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Friday, June 12, 2009

Tweetin' With Wheaton

To say the least, this past week has provided an ass load of story lines on which I could masterfully pontificate...





The Sox seeping the Yanks, Manny comparing his situation to "murder" and "rape", my near miss in the Belmont, Tim Donaghy getting shanked in the shower (or is it "shivved", I can never remember?), Ryan Leaf's pharmy addiction, the NBA Finals, or even my invention of the new reality show So You Think You Can Lance in which contestants are forced to have one testicle removed and spend a month in France riding a bike and listening exclusively to Sheryl Crow music...

Plenty of ammunition, to say the least...


But here at Rooch Nation, we, and by we I obviously mean me and the many demons that circle through my skull, we like to take time out every once in a while to do a little something different to help pique our readers' interest...



This week I took time out of my busy schedule to sit down and talk with one of the great actors of the 20th and 21st centuries, Wil Wheaton. You may remember Wil from such classic roles as Gordie Lachance in Stand By Me, or Danny in TVs The Last Prostitute, but what I was looking for when I sat down with Wil, was a bit of a glimpse at Wil Wheaton the man. Not the actor, but the man behind the actor, if you will...

Here's how it went. Take a read...

@wilw Hey Wil. Ever find yourself pronouncing your name like Stewie does on Family Guy? I know I sure do...And I loved you in Flubber...

@wilw And how is your handle on here not Wil Tweaton?


OK, so maybe it was really just me Tweeting Wil Wheaton, and him not responding, but I happened to get such a kick out of my one liners that I felt I had to double back and share them with you here...

Finally, I've found a legitimate use for Twitter! One-liner drive-by's on has-been celebrities!

Thank you Frosco, for introducing me to this marvelous device. And rest assured, loyal fans, I'll make sure to give you updates on when Wil actually does respond. Notice I said when and not if. As if he could keep himself away...


Oh and on a side note, if you still think my reverse karma doesn't control the action in this year's baseball season, take a gander at this...

Since I posted last week that Big Papi's decline might be here for good, and due to a decline in his roid intake, he's promptly gone out and hit .350 with 3 HR and 5 RBI...

It's all in good fun, though, as this week in Fantasy Baseball I've already had to deal with a catcher with 3 career stolen bases nabbing two bags in one game, and a light hitting SS with 3 career HRs hitting his first career grand slam (both guys have played over 250 career games)...

But you're right. I'm sure I'm just paranoid and being waaay too over analytical about the whole thing...

And if you believe that, I got a guy that wants to tell you about his stint in the Marines...


Have a good w(h)eekend, and I'll see you in the Tweetosphere. I'll be the one hangin' with Wil Wheaton, and by this time next week, most likely Alfonso Ribeiro, Ricky Schroeder and Mark Paul Gosselaar...
This is Jon and Kate + Ted, signing off...

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