Burning Questions, round 2

A few nights ago I was watching Sportscenter as per usual, and two things caught my attention. The first was the fact that they were showing a random TCU basketball highlight. I don’t think I had ever seen TCU basketball highlights that didn’t involve a Kansas blowout or some superstar Big 12 prospect dominating, but there it was on my television. And while I was trying to wrap my mind around the reasonings behind a TCU basketball highlight package being broadcast, the TCU point guard demanded my attention. At first, I thought he was white. Then, I thought he was just light skinned. Then they showed his face and I saw he was actually albino. And no offense to my man Jaylen Fisher, the first jacked and tatted up albino guy I’ve ever seen, but he looked weird.


Seeing him sent my brain into overdrive. Mostly because I just don’t understand how albinism even happens. Actually, hold on a second. I need to change the title of this blog.

Burning Question: How does albinism happen?

This is too important not to dive into, so we’re back with another round of Burning Questions. First one is simple: how do albinos exist? Wikipedia tells me there’s a list of genetic factors that lead to it, but my one weakness is that I am not, in fact, a geneticist, so it all seems like gibberish to me. I just don’t get how it happens. How does skin and hair forget to have color? Does the key gene in the complex sequence that makes up an animal just not show up? What makes a body not produce melanin?Things like this always have some evolutionary reason. But I feel like the first albino was probably feared and an outcast. How could they have passed on the gene? If it’s true people can carry the gene without having albinism, did people have the gene before the first actual albino? And if so, why? What’s the advantage of being whi- actually, let’s move on from that. Mostly, it just boils down to my uncultured mind being scared of things I don’t understand. And I certainly don’t understand albinism.

Where did words come from?

Tower of Babel 

I think about this every time I see a word that I think is weird or when I think about different languages. Like why are there so many languages? Who was the first person to talk, and who was he talking to? Who was the first person to use words? Who was the first person to understand someone else’s words? Who decided what word meant what? Who decided that a spoken word meant the same as a written word? In my extensive schooling I learned about the Sapir-Whorf Hypothesis, which says language shapes our view of the world. For example, when I see a dog, I think it’s a dog because I know the word for dog. What did the ancient people think? What if whoever decided these things said that instead of dog, the word for man’s best friend was actually milk? (Side rant: how do people not know how to pronounce milk correctly? It’s the most simple, straightforward word out there and people still pronounce it a thousand different ways. I’ve heard people say malk, melk, molk, mælk, and everything in between. It’s spelled m i l k. Do people not know the sound the letter i is supposed to make? What causes so many people to butcher the easiest word in the English language?) What caused them to string letters (or whatever they used) together to form words? Who created the first different language? Why create a different language in the first place? It’s so hard. Some languages were created well after people in different parts of the world had contact with each other. Who has the gall to say I hate your words so much I’m going to change every single one of them even though they’ll mean the same thing? And why do dialects exist? Why alter a language everyone speaks just so you can be unique? Why make it harder on yourself? And how did the first person to translate things ever translate anything? How could anyone who didn’t know already possibly be able to tell you that želva is the Slovenian word for turtle? We’ve had language for thousands of years now. How is there still not a universal language? Everyone who writes a fantasy novel is able to create their own unique version of Elvish. No one can make a generic one for every human to use? And who was the first person with a name? Who came up with a word they liked so much they were going to call someone by it? And did people have pets during the development of language? If so, did they have names? What if someone got confused and dog was actually the name of someone’s pet, and the intended word for dog was actually Fido? Who decided that curse words were, in fact, curse words? Why does spoken language even exist at all? I think I just twisted my brain into three different pretzels.

Why doesn’t grape flavored stuff taste like grape?


