made fresh daily: January 2006

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Monday, January 30, 2006

shameful


"like a fart in a windstorm"

this little gem of an expression was something that i was accustom to hearing around the house growing up, when there was a great deal of variance in someone's stance or opinion on a given matter. while the joy of an adult saying the word 'fart' was the primary thrill associated with this saying as an adolescent, i remain a fan as it acts as a perfect label for events like oprah winfrey's reaction to the jonathan frey situation.

as you well know, mr. frey's memoir, a million little pieces, was selected as a worthy candidate for oprah's book club (i am sure steinbeck is kicking himself for dying too soon for that honor), which immediately made it a cultural flash point. frey's novel proved to be both inspiring for millions and worth millions, as it was a best-seller for some time. well, long story short...frey sorta, kinda made some of it up.

[cue public outrage]

oprah, having stamped her name across several million copies of this book and having gained considerable personal wealth from the sales of said book, was forced to come to the aid of her beleaguered author.

this is where the bullshit meter starts jumping off the charts. in an interview with larry king, oprah took the position that frey's alleged lying was "...much ado about nothing".

this marked an abrupt reversal from the cozy chat two weeks ago on "larry king live," when winfrey phoned in to support frey and label alleged fabrications as "much ado about nothing". following this show of support, winfrey was besieged with angry emails and calls directed at her and her opinion of frey's artistic license, which brings us to that fart in the windstorm. in what was a disgusting display of arrogance and grand-standing, oprah decided to dress-down frey for the better part of her thursday show. while repeatedly belittling frey, oprah made no mention of any responsibility on her or her book club's part for their part in this debacle. she no longer was of the opinion that emotional truth mattered more than the facts, as she had stated on larry king. her interrogation was in my opinion, simply a case of hanging a marginal talent that she had created out to dry, before he tarnished her pristine reputation. the fact is that with the scads of money that are attached to promoting a book of this magnitude and the sway that her media empire has, comes the responsibility of checking the facts presented.

as is usually the case, oprah managed rather nimbly to make herself the subject of the interview, showing a complete lack of self-awareness and personal responsibility. shameful.

O.C. #8


i apologize for the lengthy delay on o.c. report #8, but not unlike seth cohen, we here at mfd have been very stressed and as a result we have missed some very important deadlines. as ashley has taken to emulating seth in sparking a few doobers to get by, yours truly will be bringing the noise on all things orange county this week.

first, lets start with an occurrence from episode 313 that surely signals the end of my tolerance for this show, the personification of newport (i.e. 'i never knew ya' newport'). at some point in one of his soliloquies on the change and stress that high school ending is bringing to the crew, seth spews forth some ridiculous love letter to his beloved hometown (the same town he has professed to loathe for the past 3 years). keep in mind, the satirical nature of profiling life in the o.c and pointing out it's absolute banality was the shows only reason for being.

another annoyance with 'the pot stirrer', was the resurfacing of sandy's partner matt's fondness for introducing women of the night to any/all social situations. are these ladies on retainer as clients of the newport group or possibly just architecture students from the local community college?

one of the better scenes in this episode, was the thai take-out scene in the trailer, as it appeared as though the double-wide was actually a house boat out on the open seas. that damn thing was rockin' and swayin' so much that the cooper girls favorite pac-sun surfer dude, johhny, could have held a practice session right in the dining room. speaking of the j to the ohnny, he certainly got over his suicidal tendencies brought on by his failing relationship with marissa rather quickly. i guess acting as a gigolo to a 15 year old makes all the bad thoughts go away.

not much else to report on outside of the awesome ending, complete with 50 consecutive cross fades set to music. nothing says teenage angst and discontent like a slow dissolve and "brand new delhi" by the tao of groove blasting over it!

make sure to check back this friday when ashley will return to the o.c. report, finally free from the purple haze that clouded her this week.

blood money


boy is a great time to be exxon mobile. record fourth quarter profits of 10.7 billion usd, that easily exceeded modest projected earnings of 8.4 billion usd and a friend, in the president, that is more than happy to wage war on behalf of your interests. it must be nice to get those bonus checks knowing that only 2241 american soldiers are dead and 16549 wounded (not counting scores of civilians throughout the middle east). yeah, go exxon mobile!

