How do I describe this blog?
A line from "Old School" with a minor tweak.
"My friends, this is a safe place. A place where we can feel free sharing our feelings. Think of my blog as a nest in a tree of trust and understanding. We can say anything here."
Sunday, January 27, 2008
More Random Acts of Shifeness
Do you ever look at your feet and wonder if they could become part-time foot models?
I saw “Cloverfield.” It was pretty good, but if you have a problem with motion sickness this is not the movie for you. And I was sad to see that people actually spent money to watch “Meet the Spartans” I guess can’t be too critical because when I was a teenager I was watching stuff like “I’m Gonna Git You Sucka.” I am officially old now.
Politics rarely makes it way on to this blog mainly because I think most politicians are self-serving ass hats. I am always optimistic someone will change that opinion of mine. I hope Barack Obama is that guy.
When did ESPN becoming Entertainment Tonight? Stories about Tom Brady’s ankle or where Tony Romo spent his vacation. Here is the deal ESPN I don’t need any more verbal foreplay – you have sealed the deal. Less talk, more action. Just drop your pants and show me some highlights.
How do you know when fish goes bad? Does it start to smell funny?
Pig roasts are so sad because you know when the pig died – trying to eat an apple.
Steak is the tuxedo of meats and bologna is its retarded cousin. When you eat steak you feel special, and when you eat bologna you might be special. (Thank you Jim Gaffigan – you are one funny, pale dude)
Super Bowl Sunday – so who are you pulling for? I am rooting for the Giants, but I am also rooting for some awesome commercials. Will the Careerbuilder monkeys be back? One can only hope. I love those damn monkeys.
Bare balls bareback – great band name or gymnastics maneuver?
Anyone been on a Duck Hunt? He has been missing for a little bit now, and so has Phats. Maybe they are hanging out together exchanging lasagna recipes. Or maybe they have relocated to New Jersey to hang out with some of these dudes. Seriously these dudes are whack jobs.