plane crash, redone and revalatory

We found this fantastic video this morning courtesy of Big Shirtless Rob, and all we can say is that everytime you think you're the biggest Lost fan, you find out you're not even in the discussion.

The art of the cameo

Film Babble has a post today listing "20 Great Modern Movie Cameos," which is a great idea in and of itself, but qualifying it as "modern" is definitely a must. The cameo is a fairly recent innovation, in part because today actors, directors, athletes, and celebrities in general are more apt to pop up in the films of others as a favor, for the money, or merely to revive a stalled career.

Their top choice: David Letterman in 1994's Cabin Boy. Interesting. We'd have gone with Bruce Willis and Julia Roberts in Robert Altman's The Player, but that film was so stuffed with cameos it almost feels like a copout. Whatever. It's almost quitting time and we had fish tacos for lunch. We're dying.

We agree with Simmons, shoot us now

Our old nemesis Simmons has a list of reasons why this year's NBA playoffs will be remembered for all the wrong reasons, and why the NBA Draft is now the league's marquee event. Bad news, friends: Simmons is right. Dammit! We can't wait until he starts writing about the NFL and the Patriots again. He's so much more fun to hate when he's only writing homerist tripe.

By the way, we know what you're thinking and we thought the same thing initially. But no, this picture didn't crash our server, either.

Because you got caught up in the Colts' 13-0 start and bought a Cato June jersey

The time was December, 2005.

We were living in North Jersey, taking the 9:08 into Manhattan Monday through Friday, slaving away as a lowly intern at Entertainment Weekly. We lived in a shitty neighborhood, yes, but we were still a month away from an unprecedented NYC transit strike, a record snowstorm - 26 f'n inches! - and the Pittsburgh Steelers' remarkable from playoff also-ran to Super Bowl Champions.

Life was good. And did we mention the Colts were 13-0? Now, strange things will happen when your team - the Pats' perennial punching bags - has the number one scoring offense and defense in the NFL and appears set to become the greatest team the football world has ever seen. Unfortunately, those things included buying a Cato June jersey.

Flash forward to December, 2006: We live in LA, work for Yahoo!, and the Colts are being pummeled by the Jags, with Cato June quitting on the team. We renounce both Cato and his jersey. Not longer after, "Juneimus the Great" signs with the Bucs and we begin using his jersey as a bug trapper at the bottom of our closet. We're pissed. But, how do we prevent such a tragedy from happening again?

We've found a way, thanks to Ghosts of Wayne Fontes and his remarkable innovations in jersey finance. In short, it involves a Netflix-style subscription service, jersey insurance, and more Wall Street jargon-filled philosophizing. It's the best thing we've heard all week. Now, about that Jim Sorgi sweatband...

Innovations in Jersey Finance [Ghosts of Wayne Fontes]