Birfdays Was The Worst Days.
I’ve finally managed to convince my sister to upload the whack of photos she’s collected from Beatrice’s, Damaris’ and her very own birthday parties. They’re your standard fare, however those of us currently involved in the pork ass challenge look stunning, the ass flash on the stairs is a very nice touch, and it’s worth the price of admission just to see the many ways in which my father managed to make people feel uncomfortable. Comments are welcome, but simply looking away is definitely encouraged.
Here’s a question for you all – consider it a survey. It serves 2 purposes: 1.) to help get a site I am involved with indexed properly by search engines for a very competitive term. 2.) I am genuinely curious as I have many friends coming to town this summer. So, what is the best way for a fairweather, peripheral fan to procure Red Sox tickets in Boston? Short of whooooring?
I Still Have A Pony Barrel’s Worth Of Faith In Broken Lizard.
Super Troopers is a masterpiece. If you refute this fact, you probably also think SlapShot is slightly less funny than the trailer for Meatballs 3. So despite Puddle Cruiser and Club Dread, which are collectively about as humorous as a slap in your grandmother’s wrinkly mouth, I am excited and most optimistic about Broken Lizard’s upcoming Beerfest.

Some photos were released onto the internet today, and it would appear we’re looking at some sort of a Strange Brew/Dodgeball hybrid. The official description from IMDB: Two brothers travel to Germany for Oktoberfest, only to stumble upon secret, centuries-old competition described as a “Fight Club” with beer games. In addition to Will Forte, who you can see in the above photo, the Lizards star alongside Cloris Leachman and Jürgen Prochnow in the movie. The Frat Pack’s recent and glorious ressurection of the R-Rated comedy has paved the way for a silly flick like this, pornstar hollywood legitimacy, Home Depot jokes and I’ll be there with at least a half pint.
Liquor and Whores: The Video.
“Once I get some liquor into me, I get up and I sing this one.”
I have been looking for an excuse to try and embed a movie in one of the blog entries. And obviously – I’ve found a doozy. Enjoy the liquor and the whores, too.
Help Me. Help Me, Help You, Help Me.
I recently ordered a load of ‘finance for the handicapped’ books from Amazon as I am in an attempt to shake off Tink’s pixie dust and move out of Neverland. I also got one from my doctor about bettering one’s own health and downloaded the 7 Habits of Highly Effective people which I’ve listened to in its entirety now and also re-read The Wealthy Barber. I was speaking with a friend yesterday who was quick to point out I’m going nuts with the self help books. Like it was a bad thing.
How do y’all feel about this sort of thing? I don’t see anything wrong with wanting to educate/better one’s self, and it’s not like I’m talking to the HR people at Heaven’s Gate or anything. I couldn’t balance a piggybank at the moment, and the only thing I’ve ever aggressively invested in is liquor, which granted has a pretty quick return turnaround time if we’re talking about Southern Comfort.
My desktop Media PC TV breaking down has ultimately been a blessing in surprise, although I am paying a couple of college students to come over tomorrow morning to try to fix it. God bless CraigsList. Anyhew, I’ve had loads more time to read now that I can’t Tivo Sanford and Son reruns, and I’m going to keep the trend going. I’m interested primarily in business management, finance and personal sanity. What read should be next on my list?

