Archive for February, 2009
Kids with spikey bangs are not allowed to chew tobacco. Yahoo for the buzzed cut.
I’ve joked with some friends about “the cuttys,” or timbuktu. It looks different everywhere you go. In the Midwest it may be a shack in the middle of the woods. In California, it is the middle of the desert surrounded by nothing but rocks and tumbleweeds. If your property has multiple shacks representing the different [...]
No matter what sporting event I attend, I seem to always see one older gentleman. This man is flying solo, decked out in the home colors, and well beyond retirement age. Sometimes my heart breaks for the individual. But I think deep down, I hope that’s me.
Warriors vs. Clippers
Does my opinion matter? Not a chance. But I make predictions for my own amusement. A few things you should know before reading my crystal ball: I don’t like Meryl Streep, and will not watch her movies. Slumdog Millionaire is officially overhyped. I’d rather have Billy Crystal, Steve Martin, or Ellen hosting the show.
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