Random Thoughts

Why doesn't everyone get Presidents Day off from work? I like presidents and more importantly days off.

THIS clip reminded me of one of the first WAV's we used on Erin's Blog . We've(and by we I totally mean me) come a long way. Then again, I guess it's all about interpretation.



Notice anything funny about this car?
(who needs a back seat when you've got a hood)

Here we go

So I am basically posting just to share THIS clip with you.
...and this one just hit way to close to home. The DODGE

I went to MULLIGAN's tonight.
MEMORIES

For those of you who haven't heard, Erin's and my old roomate is now on FOX 31 NEWS doing the weather. Just imagine her younger and more in love with me. GOODTIMES!

It's exciting and all but we really didn't like her very much. CB used to call her SAMSONITE. Big FRIGG'in DEAL, she's no Libby Weaver.

ME and the ZOO

I keep trying to watch IRON EAGLE but like clock work, as that KICKASS song starts playing and IRON EAGLE flashes on the screen, in classic CHEEZY 80's fashion, I instantaneously fall into a deep slumber. Yeah, it's that good.
Not that anyone cares but I was wrong. I still can't believe it, but the producers actually made four not three of these silly romps through the sky. WHO KNEW or better yet WHO CARES?

In the 80's I was too busy watching VAN HALEN on MTV and the original(NAME BRAND if you will) TOP GUN to even notice a cheap knockoff or four.

It was a quiet weekend around the MANOR. Another one of Erin/Brett's pregnant sisters had a baby girl this weekend. How many siblings do they have? Thus leaving me keep the PETTING ZOO up and running, more importantly I got the house to myself, for a night.

Congrats again to B-rett/Erin they are again an UNCLE and AUNT.

NEVER SAY DIE!

Louis Gossett Jr. as Col. Charles 'Chappy' Sinclair
Jason Gedrick (who?) as Doug Masters
THEME SONG(you remember this one right?)

I would like to thank Erin(Eena/ICE-E) for IRON EAGLE on DVD. It's payback for watching Sydney or as I call her, Chicken McNugget because she's a scaredy cat.

Don't laugh, they made three of these hit movies, I looked it up. That ranks it right up there with STAR WARS, AUSTIN POWERS, THE GODFATHER, THE EXORCIST, LORD OF THE RINGS, INDIANA JONES, THE MATRIX, CROCODILE DUNDEE, BACK TO THE FUTURE, SCREAM, NAKED GUN, BEVERLY HILLS COP, JURASSIC PARK, DIEHARD, RAMBO, THE MIGHTY DUCKS and ROBOCOP.
Some would have you believe, which I may agree, it's the poormans TOP GUN, but they didn't make three of those did they? NO

Slow news day

This morning I stop by the manor to grab something for work. Due to the freek snow storm I was unable to get all the way up the driveway (I probably could have made it up if my vehicle were trail rated OR I had put it in 4 wheel drive). I left the P-finder just shy of the garage door and the next thing I know it had slid down the driveway lucky coming to a stop when the rear tires hit the street.

(Old photo, but you get the idea)

I realized why it was so easy for the P-Finder to slide down the drive when I was shoveling and there was a good inch of ice under the snow.

(Not actually me)

Sit in it while you still can/Happy V-DAY

Happy V-day MELISSA(thanks hallmark)

So it appears that we are about to loose another one of our coveted luxury living room group.


The LAZY BOY is on its last leg. I'm serious, the left leg is the only good one left. As an unlicensed chair doctor I give it 1-45 days. Soon, very soon the frame will push through he right arm making the chair one big ole pile of CRAP.
Erin found a screw the other day that had fallen out of the chair, around the same time as B-retts friends wrestled the FU#%ton to death. That screw was really all that was holding the chair together. Its only a matter of time before we lose yet another valued piece of our luxury living room group.

So whats happen ya'll? Let me know? It gets boring telling you about my mind-numbing life. Erin,ICE-E as I call her, has got wasted tonight.
It was HILLARIOUS. She was crackin me up and laughing at my lame jokes, then again she was laughing at everything.

I saw THIS and it reminded me of Jodi and Jackie when they lived in the same town, but in different 'BURBS'.

Are you listening?

Can you hear me now? GOOD(F'in Verizon)!
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Speaking of COTTON GINS

Hand cranks are for SUCKERS!

I don't know about you but I am really excited for the new Whitney GTX 5000 Automatic Cotton Gin that is coming out next Friday. I going to get mine in graphite gray. It will be so nice to be able to gin my cotton right here at home. Think of it, no more fruit of the loom underwear for me, it's homemade tighty whiteys from now on. So much cotton so little time to gin.

I was worried about buying a new Cotton Gin, it seems like as soon as you buy one the technology is already outdated.

Thanks Eli, my store bought ginned cotton days are over, you make life worth living.

ELI WHITNEY invented the cotton gin. I use mine all the time.

You want a good post, YOU GOT IT [NEW(because B-rett won't buy this for us)]!!!
I got nothing, NOTHING. So I give you my ridiculously boring b-log because nothing happened today and I doubt anything will happen tomorrow, but when something exciting does happen, rest assured it will be found greatly exaggerated right here for all three of you to read.