Kind of a short and sweet (maybe overly sweet? Get it?) Burning Question: Why do grape flavored things taste entirely different from actual grapes? They’re legitimately two different flavors. With the exception of blue raspberry, every traditional “fruit flavored” drink, candy, etc. at least kind of tastes like its inspiration. All these companies pass around the same recipes, so did the first guy to perfect grape flavoring never eat grapes before? Had he never seen a grape? Was he just going for what he thought the signature deep shade of purple tasted like? It’s so sweet and not grape-like. I’ve never eaten a grape and been like, “wow, this really tastes like that grape drink I got at the gas station the other day.” I can’t imagine anyone else has, either. Grapes are a top 5 fruit (in no particular order: grape, pineapple, blueberry, orange, apple. Limes would make the cut if you could actually eat them.) and deserve a better representation in our synthetic flavor market.


Reader Email: Is it even worth it being a guy anymore?


We’re back with another reader email. Always an honor to hear from fans, especially when they have Burning Questions they need answered. We’ve got a juicy one today, coming from our old friend WhiteKong, who is just full of Burning Questions. He asks (with slight paraphrasing):

“With all these marches and protests going on, is there really any point in just being a guy anymore? It’s like no one cares how hard we have it. Like when a little pee leaks out even after you shake, or any of the other countless hardships I have to deal with on a daily basis. Bleak times for those with Y chromosomes.”

First of all, I’d like to give my condolences to WhiteKong’s pants. I’ve been there myself, and I know the inconvenience it causes. Now, to the question at hand. I can tell WhiteKong is in need of a friend. A shoulder to cry on. The first light of dawn during the long night that is 2017. Unfortunately, I don’t think I can give him the answers he’s looking for. After carefully considering all sides, I can say that, as of today, it’s no longer worth it being a guy.

 The world just doesn’t care about us anymore. It’s a painful conclusion to make, but sadly, a true one. There’s Women’s Marches every other day. Social media treats guys as constant punching bags. Women are now allowed to be popular, successful comedians. Every movie these days is just an all-female remake of an older movie. (I’m currently working on an all-male adaptation of Death Becomes Her. Look for me at the Oscars.) We’ve been pushed to the side. And as a newly marginalized citizen, quite frankly, I’m sick of it.

Everyone has conveniently forgotten how hard it is being a guy. The rigidity of what we’re supposed to like is overbearing. Women can literally admit to liking absolutely anything in the world and it’s met with applause. I say I love flowers and fruity drinks and daytime TV host Harry Connick, Jr. and I get harshly judged by everyone from here to Timbuktu. It makes me wonder how the world can be so unjust. And how about the expectations for what our bodies are supposed to be? Take me, for example. Due to my distinguished amateur eating competition career in high school, I’m always expected to eat a ton at parties, whether I want to or not, lest I risk being made fun of for not being able to eat as much as I could when I was 18. Guess what? I almost never feel like stuffing my face anymore, but I don’t want to become an outcast without a party trick. Where’s the march for me? And don’t even get me started on dealing with people accusing you of mansplaining. It’s become such a common phrase that a red line didn’t even appear underneath a made-up word. And while it’s certainly infuriating having a mansplaining accusation thrown at you for literally saying anything, mansplaining is really a catch-all for any of the thousands of phrases that replace the first syllable with man. They’re all so stupid and contrived and every single one of them makes me want to dive in front of an incoming 18 wheeler. I’d like to see a woman deal with a stupid phrase that starts with woman. Like womanplaining, which is when women complain online about things guys do by using a phrase that stars with man. But I’m getting too caught up in my emotions. The way to fight back against discrimination isn’t by lashing out in anger, it’s by peaceful and thoughtful protest. But we’re fighting a battle against impossible odds. Every action guys take is met with scorn and ridicule, no matter the intent. There are no right moves to make. No ways to win. It’s like being the husband of 20 years to the entire Internet. All that remains from a once loving relationship is contempt.

So there you have it, WhiteKong. There’s almost no point in being a guy anymore. How you continue on is a decision that each individual guy is going to have to make. I’m going to hold steady against the tide, trying to be the last beacon for those fellow guy lost in this new wilderness. When I’m the last guy remaining, who knows. I can only predict the future of football games. But I wish you luck, and I hope you know that at least one person out there still cares.