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

fire!!!

y'all know how much i love kfed (ok so i have never gone public with my man crush on mr. spears), so i thought that i should share this with you.

yeah we like it?!?!

welcome back to the jungle!


i hope you are all as excited as me to welcome mr. axl rose back to the limelight. he has resurfaced and is talking 'democracy'! read about it here.

the magnificent


as pittsburgh gets ready to cheer it's beloved steelers to victory in super bowl xl, they must simultaneously say farewell to one of it's greatest athletes. mario lemieux, the most talented hockey player to ever play the game, is retiring citing a number of mounting health concerns.

it is one thing to be the face of a franchise, which lemieux was for two decades, however it is something altogether different to rescue the franchise from financial and professional disarray (twice). as the first overall pick in 1985, super mario immediately brought the penguins respect on the ice and stability on the balance sheet. during his time in pittsburgh, he lead the penguins to two stanley cup victories, and gave hockey fans a reason to go to the igloo year after year, hoping to see him display his superhuman skills. obviously i am biased, growing up in the northeast, but for me mario was the greatest player to play the game and i only wish that i had the chance to see him play in person.

with his retirement, lemieux is also expected to sell his stake in the penguins franchise, which will likely spell the end of hockey in the pittsburgh. as one of the nhl's expansion six" franchises, the penguins figure rather prominently into the fabric of the league and it would be an embarrassment if they were sold and moved to texas to become the houston hombres.

a pictorial retrospective

a snapshot of his accomplishments.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

super tuesday


this whole football recruiting thing is like shootin' fish in a barrel (especially if the barrel is in maryland). first pat devlin de-committed from miami to come to happy valley and this afternoon, psu attempts to turn maryland blue and white with commitments from antonio logan-el and phillip taylor. the cupboard is going to be very well stocked for some time to come.

three cheers for mr. larry johnson sr. hip hip hooray!

editor's note: mr. logan-el and mr. taylor did indeed make the right choice and commited to deal old state. read about it here.

Monday, January 23, 2006

f*%k 'lazy sunday'

have ya heard about the short film that ran on saturday night live a couple of weeks ago that has become a social phenomenon? it revolves around two cast members making preparations to go and see the movie the chronicles of narnia. over some classic, early 90s beats they rap about finding out when and where the movie is playing, get cupcakes and snacks to sneak into the theater, and how they guessed the movie trivia question that runs before the film. this is apparently so awesome that it has spun it's own cottage industry, complete with today show exposes, itunes downloads, and t-shirts. check it out!

yo that is awesome...suburban, white guys lampooning the hyper-sexualized, violent world of rap. i swear, the world has never witnessed comic genius like this to date. seriously, aren't we past the point that this kind of subtle racism is no longer funny? i mean this garbage isn't even funny, sociological concerns aside.

besides if we want to see white man making a mockery of rap and using cool rap vernacular, we will just wait until our man patrick swazye's joint hits the streets.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

'yoi! and double yoi!'


make that a triple yoi! in what has been a brilliant year for football in the great state of pennsylvania, it only makes sense that the bus rolls into detroit for super bowl 40 in a fortnight.

turn the volume p and celebrate the black n' gold baby!

bonus yoi!: mfd's friend and fellow steelers fan, steve g, has contributed this nugget to help yer' celebratin'!

double bonus yoi!:

Thursday, January 19, 2006

big al is BACK...with a bullet!


hell yeah! everyones favorite internet-inventin' vice president is back from vay-kay and he is pullin' no punches. he has scoured the world wide web and unearthed this gem. all you need to do is click here and enjoy the awesomeness.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006


