Wednesday, January 20, 2010

How Bad Do You Want Warm, Cozy Floors?


Seriously.

I'm asking here.

How important is it to you to have warm cozy floors?

Cuz I just happen to know a guy who might be able to hook you up. A guy who's INSANE for warm, cozy floors.

He's an old buddy of mine, Bobby CrazyToe.

We met years ago. I was doing a nickle in Reno for-- well, that's not important. What is important is that Bobby's NUTS for warm, cozy floors. NUTS, I tell ya!

But ... I gotta say up front ... he can come across a little ... well ...

But only when you first meet him. After that ... once you get to know him ... he's just a regular Joe.

A regular Joe who might just enjoy a warm, cozy floor a little too much.


Oh, Bobby CrazyToe ... put on a sock if you're going out in public.


Till next we meet ...

Monday, January 18, 2010

A Fool's Errands (Monday 1/18/10)


1) Stay strong. Whatever you do, keep that New Year's Resolution about not murdering and eating David Spade. Oh ... who am I kidding? One little bite couldn't hurt. Besides, who's going to miss him?

2) It's 2010. Remind yourself to stop writing 2009 on your checks. Also, remind yourself to stop writing checks. Because it's 20-goddamn-10, grandpa.

3) Market own line of frozen finger foods made entirely of own fingers.

4) Take down Christmas lights.

5) Keep telling yourself that Avatar is a brilliant, well-written, subtle and nuanced story that nobody has ever seen in another movie before. Ever. Repeat until you believe it. This may take a while. Budget your afternoon accordingly.



Thursday, December 17, 2009

Fine. I'm Not Very Mature. So What.


The 13-year-old boy in me really wants to drive this truck.



But on the other hand, the adult in me really wants to drive this truck.


Till next we meat ...


(Heh-heh!)

Monday, December 14, 2009

A Fool's Errands (Monday, 12/14/09)


1) Buy Christmas present for Tiger Woods: a BIG black book.

2) Drink own weight in nog.

3) Hang around under mistletoe while "funny" Uncle Lenny is over.

4) Buy extra wrapping paper.

5) Ignore life lessons proffered by the first three ghosts. Change your ways only when the fourth ghost threatens you with cold and lonely death.


Friday, December 4, 2009

You're Gonna Get SO Drunk


You may not even realize it, but you've been BEGGING for this. BEGGING.

So now ... at long last ... I give to you ...

Steven Seagal Lawman: The Drinking Game!

Here are the rules:

Whenever Steven whisper/mumbles any variation on: "I've been studying the martial arts for 40 years": DRINK.

Whenever they cut to Steven and he's clearly chewing something ... but there's NO food around: DRINK.

Whenever a bad guy is clearly caught by real cops, but they cut to Steven making the arrest: DRINK.

Whenever Steven dispenses "wisdom" about a cop's life and you can actually see his silver-haired, career-cop partner die a little inside: DRINK.

Whenever Steven refers to the Projects as "the 'Jects": DRINK TWICE.

Whenever Steven gets visibly winded after the first five steps of a foot pursuit: DRINK. SIT. HAVE A LITTLE REST.

Whenever Steven blots the slick, glistening ham jelly (or perhaps it's sweat) from his brow with his trusty towel: DRINK GRAVY.

(Whisper/mumbled) "It's ham jelly AND sweat." --Steven Seagal


Please note: Steven Seagal Lawman may only be a half-hour show, but play by these rules and you WILL go through vast amounts of alcohol. So plan your booze shopping accordingly.


Till next we meet ...


Monday, November 30, 2009

A Fool's Errands (Monday, 11/30/09)


1) Ask Tiger Woods for a ride to the end of his driveway.

2) Two words: "Penis" and "Beehive."

3) Listen to Jonas Brothers album during screening of New Moon. Test theory that it's the Pop Rocks and Soda of 2009.

4) Pay rent.

5) Finally take Fonzie's advice and sit on it. Hard.



Saturday, November 28, 2009

Alfred Hitchcock's Shower Scene


So I was taking a leisurely shower the other morning and I happened to notice that I wasn't the only sardonic old fat guy making a cameo.

Remember Hitchcock's logo for the old "Alfred Hitchcock Presents" show?



Well, it seems my errant hairs were big fans.

Who knew?



Now, if I were a smart man, what I ought to do is charge M. Night Shyamalan a million bucks to come disturbingly worship shower. That way he can enjoy his Hitchcock fetish and I can enjoy my "having lots of money" fetish.

Hmmm ... I gotta make some calls.



Till next we meet ...