What do you think? Am I right? Wrong? Should I just kill myself for being a guy? Let me know your thoughts. The Brian’s Den is stronger when a whole pride is living inside. And always remember, if you have a Burning Question that needs answering, you know where to find me.

Lebron EVISCERATES Charles Barkley


ESPN– After years of being fodder for Charles Barkley to comment on in his role as an analyst on TNT’s “Inside the NBA,” LeBron James has heard enough.

“He’s a hater,” James told ESPN of Barkley following the Cleveland Cavaliers’ 104-97 loss to the Dallas Mavericks on Monday. “What makes what he says credible? Because he’s on TV?”

James had been stewing the past couple of days after Barkley took James to task for the four-time MVP calling out the Cavs for needing to fortify the roster with another playmaker to have a realistic shot at a repeat title.

“Inappropriate. Whiny. All of the above,” Barkley said of James last week. “The Cleveland Cavaliers, they have given him everything he wanted. They have the highest payroll in NBA history. He wanted J.R. Smith last summer, they paid him. He wanted [Iman] Shumpert last summer. They brought in Kyle Korver. He’s the best player in the world. Does he want all of the good players? He don’t want to compete? He is an amazing player. They’re the defending champs.”

“I’m not going to let him disrespect my legacy like that,” James told ESPN. “I’m not the one who threw somebody through a window. I never spit on a kid. I never had unpaid debt in Las Vegas. I never said, ‘I’m not a role model.’ I never showed up to All-Star Weekend on Sunday because I was in Vegas all weekend partying.

“All I’ve done for my entire career is represent the NBA the right way. Fourteen years, never got in trouble. Respected the game. Print that.”

“Go watch the ’93 Finals when John Paxson hit the shot,” James said. “Barkley and Jordan were laughing and joking with each other during one of the games while somebody’s shooting a free throw. In the Finals. But, oh, nobody were friends back then.”

He had more words for Barkley too.

“I know he wanted to retire a long time ago, but he can’t,” James said. “He’s stuck up on that stage every week.”

James then issued a challenge, of sorts.

“And if this makes him want to talk to me, the schedule’s out there,” James said. “He knows every road arena I’ll be in. Don’t just come up to me at All-Star and shake my hand and smile.”

“I collect one paycheck from this,” James said of his role with the Cavs. “There’s the owner, Griff’s [David Griffin] the GM, I’m the player. Screw Charles Barkley.”

James put on his baseball cap and offered a parting thought as he prepared to leave the visitors locker room at the American Airlines Center to head to the airport for a flight back to Cleveland.

“I’m tired of biting my tongue,” James said. “There’s a new sheriff in town.”

Oh, snap! LeBron just went in on Chuck! So much so that I had to pull out a John Oliver/John Stewart/Tomi Lahren style headline to really drive the point home. I’m not sure if Barkley is even still alive after that vicious attack! Someone check his pulse!

I have two different feelings about all this. One part of me loves this. Not LeBron calling out Chuck specifically, but someone finally calling out my least favorite crowd in the world, the “today’s sports are soft’ crowd. They make me see red. They make my blood boil. They make me want to commit violent crimes. “Today’s NBA is so watered down,” even though there’s more superstars than ever, and more teams have stars than ever before. And the players are better now than they used to be. Sorry, but Russell Westbrook would average about 50 points 25 rebounds and 15 assists if Oscar Robertson was guarding him. “All they do is shoot threes.” My advanced training in mathematics tells me that 3 is, in fact, more than 2. Which would mean that getting 3 points if better than getting 2 points. Let’s say a team takes 50 3 pointers and 50 2 pointers. If the team shoots just 35% from 3, which is about league average, the 3 point shots would yield more points than the 2 point shots if the team shot 50% from 2. So I don’t get what the problem is. “The players are too buddy-buddy nowadays.” Sure, the Banana Boat Boyz are the most influential #clique in NBA history, but this isn’t a new thing. Your boy Barkley used to sidle up to MJ non-stop. Magic and the original Isiah Thomas would make out before games! It would have been X rated if the MPAA got their hands on the footage. And Charles Oakley, everyone’s favorite bastion of toughness and thuggishness, was Jordan’s lackey no matter what team he was on. “No one plays defense or plays physical.” People don’t realize how impossible playing defense in today’s NBA is. Like 80% of the league is dangerous from 3. Every guard is a freak athlete that can’t possibly be contained one on one, so when you send help someone is open for 3. And the big men are all absurd hybrids of traditional physically dominant bruisers and skilled guards. The fact that teams still find a way to get any stops at all is cause for celebration. And no, it’s not as physical as it was in the 90s. The games are also watchable. So I applaud LeBron for taking down the leader of the curmudgeon army.