"he that drinks his cyder alone, let him catch his horse alone."
-benjamin franklin

mmmm...i love cyder.

from one pennsylvanian to another...happy birthday.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

let them eat cake


i have always thought that there were far too few period pictures dealing with 18th century french royalty set to english new wave soundtracks. well now that void has been filled. ms. sophia coppola (virgin suicides and lost in translation) has selected her latest project and marie antoinette is the winner. powdered wigs, naked royalty, and jason schwartzman can't be all bad...can it? you be the judge. watch the marie antoinette trailer.

Saturday, January 14, 2006

push it

do you love this as much as ashley? doubtful.

cinema vérité

if your weather is anything like this crappy, rainy weather we have here in the nyc area, you are probably confined to the house, wondering what to do. well i have the answer for you...pay a visit to the mfd theatre. action!

a gentle soul and butcher's hands


ash and i went to see munich (watch the trailer) last night, and not unlike wednesday's viewing of the constant gardner, we came away with plenty to talk and think about. at it's core, munich is an old-fashioned cautionary tale with a smart sensibility from steven spielberg that has fine performances (great in the case of eric bana), an understated & haunting score and great cinematography. hit me up with your thoughts if/when you see the film. thanks in advance.

santiago calatrava


as anyone who views the skyline and overall architecture of new york city on a regular basis has probably noticed, there is a need for new voices and vision to help shape the future landscape of the city. where most recent major construction projects have been staid and uninspired, one project is showing a great deal of promise. spanish architect santiago calatrava's proposed design of the new world trade center transportation center is bold vision that could help salvage what is shaping up to be a squandered opportunity to totally rebuild ground zero (see daniel libeskind's freedom tower being slowly dismantled by politicians). the design, which conjures an image of a bird in flight, is an inspired choice for a transportation hub as it evokes both the notion of fluid movement and the notion of peace and serenity. it is impossible to foresee how this project will proceed, but as someone who will interact with whatever is built on this space on a daily basis, i sincerely hope that mr. calatrava's vision is realized as he intended.

Friday, January 13, 2006


"I've decided to declare myself eligible for another year of coaching from Joe Paterno."
-Levi Brown (on his decision to return for his senior season)

Thursday, January 12, 2006

experimenting with rap music


for those of you that love patrick swayze as much as ashley and i (and who among us doesn't love johnny castle), you will be bubbling over with joy at this latest tidbit. allhiphopnews.com reports that swayze is in the process of extending his influence to the world of music and is planning to experiment with "rap rhythms as an emotional undercurrent for ballads." you know the man behind "she's like the wind” is going to have heads noddin' with this joint.

added bonus: join patrick's officially unofficial fan club (damn those germans are a clever lot!)


double added bonus: "rap vernacular' lessons on top of this sweet news

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

the constant gardner


anyone in search of a worthwhile activity to occupy just over 2 hours could do worse than watching the constant gardener. aside from the impressive acting on display the message/theme is one that should resonate for some time after viewing the film. the film's theme of multi-national business exploiting underprivileged masses in one that is pertinent, troubling, and in desperate need of attention. i have no answers, and neither does the director, but providing a discourse is a good start. if social commentary is not your cup of tea, just watch it for fernando meirelles's (city of god) brilliant visual style. watch the trailer here.

