Holy Matrimony!

No, I don't think we'll be doing anything like this next month. But you've gotta give these guys credit for the right attitude and effort. And for having at least three members of the wedding party who look like Seth Rogen.

Summing Up

Ed McMahon (old and sick), Farrah Fawcett (middle aged and cancerous), Michael Jackson (middle aged, generally weird and addicted) and now Steve McNnair (young, fit and possibly unlucky in love).

None of this has anything to do with anything else. It just seems helpful at times to take stock of what is happening in the world.

And by that, I mean a world in which Iran attempts to stifle a populist revolt against Islamist fascism, North Korea threatens to fire missiles at Hawaii, and U.S. governors are Terminators issuing IOUs for a bankrupt state, beauty pageant (and vice presidential) runners-up quitting so as not to act like a quitter, and philanderers embroiled in Argentinian romances with soul mates.

There's a show on TV in which fat people dance in whore attire and another in which someone who calls himself a doctor eats tainted vegetables to produce parasitic worms from his poo.

Gays are getting married, a black guy is in the White House and I've had a poison ivy rash on my leg for almost two months now. Interesting times, indeed.

But when did Mad Magazine start scripting our current events?