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Council Members Bail On Tea Party

Where to start on this one. Well of course there is the fabulous photo of columnist Michael K. McIntyre which never fails to send shivers up my spine. Did you know he was originally cast to play Hannbal in Silence of the Lambs? Jokes aside, City Council Pres. Martin Sweeney held a meeting to talk about behavior at meetings and a bunch of dudes couldn’t even be bothered to show up. Councilman Michael Dolan even fired off this wittcism, “I’m a busy guy, and if Marty wants to have a tea party, I’ll make my own decisions about whether or not to attend.” Ouch, well at least everyone isn’t as lazy as the city council. The Plain Dealer staff is so dead serious about their jobs that on their main page linking to this story they state, “Sweeney fired a colley last week.” I’m pretty sure the dude didn’t fire a dog (and yes I know that is not how the canine name is spelled) but you can read the article to determine for yourselves.

Why Does Everyone Think They Can Blog?

So some days (and this is VERY rare, mind you) it comes into question just how sweet MFC actually is. I mean do we publish items of interest? Are we funny? Well we now have a daily reminder that we indeed are not the worst blog going in Cleveland. The Scene has their own up an running and it has been a serious debate as to what is worse, it’s content - weeks old stories from Time magazine about Mike Judge’s new film not being distributed, calling an editor at The Scene the “best music critic in the world” only to learn he is rocking Evanescence and My Chemical Romance (sorry Andy) – or its title, “C-Notes: Mirth and Adventure from the Paris of the Rust Belt.” How they got Paris is anyone’s guess.

Not That Clever

The Gates Mills Doc who poisoned his wife and then fled to the Mid East has been arrested in Cyprus. Reading this brings up a serious question, do people really still use cyanide? I mean shit’s cliche, like rat poison.

New Review From Our Long Lost Friend

Good friend and man-about-town Peter Moysaenko has given us another gift wrapped up in his Fucked Up review. The review isn’t fucked up, Fucked Up is the name of the band.