But on the other hand, this is whole saga is vintage LeBron. The whining, the verbal and virtual subtweeting, the constant over-dramatics. I mean, everything Chuck said is true. LeBron is a huge baby that cries and stomps his feet when he doesn’t get his way. I mean, I don’t get what his problem is. They won the title last season with virtually the same roster! They’re still going to win the East fairly easily. He already has no real challenge until the Finals, and now he wants to eliminate that challenge, too? I guess I can’t blame him. I hate challenges. But I’m not trying to be considered the greatest basketball player of all time. I also don’t publicly masturbate to my performance in last year’s finals where he beat the greatest regular season team ever, which he cheapens by trying to make this year’s go around easier. Not to mention we’re getting pretty close to when he takes his annual mid-season vacation. But, hey, he’s a father which means you can’t criticize him. I’m so sick of this story, I’m so sick of Barkley’s mindset, and I’m so sick of LeBron. I can’t wait until he finally retires 10 years from now.

You know I was First in line for the new Yu-Gi-Oh! movie


Unless you’re living under a rock, you know that the most anticipated movie of the year, Yu-Gi-Oh!: The Dark Side of Dimensions, was finally released yesterday. (A bit of bad timing in terms of getting Oscar nominations, but next year they’ll clean up.) Ever since I got a random promotional lanyard at last year’s Comic Con saying the movie was coming in 2017, I’ve been hyped up.

I was so ready for this movie. I’m like the Lance Stephenson of Yu-Gi-Oh, Born Ready. As an avid fan of all things Yu-Gi-Oh, and likely the most talented duelist of all time, I knew I had to be at the first showing possible. So, I grabbed my Kaiba Corp. shirt and camping supplies and slept under the stars outside the theater waiting for my life to be changed forever.

Even before the movie, there was a buzz in the theater. Electricity was in the air. We were all there to see a heavy weight fight between two titans of Duel Monsters. I lost track of how many trench coats and guys with pony tails I saw. I wasn’t even in the top ten of most overweight people there. It was an eclectic group, but we were all in the same community, the same brotherhood. All part of that most exclusive of societies: those passionate about Yu-Gi-Oh. And I am proud to be their leader. During the movie, the crowd was jumping. There were big laughs, big cheers, and, when a certain someone appears at the end of the movie, a girl sitting in front of me could no longer contain her emotions and broke down in tears. We’re talking uncontrollably sobbing. It was beautiful, in a way. It was one of the strangest, most memorable, and most enjoyable times I’ve ever had in a movie theater. I don’t know if it can ever be replicated.

The movie itself was awesome. It was perfect Yu-Gi-Oh!. A mix of light comedy and melodrama, nonsense and fake science, and a complete disregard for the actual rules of the game. Luckily for me, the movie was centered around my favorite character, the legend himself Seto Kaiba. It was probably the most character development he’s ever gotten. Sure, he still had his usual extreme arrogance and narcissism, but the movie actually explored his relationship with Yugi and the Pharaoh. With a very Batman-Joker vibe, Seto realizes he needs the Pharaoh to validate his own sense of self-worth. He’s willing to do whatever it takes to summon the Pharaoh and fight him, defeat him, and exorcise the demons that haunt his memory. Or does he actually deeply care about the Pharaoh and want to see him one last time as a friend? That’s for you to decide. There’s another plot about someone trying to take over the world and sending everyone to the Shadow Realm a different dimension, but the only one I really cared about was Kaiba. Maybe I’m biased. Either way, this movie was awesome.

