Reggie Jackson c. 1977. Michelangelo c.1512. Muhammad Ali c. 1967. Henry David Thoreau c. 1846. Bob Dylan c. 1966. Stephen Colbert c. 2006. The Coen Brothers c. 1998.
There are years when the greats really hit their strides, when their tools are at their sharpest. Everything they touch turns to gold. It's the one shining moment when they are indisputably the greatest in the world. For Joel and Ethan Coen, that moment came in 1998 when they released one of the funniest movies ever made, The Big Lebowski. The instant classic was an absurdist's post-modern take on a Raymond Chandler novel, featuring ferrets, white Russians, Nihilists and cussing. Lots of fucking cussing. Check out this hilarious clip, via the glory of YouTube that compiles the litany of F*-Bombs dropped throughout the 90 minute film.
Now, before you get all worked up and ask what the hell this has to do with Austin, well, if you look closely, you will local musician Jimmie Dale Gilmore (Smokey) partaking in the potty-mouth parade



Odam, your dyslexia is showing. It's LebOWski.
i am the worst fucking typist known to man. i have absolutely no right whatsoever to be an editor of anything, even a blog. that's it, i'm using the typing cds i was given over the weekend. but i swear at least 60% of my charm depends on my banging on a keyboard with twon fingers like an angry monkey.
i will have to relearn everything.
Its not his fault he has very fat fingers... And yes, the ladies love him.
Odam, we know that's you. Match Striker indeed.
if i were half the legend that match striker was, my last concern would be something as trifling as typing facility.