A superior blog that looks down its self-righteous nose at American pop culture and hypocrisy.
Equally yoked . . . but perhaps not in the Biblical sense.
Hide your wallet, hide your kids, ultimate narcissists NFL star Chad Ochocinco and Evelyn Lozada of Basketball Wives infamy have signed with VH1 for a reality spin-off show. The show reportedly will document the moments leading up to their impending nuptials.
"Cleveland teams remain a psychic rock, an anchor for my wobbling, fretful soul." What soul?
Author Scott Raab of Cleveland Heights, Ohio wants us to believe that he has not gotten over The Decision. And prays that you haven’t either.
In an effort to profit from LeBron James’ seemingly tarnished brand, the roly-poly author is rolling through Cleveland pushing his literary dribble (shamelessly entitled) The Whore of Akron. Not The Pimp of Akron. The whore! Obviously Raab has never seen his feet to step foot to a playground. Ergo, by the size of his belly, my guess is . . . it’s greed that’s driving him.
Last night, Brad Sellers scored enough points with voters to win his bid for Mayor of Warrensville Heights, Ohio. The former Ohio State University and NBA basketball player had been serving as the economic development director of the small kissing cousin of Cleveland, Ohio for ten years. It just goes to show you that despite the ugly—potentially libelous—anonymous letter sent to residents, an adored celebrity need not answer any coward shouting down a page in block letters. The letter asked these disturbing questions:
