Amazing.
#12 can truly do it all.
1.31.2008
1.30.2008
Mitt or Mittout
OK - so I'm playing Sorry® with my son tonight.
Still irritated about McCain doing so well in Florida, I figured I should put on the GOP Debate, to see if I can actually bring myself to vote for Romney.
My son - who is 8 - looks at me and says, "Hey Dad - Who's that guy?"
I reply, "That's Mitt Romney."
He says, and I'm NOT making this up, "Wow. He's really handsome. Are you sure that's not Ken?"
"Ken? What do you mean?"
"You know, Ken. Barbie's boyfriend."
WOW. He's right. Totally.
1.29.2008
Yet Another Award for #12...
Tom Brady has done it again!
He has been named ESPN's "Douche of the Year" for 2007!!!
Congrats Tom! Now go knock up another Supermodel.
Tom Brady Shot JFK
And then Jack Ruby shot Tom Brady.
But Tom Brady is bulletproof, so the bullet bounced off of him.
1.26.2008
So what?!?!
Impressive news here.
I guess Hillary Clinton has received endorsements from Barbra Streisand, Kimora Lee Simmons, Rob Reiner, Dr. Maya Angelou, Billie Jean King, and get this - Pauly Shore.
Personally, I don't see the value in celebrity endorsements - but c'mon - Pauly Shore?
If you're Pauly Shore - or if anyone still calls you "Pauly" - the LAST thing you should be doing is giving ANYTHING an endorsement.
1.24.2008
Um - I'm dumb...
Or THIS GUY is really, really, REALLY smart...
(probably both.)
This is one of the coolest things I've ever seen.
WELL worth watching the whole movie.
1.22.2008
1.21.2008
1.20.2008
Baby Come Back
Fantastic. Loved it.
I laughed, I cried, of became a part of me.
1.19.2008
Saturday Night Live
Going out to dinner, and to see the Five Card Studs.
(Photo taken from the last time they played the Ale House.
They promised me the Deep Purple version of "Kentucky Woman."
Friggin awesome.
Mobile blogging later.
1.15.2008
Yoko Romo
Thank God that Jessica Simpson is dating Tony Romo.
They *say* that she wasn't at the Giants game - but all of us in Packerland know that she was.
Thanks Yoko. Love ya!
(And yes - I made the pic. I WISH it was real. Donations to put a real one up? Anyone??)
1.13.2008
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1.06.2008
I couldn't make this up...
Smiling John Edwards actually said this:
"The status quo is yesterday. And change is tomorrow. And tomorrow begins today, right here in New Hampshire."
Here's the link. Second to last paragraph.
1.05.2008
Not even REAL Italian...
They're on a 2 hour wait.
SO glad that I called early. Only waited 10 minutes.
1.04.2008
strawberry poptarts & gran marnier
Strange things happen when I drink Gran Marnier.
And sadly enough - this story is NOT the strangest.
Thursday, January 3rd, 2008.
I'm bored out of my head at home. Even though it was a short week. I decide I need to go down to the corner tap for a cocktail. For SOME ungodly reason, I've got a jones on for some gran marnier. eeeeesh. I should have known better.
I drive the mile or so to a local bar called "Richard's." I've driven past it hundreds of times, but never had the desire, or inclination to stop in. Tonight was the night.
I walk in, sit down, look at the bartender, and order my GM. He looks at me a little strange, walks to one end of the bar, grabs the bottle, dusts it off, and pours my snifter. Jokingly, I ask him if he's Richard. He says yes, and extends his hand. As we shake, he says, "Richard. Richard Fairbrass."
He looks oddly familiar.
"Appitizer?" He asks.
"What ya got?" I reply.
"Strawberry Poptarts."
"Seriously?"
"Heck yeah - they're the best."
"What the hell."
The aroma of toasted frosting wafted through the bar as I finished my first snifter. Lovely. Orange and strawberry. Together at last. Oraberry? Strawange? Whatever - it works.
It's about 11:30, and this other dude walks in. Richard shoots him a dirty look. I don't think the guy even saw it - he was too intent on getting to the jukebox. He throws his money in, and makes his selection. Through the empty bar, except for me, Richard, and the random (or so I thought) guy, the speakers start blasting "I'm too sexy."
With that, Richard jumps the bar, and completely bum rushes the random guy.
"F-You Fred. I'm tired of this crap. Why can't you just let the past go man? It's over. Handle it." screamed Richard.
"No Richie - YOU'RE the one that's 'over.' WISCONSIN?!?! Bartending? Are you serious?"
Then it clicks.
Richard.
Fairbrass.
Fred.
Fairbrass.
Holy crap.
The brothers from Right Said Fred are fighting in this bar.
I get up, and try to separate these two. Truthfully, for two dudes that I kinda remember as being pretty "in-shape," they fought like a couple of girls.
Long story short - I think Richard's is for sale, and I may be responsible for the return of an international supergroup.
You can thank me here.
1.01.2008
Comes with an angioplasty!!
I wouldn't even eat it, and that's saying something...
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