Meow. That kid needs to see Super Troopers!
Ryan sent me this, courtesy of my namesake blues star. I must get these rings!
Jege sends this video along, and I’m not really sure what to say about it, except maybe, “And the lifetime achievement award for excellence in journalism, humanitarianism, philanthropy, and broadcast television goes to… Maury Povich!”
Carmen sends along this terribly sad video, and she even “laughed” at it! So insensitive.
While driving to lunch today, I was reviewing my Spanish with a disc from the library. I have to say I pretty much lost it when the voice said, “Luisa esta constipada.” What?! How is that essential basic Spanish? And why don’t they teach this word in junior high?
Turns out, that means that Luisa has a cold. How does that word make such meaningful jump from one language to the next? Anyway, I guess you could say I felt pretty embarazada.
You know if I didn’t have poker on Saturday that I’d be totally down at Pillow Fight Club MSP, if only because I’m dying to get pictures of that. I dare not let my imagination prejudge the experience.
Last Saturday night at my regular poker game, I sat back down at the table after getting a beer, only to find Ryan wearing a t-shirt with this picture on it. Moral: think before you pose on film. I’m not sure how I’ve failed to learn that lesson
It’s OK, though. There are other t-shirts to make.
How dumb would you have to be to try to rob David Copperfield? At best, he’d just going to make what he has disappear. But on a bad day, he might make you disappear. He is certainly capable.
