Aww, that’s nice
It was such a nice day in New York, Alex Rodriguez walked alongside as his 50 year-old girlfriend Madonna rode her Rascal Scooter in Central Park.
35 year-old Alex Rodriguez is dating nearly 50 year-old Madonna; I’m not saying she’s too old for him, but after they have a love spat, Madonna puts A-Rod in a time-out.
Where the windows clean people - Danny Thomas
Yesterday was the opening day of horse racing at the Del Mar Racetrack. My horses didn’t do so well. A-Rod’s Prenupt was disqualified, Jesse’s Testes Cutter stumbled out of the gate, and McCain’s Viagra Wood faded at the end.
A woman in Florida was charged with assault after she attacked her boyfriend with a toilet seat after catching him smoking her crack in the bathroom. Not exactly “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” is it?
You can almost hear the crunching of bare feet stepping on spilled pork rinds on the trailer home roach-ridden linoleum floor. (Paint that word picture, Lexster)
Sounds like a music video for a duet with Gretchen Wilson and Amy Winehouse.
Malaysian opposition leader Anwar Ibrahim called his arrest on sodomy charges a "dirty trick and conspiracy." Not to mention the sodomy charges are a real pain-in-the-ass.
Saturday Morning Caffeine-Fueled Rant and Rave, and I am warning you, this one is out there: (I think I swallered me some o’ that Persifick Oceakin)
Great session stand up paddleboard surfing – or sesh as the hipsters say - at Torrey Pines early this AM. Not so much surfing as they were mostly long rollers and shore whompers and even the regular surfers weren’t catching much in the way of rides. I caught a good wave on the way in –or more to the point, it caught me - and got munched. Another close encounter with dolphins – or Phoonskis, as I like to call them – as they were frolicking in the surf.
Great post SUP surfing tunes? Red Hot Chili Peppers, specifically “Otherside” “Under The Bridge,” “Dani California” and “Scar Tissue.” By the way, that chorus on “ST” nobody can figure out? “With the birds I share this lonely view.” Not, as I used to think “With the barber I shear this only ewe.” Love the military-like snappy snare on the drums.
As I was extremely tired and starving afterwards, my resistance broke down and I picked up Breafie at McDunkiedos –what am I turning into with these stupid nicknames, George W.? - when a thought occurred: how much fun would it be to drive up to a drive-through window and pretend to the cashier that you were blind? Not making fun of blind folks, obviously, but it would be fascinating to see how they would react and what they would say to a blind guy driving a car by himself. Seriously, dark shades and a white cane in my hand and Kasey, my yellow Labrador, wearing a harness leash in the seat next to me.
If they did ask how a blind guy was driving I would tell them I have a special GPS that monitors the car from a satellite camera with an operator directing me how to drive. It’s a good system, but not perfect. Just ask our neighbors, the Bucksons, who used to own Mr. Whiskers the kitty. But when it clouds up I am on my own. You know. Driving by Braille.
If that isn’t an awesome “SNL” skit, I don’t know what is.