Rating: 11/10

Now that Yu-Gi-Oh is fresh in my mind, I’ve got to do a bit of a Yu-Gi-Oh brain dump. I concede that this may get a little deeper into Yu-Gi-Oh than most people may care to tread, so I will only slightly begrudge you for bailing now. For the diehards, let’s get into it.

Burning Question: Why didn’t the villains just do whatever they wanted regardless of the outcome of duels?

I realize this kind of flies right in the face of the entire concept of the show, but why did anyone let a card game stop them from doing whatever they wanted to do? Take Marik, for instance. He wanted the Egyptian God Cards and all the Millennium Items. Why did he risk all of that on some games of Duel Monsters, especially when he knew he was going against the best in the world? He had the Millennium Rod, which has a knife inside it. Why didn’t he just kill Yugi and Kaiba and take what he wanted? Or use the Millennium Rod’s power of mind control. Instead of control, say, Kaiba and taking Obelisk without any real hassle, he controlled Joey so he could duel against Yugi, hoping that Yugi would lose against someone he literally taught the game of Duel Monsters to and that Yugi would drop the Millennium Puzzle before he was dragged underwater. Huh? He also showed the ability to send people to the Shadow Realm at will, based on what he did to all his henchmen who lost to Yugi. If the banishment wasn’t predicated on the result of the previous duels, why would Marik ever risk going into a shadow game in the first place? Why risk losing? Just send them to the Shadow Realm without dueling them. Or just kill them. And Pegasus had an entire island’s worth of dark corners and hiding places at his disposal, as well as an army of evil cronies who already dabbled in assault and kidnapping. Just have them kill Yugi and take his puzzle. You don’t even need to kill him, just steal it. The only people who were really thinking the right way were Lumis and Umbra, but they were too stupid and reckless to succeed. What Yu-Gi-Oh villains lack in practicality they more than make up for in overly complicated plans and a penchant for tight clothing (wait, that’s everyone in the show).

Top Five Characters

1. Seto Kaiba- I ldgljadhinted at this in the actual review, but Seto is easily my favorite character, and is definitely in my top five favorite TV characters ever. Think about everything he’s done for the game. He created the hologram system and every iteration of the duel disk. He set up every major tournament after season one. He’s the most important character in the Yu-Gi-Oh universe. He’s also the most talented duelist and was robbed at every turn. Yugi cheats. How can he always get the exact card he needs at the exact time he needs? When half the cards he uses are never seen again? And some of the cards are only useful in very specific scenarios that would be impossible to prepare for and are useless in 99% of duels. All because he believes in the Heart of the Cards? Joey believed and he never got that kind of luck. Yugi cheats constantly, and his cowardly decision to face little Yugi instead of his true rival Seto in his final duel puts a serious damper on his “King of Games” title. Meanwhile Seto uses pure skill, power, and a dragon fetish to overwhelm his opposition. In a just world, he would have beaten Yugi ten times over.

business-playtime-and-inspiration-maximillion-pegasus-yu-gi-oh-35864904-497-3812. Maximillion Pegasus- The wonderfully camp creator of Duel Monsters deserved more than being the end boss of Duelist Kingdom, an admittedly entertaining tournament where there were literally no rules and every duel ended on some stupid technicality or weird field effect. Pegasus was a genius. A true artist with playing cards, he has not one, but two iconic strategies (Toon World and Relinquished). He befuddled both Yugi and Kaiba, and would have beaten Yugi (by cheating) if it weren’t for a well timed friendship speech. No one played better mind games or was quite as well dressed. Pegasus is the G.O.A.T. villain.


