Wednesday, July 18, 2012

True or false.....

According to, the wee isle of Nantucket is "a posh island resort".

Dear readers who frequent the lil' rock o' Nantucket: is this true?

Or would you say this is false?
(about the posh resortyness of it all, I mean)

And before you decide, please note that the following movies are set in a "posh island resort":

I Still Know What You Did Last Summer
Evil Under the Sun
The Marine 2
You see a pattern here? I surely do.

Uh oh the Gods are pissed!

There is a wicked storm just passing to the north of the office today.

This is at 2pm or so today.

Scary looking. Also with lightning - sheets and bolts.

Friday, July 13, 2012

Oh Bobby K, please don't. Just, don't.

Trust me, I think everyone should be doing "it" until they drop dead. People move on in life and that is a good thing.

However there is something about this:

That reminds me of that:

This is just not gonna end well. No, not at all.

Saturday, July 07, 2012

I am not the only one who does this, right?

I noticed that when I hear gunshots, I count the minutes between shots fired and police sirens the same way I count the seconds between a lightning flash and a thunderclap to see how far away the storm is.

And yes, I can tell the difference between a firecracker and a gun shot. Firecrackers don't wake me up at 12:40am.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

A new entry in the Canon of Truly Useless Crap

A two mile bridal train has got to be the most pointless thing created by man, after the square wheel, of course.

If you can convince me of the artistic merit or relative social value of a two mile long veil, I will mail you a two dollar bill.


Friday, March 16, 2012

Skunk or Weed?

There is a section on my street that every so often seriously stinks like skunk. 

Super pungent skunk.

But since it happens in the same general area, at about the same general time, more than once a week I am beginning to think it might not be a skunk. 

I think someone rolled one of these:

Doooonnnn't bogaaart that joinnnnnt m'friend....

Ooh, I need some Cheetos.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Thanks for nothing Clint!

I went to Loudon on Sunday for the Sprint Cup race. Yep, I love NASCAR.

In the fantasy league I belong to we get to pick drivers once per season so the trick is to use your drivers wisely. You have to figure who performs best on which track, consider how well they are doing during the season, look at stats...  Yah, something like that.

Personally I have my own secret formula for picking a driver that involves glitter and unicorns and a couple of secret calculations and it worked awesome last year (I placed FIRST yah!!). This year, not so much. NASCAR changed up the points system so that sort of makes it tough to make significant headway. Oh well.

This weekend I picked Clint Bowyer and he was doing AWESOME until about lap 296 of 300 when he RAN OUT OF GAS.


Dude races cars for a living and doesn't know enough to gas up? Dumbo.

My almost first place finish evaporated into a 26th place finish. *Le sigh*

Well, the two chicks play-fighting in the parking lot after the race made up for it when one girl hooked her thumb into the waistband of the other girl's thong and pulled it up.... up.... up and over her head. YOUPAAAH!!!

(For those who aren't familiar with thongs and anatomy, the best way to describe it is taking a wire cheese slicer to a hunk o cheddar.)

The best part is when all the lines got blurred. The boyfriends of the two battlin' babes tried to breaking them up by dumping ice water on them, but there was something smoldering there that ice water wasn't going to put out. To this casual observer it looked more like foreplay than horseplay. What with the giggle and the underpants grabbing...

Then they starting pulling the shirts off, and for some reason modesty kicked in and they jumped up and drove off.

So there was that. And it kind of made up for the sh*tty finish.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Hmmm. I am not sure THAT is the reaction they were looking for....

Check out the "reaction" to Myra Kraft's passing on today:

In case you can't read it:

I mean, considering how the actress Megan Fox allegedly got fired for comparing director Michael Bay to Hitler, it's kinda rude to post a link to a Megan Fox SexClip in reaction to the passing of a tireless fundraiser who also happened to be of the Jewish faith. 

Just goes to show you that people really will say things online that they wouldn't likely say face to face. I mean, I am pretty certain that DenboerMasakoAH wouldn't go to the funeral to sell porn to the Kraft family. 

Although when it comes to the nerve of some people, I've been wrong before.