Sunday, January 08, 2006

rockin' south beach

well, well. it is 2006 and the fine folks here at made fresh daily are happy to see it. as you may or may not know, we spent the new year's holiday in miami to boogy down with the stars and see the mighty nittany lions beat bobby bowden and his florida state criminoles. as one might imagine, our time in south beach was 100% fab and chock full of sunny days, scantily clad beachcombers, and pizza (that's right pizza and damn good pizza i might add). while the goal of the trip was to come home orange bowl champs, we figured that we might as well see what mishca b and co. were fussing about with this south beach business.

the first order of business was to touch down in fort lauderdale and get our rental car so that we could get to the hotel. it goes without saying that when we roll, we roll in style so we obviously were met in the garage by southern florida's finest auto (lil' blue beauty), a 2004 chevrolet monte carlo. this whip had so much power i was afraid to let ashley behind the wheel. however i would have to wait to let those horses run as ashley booked the car and she is a stickler for the rules, which stated that she must drive. we cruised the strip in fort lauderdale for like 4 or 5 strip malls and then decided that we needed to get back to the room to formulate our new years gameplan.

our well laid plans went to pot almost immediately as ashley got into her secret stash of seagram's wine coolers and proceeded to get blasted with a capital blast! for proof of this mess check this out! needless to say ms. manion and i did not see mr. dick clark's triumphant return to new years.

new years day saw ashley and i shake the sweet sugary wine cooler induced cobwebs and head for south beach. we packed the family cruiser and set out for south beach. after a long night of partying we had developed quite an appetite, so we decided that a road trip was in order. as a general rule of thumb, we make a point of becoming acquainted with finest pizza parlor's in every town we travel to and/or through. being that we were in miami, that meant only one thing...frankie's pizza. after 2+ hours of driving through metro miami and making an unscheduled stop at the original orange bowl, ashley finally bellied up to the counter at frankie's and gorged on a perfectly constructed pie. compliments to the boys at frankie's on a job well done, well worth the long, strange trip.

full of jet fuel we set out for south beach to take in the sights and sounds, ditch our lil' blue beauty, and check into our hotel. we dotted all the i's and crossed the t's and managed to fight our way through the throngs and finally take our rightful place in room 310 at the hotel. whereas the time preceding our arrival at the hotel was full of jetsom and flotsom, the todd oldham designed, former tiffany owned digs that were to be our south beach outpost, was a virtual oasis. we used the remainder of our day to walk the beach, eat at a restored wilkes barre, pa diner, and search in vain for a sean penn owned watering hole. ahh the rigors of vacation.

the next day saw ashley and i preparing for the daunting task of attending a penn state pep rally at the miami beach convention center, by first taking in some sun and fun on the atlantic and then moving to the rooftop pool back at the hotel. i guess ol' momma nature knew we were coming, cause she set us up lovely, 80s everyday and never a cloud in the sky. reeking of coconut scented suntan lotion and ready to focus on the orange bowl, we headed to the pep rally. not much to speak of here, other than the fact that some weird-ass dude dressed in an orange costume kept following us. finally we relented and let him take a picture with us and headed out. we proceeded to head back to miami and arranged a sweet meal in little havana at narcissa's. this place was mad cool and even offered it's customers heightened security (see window treatments). our bellies full of plantains and ropa vieja we headed back to the beach and sought out some place to party down. we did not have to look far as we landed at the clevelander and joined the psu party that had been ragin' for the previous 2 days. the petroff/manion clan lived la vida loca and watched the ohio state university kick the fighting irish's teeth in. it should be mentioned that notre dame losing is the equivalent of half a penn state win, so i left the clevelander smiling ear to ear. our travels then took us to the crobar, where psu legend o.j. mcduffie was hosting (more like lending his name and collecting half the door) to a party. the space was ridiculously crowded and loud, so we resorted to taking photos of one another and pretending we were hanging out with lindsay lohan down the road at the shore club. we retreated to the hotel and had a few libations in the garden patio with matt 'meech' petroff and then called it a night.