3. Mako Tsunami- I think this will probably be the most controversial entry, but Mako is the most underrated character in Yu-Gi-Oh!. He has all the makings of a perfect bit character: hilariously over-the-top, just good enough to make duels interesting, and, most importantly, a defined schtick. And unlike recurring guests Weevil Underwood and Rex Raptor, Mako actually has a backstory, contrived as it may have been. And yet he only had two appearances. What makes Rex better than him? A dinosaur deck is just as one-note as an aquatic deck. More so, probably. And Mako was clearly the superior duelist. He should have been a comic-relief staple. He should have annoyed Yugi and the gang every season, not just the first two. Perhaps he was too good. His passion and perfectly defined character quirks were just too pure for this world. Maybe we’re the ones that failed him by not appreciating him more while he was here. I’m sorry, Mako. May you find peace at sea.

ce14. Joey Wheeler- Joey really was better than he had any business being. His random Brooklyn accent, idiocy, and luck-based dueling strategy should have flamed out early, but it all wound up being quite charming. There’s no doubt the show would have been much worse without his presence, as often times he and Tristan were the only ones combatting the deathly serious tone with their physical brand of comic relief. On top of that, he was a fine duelist. Besides his duels against Kaiba, his duels against every other main character go extremely well, and he only loses because of things like “friendship” or plain misfortune. He would have beaten Marik cleanly if he was able to call an attack! Funny that for someone who relies so heavily on luck, he never gets lucky when it counts, as opposed to Yugi, who is supposedly all about skill, but gets every “lucky” break ever. It’s a shame. Now, if only they had never given him a sister.

post-23942-0-06419500-14062489525. Bakura- The only bad guy who was really playing for keeps. No one was darker, more depraved, or more willing to get his hands dirty. Pretty sure he actually killed like five people in a show where death was outlawed, and would have murdered Yugi’s grandpa if left unattended. His duels were always must-watch, if only because of the threat of violence and dismemberment. He should have had his moment in the spotlight long before the penultimate story arc, and probably should have killed Marik instead of entering into an alliance with him. He was clearly the most powerful evil spirit on the block.

Honorable Mention: Tristan (if you don’t like Tristan you have a huge dump in your pants), Weevil Underwood, Marik (evil version)

Best Yu-Gi-Oh Video Games

  1. Duelists of the Roses- I may be prone to exaggeration but I don’t think it’s a stretch to say I’ve played this game more than any other video game I’ve ever had. It’s the reason I still have my PS2 and the reason I’ll never get rid of it. It’s a spectacularly goofy game, treating history like season one treats the rules of Duel Monsters. But I love it so much. The checkers-style dueling combined with the awesome field and monster animations combine to make the most unique take on Yu-Gi-Oh ever.
  2. The Sacred Cards- An RPG take on the Battle City arc. Luckily for me, that’s my favorite part of the show.
  3. Stairway to the Destined Duel- It’s pretty much just the real-life card game on Game Boy. With the actual rules. That’s all you need to make a great game.
  4. Receive of Destruction- This game was so rigged and so frustrating that it took me about a year to finally beat it. It was impossible. But nothing beat the high of finally beating the part I was stuck on. Only to immediately get stuck again.
  5. Duel Links- Might be some recency bias, but I can’t believe they didn’t have a game like this before. Now that I have a way to impose my will against people all around the world, nothing will stop my rise to the top. Unless I get sent to the Shadow Realm.

Best Cards in my deck- A few years ago, I had to go through one of the greatest hardships of my entire life: I lost my deck. Every time I go home, I spend hours searching for it, but to no avail. The greatest collection of 3.5″x2.5″ pieces of paper ever assembled lost for all eternity. Truly one of the biggest tragedies of the last century. Now, only memories remain. Fortunately, I can still recall the heavy hitters of that legendary deck.

5. Kaiser Sea Horse- A fine card on it’s own, it’s strength really came early in duels. In a perfect draw, you could summon a super powerful monster like Blue Eyes White Dragon in your second turn. Putting pressure on the opponent early was a staple in my glory days.


4. Harpy’s Feather Duster- Getting rid of your opponent’s Spell and Trap cards is a huge mental blow. It ruins strategies. If they have some kind of spell-counter trap, they almost have to use it on this, freeing me up to play something more powerful. It’s a perfect spell.


