I watched a shit-ton of college football this weekend. I wouldn't know how to possibly recap it all, other than to say Larry Coker got fired and that Dwayne Jarrett fellow on USC will probably play in the NFL some day. Thankfully, God invented Every Day Should Be Saturday, which is attempting to cover all of the college action with this post and this post (with presumably more to come — they've only gotten through Friday).

Meanwhile, I'll be watching YouTubes of the USC Song Girls. Winner, as always: me.

I know, I know: not nearly enough close-ups of them stretching, dancing, and running. And they all speak in epic run-on sentences. If you talked to one of these girls on the phone, you could just play a loop of you going "Uh huh… Wow… Yeah" and go do laundry or look up porn on the Internet for 20 minutes at a time. In other words, they're just like all women, except hotter.