1) This is pretty awesome. Not because we're instinctually opposed to Tim Tebow as a human being or anything, mind you--we're more opposed to the tone of his coverage and other things over which Tebow has little control. So when Tebow sidles up next to a young lady who throws up the U for the camera, well, you have our attention.
And look, it's not just that The U is some code for a secular, decadent lifestyle that runs contra to Tebow's work (even though that's exactly what it is; Canes fans fuck on piles of cocaine and other people who are also fucking). The point is that it has everything to do with Miami. Like, if I ever ran across Todd Bandhauer or Julius Michalik or Lafester Rhodes and could take a picture with him, the first thing I'm going to do is throw up an Iowa sign. Maybe two index fingers up. Whatever it is we do. I guess we don't have a sign.
2) Here's an hour-long set on Austin City Limits from Them Crooked Vultures--a.k.a. Dave Grohl on drums, QOTSA's Josh Homme on vocals, and John Paul Jones on bass/keyboard. Yes, THE John Paul Motherfucking Jones. They sound amazing. My face has been completely rocked off. Watch this right now. I'm not kidding.