3. Valkyrion the Magna Warrior- My enforcer. When he came out, you knew the duel was almost over. Even if you destroy him, he can just break down into his three component parts.


2. Judgment of Anubis- Such an overpowered trap card. My deck was heavy with spells and traps almost entirely to set up this card. Once I got one, I bought two more just to add to the frustration I could dish out. This card came closer to ending friendships than any other card I owned.


1. Jowls of Dark Demise- It’s this simple: if you saw this card you lost. You’re all excited that you were finally able to summon your best monster. Victory is within your grasp. Well, now what’s yours is mine. And I win.

I think I’ll salvage whatever street cred I have left and finish here. But make no mistake, I can go on about Yu-Gi-Oh until my dying breath. And maybe someday I will.

And for anyone wondering, I’m taking AFC +4 in tonight’s Pro Bowl. Sorry I couldn’t give a full breakdown of this seminal game.

Scientists have finally been able to combine species DNA

source– Scientists have published the first peer-reviewed account of creating pig–human hybrid fetuses, a step toward growing animals with organs that are suitable for transplantation into humans.

The team that made these chimaeras also reports the creation of mouse–rat and human–cow hybrids on 26 January in Cell1. Such modified animals could provide researchers with new models for testing drugs and understanding early human development.

To create chimaeras, scientists generally inject pluripotent stem cells — which can become any type of organ — from one species into the early embryo of a second species. In theory, the foreign cells should differentiate and spread throughout the body, but in practice, producing viable hybrid embryos has proven difficult.

To get around this, a team led by developmental biologist Juan Carlos Izpisua Belmonte of the Salk Institute for Biological Studies in La Jolla, California, used CRISPR gene-editing technology to create mouse embryos without the genes that cause organs to form. The scientists then injected rat stem cells into the mouse embryos and implanted the embryos into a mouse’s uterus.

Because the rat cells still contained genes for organ formation, the resulting chimaeras had organs that were composed largely of rat cells. The animals lived for up to two years, the normal lifespan of a mouse.

Yes. I’ve been waiting for this day for years. Finally, we can combine two animals together. Once this is perfected, the possibilities are endless. With the upcoming war with the aliens, having an army of hybrids could turn the tide. I mean, it worked for the Warriors with the Splash Brothers. In fact, if we can start effectively combine big cats and elephants and rhinos or something, I might officially swing back to #teamEarth.

But I have a feeling it won’t be this smooth. I can already see the backlash the second one of these experiments goes wrong. Some half mole-half hummingbird abomination will come out of the test tube crying out for it’s own death and we’ll start wondering about the ethics of these experiments and how much the hybrids hate their most likely shortened lives. Well, in that case give them all to me. Think of the power you could acquire with an army of perfect predators. I could become the new Alexander the Great. I think it would only take me about a year before I was weeping about the lack of remaining worlds to conquer. And it’d be easy to keep the power, too. Think about it, if I had a bunch of German Shepard/tiger hybrids or something as bodyguards who would mess with me? Sure, they won’t live all that long but that’s why I have hockey shifts for my guards. Fiercely defend me for a year then swap out to live out their last days in peace. My reputation as champion of the hybrid animals would get the regular animals on my side, too. Soon I’d have every non-human in the world at my disposal. I’d be invincible!

My only question is what is the limit of the combinations? If you take sea creature DNA, will they need to be in water? Obviously I’m looking to cherry-pick every animal’s strengths, but do I get their weaknesses, too? Because if I can take an octopus’ smarts, camouflage ability, and eight arms but it can breathe air, then I’m combining it with some panther DNA to create an elite team of ninja-assassins. Can I combine a shark’s smell and motion sensing ability with a condor’s wingspan and range, then add some human speech to create the ultimate recon weapon? Or just go crazy and add some coral DNA with some grizzly bear, Komodo dragon, and armadillo DNA and make the ultimate defensive force to guard my room while I sleep. Because then we’d be cooking with gas. If all those things still have to live in water, then everything got a lot less fun.

