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This week, Miss Bee is back at it with her picks. She made them based on the median inner-city bus driver wage for each metropolitan area. For New England she used Boston. These numbers are taken from Department of Labor surveys.

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As I’m sure everyone who reads this column has Phillies playoff fever, I’m not even going to waste your time with a rant this week. (Also, I’m on vacation about to go to the Tampa Bay v. Chicago ALDS game and the tailgate is calling me.)

touchdown, Dallas's most prominent wide receiver imitated mounting a sprinter's starting blocks and then took off upon hearing a non-existent gunshot (who knows, it may have happened inside of his head). This resulted in a yellow, sand filled bag to be tossed high into the air and a kickoff from the 15-yard line. Did this act of entertainment warrant a 15-yard penalty? I don't think so and you'll be hard pressed to convince me otherwise. It's entertaining; it's entertaining in the way that Chad Ocho Cinco's Riverdance celebration was entertaining, or how his faux-Hall of Fame jacket was entertaining (though not an end zone celebration). It's funny. Chad Johns–, er, Ocho Cinco knows how to entertain. Not only that, but he's good at what he's actually paid to do: catch leather spheroids. There is nothing taunting about an end zone celebration and more often than not it doesn't "show up" anyone involved. Most often, it accomplishes what it aims to do: entertain. People laugh. Unfortunately, there are those who react like your mother would if your grade school principal called home saying you were eating one of your classmate's boogers. (See: Joe Buck's reaction to Randy Moss "air mooning" the Green Bay crowd in 2005.)

This Sunday starts another fantastic NFL season. (Yesterday's slop-fest doesn't count as the start of the season.) And Bird, Bird, Bird, Bird is the word. Or Birds, as it is.