Author: Chris Birt

  • Strippers. On Sale.

    Pictured above: The 2003 EVO RS, the utlimate stripper. And what were you thinking? I’ve been away for awhile. Seems the economy is picking up a bit with the price of gas going down a cent. It’s all senseless to me. What I find equally senseless is the axiomatic ability for certain headlines to pull…

  • When Mr. Right Throws a Left

    And now for part two of my review on This Sporting Life. Because you play sports like I do, I realize your time is short and you do not favor a Freudian analysis of the film’s finer points. And really, don’t all rush to read this; the first part of my review was so extensively…

  • Monkeywrench Movie Review. Part One.

    I am a gearhead, or as they say across the pond, a "petrolhead." While this ostensibly disqualifies me from writing a movie review, my British friends think otherwise. Particularly if I am writing about British films. The flim you need to watch is called This Sporting Life from 1964. It is a classic of the…

  • Here's to Me, Mrs. Robinson

    A few things. 1) I am not a woman. And never will be. 2) Anne Bancroft will remain the hottest baby boomer that ever wore a black bra. (And don’t be fooled by her last name, she was Italian.)  3) I am having an affair.  She is younger than me. She has a beautiful Italian…

  • Topless. Chicks. With Sticks.

    Like summer is upon us and will be gone faster than Flo Rida will be hot. With this in mind, I have to make a confession. I love women in convertibles (primarily) who shift their own cars. I want the summer streets filled with them. So. Here are my top three picks for the best…

  • and then I left

    when you reach somewhere that is nowhere and you talk with sadness to someone younger, beautiful, longing with peace in her eyes you feel calm and your worries vanish like water through the fingers  of a fist gripping fear