I was nearly perfect in my NBA All Star predictions


So the NBA announced the All Star reserves tonight after naming the starters last week. And before we get into the injustice that is the Danilo Gallinari snub, let’s take a moment to recognize how accurate my roster predictions were. In my mind, I only missed one per conference. If healthy, Chris Paul would have made it and I can’t be held accountable for the unpredictability of injury replacements. I’m counting Klay Thompson as CP3’s replacement, and he probably took Lillard’s spot. So, in my mind, the only ones I missed were Paul Millsap over Jabari Parker and DeAndre Jordan over Karl-Anthony Towns.

Jordan over Towns is a little easier to swallow. Towns has the splashy point totals, but Jordan leads the league in rebounds and field goal percentage and plays much better defense than Towns. DeAndre is even up over 50% from the foul line! It’s maybe the most shocking development of the season. To quote Rocky Balboa, anyone can change! And, without Paul, the Clippers wouldn’t have had any representation, which seems wrong for the 4 seed in the West. So I have no real problem with this. KAT will make plenty of All Star teams in the future. And to anyone saying I’m using alternative facts by saying I only got one wrong, in my original piece I said that I didn’t want to take four Warriors and that I agonized over which one to take, proving that I knew full well there was a good chance Klay would make it. So, really, I did call it. Anyone saying otherwise is just part of the liberal agenda trying to take me down! Very unfair!

Paul Millsap making it is a little more head scratching. Now, don’t get me wrong. Paul Millsap is a very good player. He’s versatile, unselfish, smart, and fundamentally sound. I’d love to have him on my team, and I think he can help anyone win. But this year he shouldn’t be on the All Star team. I hope people write this down, because this is rare. I actually admit I was wrong in my original prediction. I don’t know if I just overlooked him or what, but Joel Embiid needs to be an All Star. His numbers as-is are great considering he hasn’t played in two years and is asked to do everything for the Sixers. When you look at his eye-popping per-36 minute numbers and consider his defensive impact, he should be a lock. I mean, read this. He’s a beast. He’s the best center in the East already, and he’s getting better and healthier better every week. And, he’s the most entertaining player in the league. He’s a Twitter and Instagram legend, for crying out loud. At least let him do the 3-point shootout. Let him be a sideline reporter during the game. He’s got to be involved somehow. Ideally he’d be on the roster.

Brent Musburger announces retirement


ESPN– Brent Musburger, one of the most recognizable and accomplished voices in the history of television, has decided to end his legendary play-by-play career at month’s end. Musburger, who has worked in the industry for nearly 50 years as host and play-by-play commentator – including the last 27 with ABC/ESPN – will call two more men’s college basketball games, punctuated by his final telecast, Tuesday, Jan. 31 at 9 p.m. ET on ESPN (Georgia at Kentucky from Rupp Arena).

“But the next rodeo for me is in Las Vegas. Stop by and we’ll share a cold one and some good stories. I may even buy!” (Gee, ya think?)

You are looking live at some of the worst news to ever hit us here in the Brian’s Den. We’ve lost another legend. First Verne Lundquist retires, now Brent. The end of an era. Nothing could beat Brent’s dulcet tones calling the biggest college football and basketball games. He was my fall Saturdays and winter weeknights growing up. A true icon. A pillar of the announcing community. A gold standard by which all play-by-play/thinly veiled gambling allusions should be judged. But now that he’s old and recently had his millionth controversy in his thoughts on Joe Mixon, ESPN nudged this titan of the industry to retire. Sad!

Power Ranking: Top Five Current Play-by-play men

  1. Joe Buck- Come at me, haters!
  2. Al Michaels- The last legend we have left. We need to make sure Al stays around forever
  3. Don Orsillo- I will never forgive the Red Sox for what they did to him
  4. Sean McDonough- Another former Red Sox guy. Wish we still had him around
  5. Mike Tirico- Still can’t believe he says he’s not black

So tonight, pour one out for Brent. Remember the good times. Celebrate his career. Do not weep, for he would not want tears to be shed for him. Unless he bet on it. Good night, sweet prince.