For some reason Jake Jabb from American Furniture Warehouse gave me a free trial subscription to the newspaper. Thanks JAKE, I love the crossword. I used to do the it everyday at work, instead of work. Maybe that's why the place closed? NO. The crossword kept me calm, almost like a drug that helped me get through the day.

......Eli Whitney,ecru,per,Mae West,ago,Enid Oklahoma,aloe.........

Worst Mascot EVER!

I saw this today.

I agree, so its OFFICAL, I 'm off the "JARED DIET". Not that I was really on it. It was more that I was eating SUBWAY almost everyday do to its proximity to my office.

.....so is McDonalds trying to FOOL us into thinking Ronald McDonald is a badass these days?

SUPER BOWL WEEKEND

Its been doozie folks.
FRIDAY night I went to CHIPPERS NORTH COLLEGE CENTER for a team building exercise for work, which basically means that my co-workers and I were free alcohol/bowling/food whores. GO TEAM! In the meantime Erin was home alone, unsupervised and decided to use the BBQ grill for the first time since the UNFORTUNATE BBQ GRILL INCIDENT in the Princeton house.

Most of you know the story and if you don't here is a quick run down. [Erin + BBQ = B-rad saving the HOUSE w/hose from BURNING while waiting for the fire department to arrive] Lets just say it happened again on a much smaller scale and we are reduced to using the GEORGE FORMAN Lean Mean Grill'in Machine.
NOTE TO ERIN-STAY AWAY FROM PROPANE AND PROPANE ACCESSORIES

SATURDAY came with its usual fury of getting up around 10:30 and dragging myself to the couch to watch four hours of "the Birth of Hip Hop" on the BIG SCREEN. While watching, I immediately decide that we should start our very own rap group. I of course would be B-diddy and Erin would be ICE-E. After learning the "secret" to hip hop is to rap about you neighbor'HOOD'/surroundings, I am still working on how to make "WHITE SUBURBIA" sound really horrible and rough. While pondering lyrics and having a cup of coffee I began thinking to myself and later aloud, that one of my roommates really should make me something to eat. Instead, Melissa and I went out to eat after she got off work and then watched a movie. Then it was on to OLD TOWN to have a beer and drive B-rett's DrunkASS friend home. B-rett and the rest of his friends decided to stay in old town for the extra 20 minutes of drinking before last call and cab it home. Only problem with this brilliant plan is with only one or two cabs in this town, at 2 am everyone and there drunk mothers are fighting over those two cabs. So Erin drove back downtown to pick them up. They must have been drinking Guinness because that's........BRILLIANT!!!
That brings us to SUNDAY. SUPER SUNDAY ON FOX. I got up at the same hurried pace as Saturday and hit the couch for some crappy-ASS movies. Then it was off to Marky Mark's world famous TEXAS T SUPER BOWL BBQ PARTY where we watched the game, played games and ate some sweet-ASS BBQ. While I was way a piece of our LUXURY living room set was destroyed!!! I am not sure "WHAT" B-retts friends were doing on the F**KTON, but the BED/COUCH supports broke. R.I.P. F-TON, at least Jackie and Erin got a chance to live up to its name sake. Now we can add to our collection I like to call "the furniture graveyard" on the side of the MANOR(classy). Soon we will have to get an taller fence to hide it all from the neighbors.

I guess I'm going to have to stop leaving the house or soon there won't be anything left.

Chicken, deposits, mail or new cars.

Here is another quandary I have put about five minutes of thought into. Why the CRAP are Chick-Fil-A,
the Bank, the Post Office
and Car Dealerships not open on SUNDAY. Who is to say we don't need to decide over some sweet-ASS chicken nuggets that we need that Best Buy rebate to come in the mail, so we can make a deposit, so we can buy a new car on Sunday. It seems as good a day as any to do all those things in sequential order. I think the new Sunday should be MONDAY. Hear me out. Most normal people work Monday through Friday. Do they need Sunday off for church? That seems old school to me. Why not make the Mabbath the new Sabbath. I think I could deal with out some mail, deposits, nuggs or cars on Monday. No one likes Monday anyway. While I'm at it, I think the work week should be just four days(no Mondays) long so we all could be like TIMMAY. Speaking of TIMMAY, I think THIS maybe a test he could actually pass. What am I saying, no FRICK'en way.

Where's the FUNNY? Oh there it is.

I have come to the conclusion that the commercials in this country suck-ASS. We have to live with that horribly annoying McDonald's commercial with the man sitting in a workplace dining room, yelling at the top of his lungs for everyone to keep away from his chicken selects. Camera pans out and you see that there is NOBODY in the room with him. The man is screaming at no one. NO ONE.

OR the one with a woman wearing a stocking cap sitting on a sofa in the middle of her living room, screaming at the top of her lungs for people to back away from her chicken selects. At one point she actually gets up on the couch and starts swinging pillows. Camera pans back and we see that there is NOBODY in the room, again.

So, what does this teach us? McDonald's is apparently putting hallucinogens into their chicken, making the eaters see imaginary chicken stealing ninjas.

In other countries the commercials are much funnier, almost dirty.
CHECK THESE OUT:

Sure is CHILLY!

How about some GUM.

Can I get a COPY?

Seven inches LONGER .

BUSTED!

This one was BANNED from the SUPER BOWL