finally the day had come. a chance to validate a fantastic season, confirm that the football program was indeed back in a position of prominence, and take our picture all through pro player stadium. we arrived at the stadium around 4 o'clock and took a few minutes to get our bearings. keep in mind we are used to tailgating in happy valley with 115,000+ so we know how to handle ourselves in said situation, however being strangers in a strange land we needed a minute. after we figured out our course of action, we found ourselves nestled into the comforting bosom of the penn state alumni tailgate in the west parking lot. knowing that we were behind (only starting at 4pm), we had to kick it into overdrive and get down to brass tacks. brass tacks in this case meant grabbing multiple hot dogs, hamburgers, yuengling and margaritas (yes thats right, margaritas at a tailgate. forgive them, they are indeed the florida alumni after all). we satiated ourselves and headed over to see the blue band blaze through another killer (industry term) set. like a pied piper we were lead through the parking lot by the sounds of 'fight on state' and 'lion fare' and found ourselves at the gates of the stadium. after slapping far to many gratuitous high-fives with strangers wearing blue and white, we took the leap and headed into the stadium.

being unfamiliar with pro player stadium, ashley and i had no idea where our seats were in the stadium but we were only concerned with getting in to see the triumph in person. as we entered at the concourse level we were directed to head south and follow the numbers as they descended toward the field of play. long story short, we ended up more or less sitting on the penn state bench handing out gatorade to the players. the scene was total bedlam and the fine folks at the orange bowl put on quite a show, but nothing could top the final play of the game. after chewing my fingernails down to the cuticle and taking several years off my life, the euphoria of seeing mrob throwing oranges into the stands and seeing penn state...orange bowl champs on the score board has provided me enough fodder for sweet dreams for months to come.

as i went to bed swaddled in my blue and white pajamas, cuddling my joepa beenie baby, i slept knowing that 05 was rung out in style (what style is debatable) and that 06 was looking good.

Friday, January 06, 2006

deep breath


poz injury update.

"I'm obviously glad the injury wasn't serious and won't require surgery," stated Posluszny in a release. "We have a great training and medical staff and they have a plan outlined for my rehab. I'm anxious to get started and get ready for the upcoming year."

i guess we get to see paul p. in the blue and white one more year.

skiing drunk is hard?

get out of here. if only body miller could have opined on the matter 8 years earlier, mike kennedy would not have gone on a hook and ladder route while playing ski football in aspen. this is one of the more retarded things i have ever seen.

editors note: retarded like 'yo, getting your hair cut like like kid from kid n play is retarded!', not like 'the compound in the atl is crazy retarded!'.

don't cross pat robertson...


or he'll sick jesus on your sinin' ass. i guess trying to broker peace in the middle east just isn't enough for mr. robertson. in case you have not seen his latest declaration, read more here.

"god says, 'this land belongs to me, and you'd better leave it alone,'"
-jesus (as interpreted by pat 'holy mouthpiece' robertson)

Thursday, January 05, 2006

first 06 resolution....


stop sending out cds with incorrect track listings.

sorry for the confusion with the MFD mixtape vol.1, the track listing should read as follows:

1. Born On the Cusp - The American Analog Set
2. 7/4 (Shoreline) - Broken Social Scene
3. Mike Patton - Planetakis
4. Over and Over Again (Lost & Found) - Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
5. Heartbeats - José Gonzalez
6. Nth Degree - Morningwood
7. Ageless Beauty (Most Serene Remix) - Stars
8. These Are The Fables - The New Pornographers
9. These Things - She Wants Revenge
10. Red Receiver - Sons and Daughters
11. I Summon You - Spoon
12. Blue Light (Engineers 'Anti-Gravity' Mix) - Bloc Party
13. The Power Is On! - The Go! Team
14. Grass - Animal Collective
15. You Take My Breath Away - The Knife
16. Silver Queen - Pattern Is Movement
17. 24 Hours - The Sounds
18. Misread - Kings Of Convenience
19. Hell Yes - Beck
20. Scripts - Stratageme
21. Since U Been Gone (K.Clarkson cover) - Ted Leo

beast of the east

first big ten champs, then orange bowl champs, and now winners of the lambert trophy for the 26th time! who do you suppose the ass is that gave their first place vote to west virginia? whatever, whatever.

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