I had just finished scarfing down my last bit of Butterscotch Budino (pudding for you laymen) at Mozza when I made the most obscure call of my professional career. I saw Bonnie Bartlett walking through the restaurant. She played Arnold Schwarzenegger and Danny DeVito's long lost mother in the masterpiece movie Twins.
I have got to be using at least 27% of my brain.
Saturday, March 31, 2007
New Friend, Old Jew
I met my brother's latest victim friend Friday night. I will preface my mockery by saying I really liked her. I liked her so much that I want to play a game at her expense. Let's play "Guess Amy's Age." Shit, did I just use air quotes? Anyway, I will describe things about her and you can guess the decade in which she was born.
Hints:
1. She drives a Scion
2. She has a Sears Mastercard
3. She once used a coupon from "The Entertainment Book" (Fucking Air Quotes) for a discount on dinner. No, the meal wasn't in the Catskills.
4. She is not a Holocaust Survivor.
The first person to guess Amy's age correctly gets two tickets to Red Buttons' Comedy tour as soon as it hits your section of Century Village.
Hints:
1. She drives a Scion
2. She has a Sears Mastercard
3. She once used a coupon from "The Entertainment Book" (Fucking Air Quotes) for a discount on dinner. No, the meal wasn't in the Catskills.
4. She is not a Holocaust Survivor.
The first person to guess Amy's age correctly gets two tickets to Red Buttons' Comedy tour as soon as it hits your section of Century Village.
Whats wrong with me?
Monday, March 26, 2007
So good
I have been searching for this clip all day. This is has got to be what Tina Turner was thinking about when she sang "Simply the Best"
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Life is like Seinfeld, just accept it
I mean that in a good way.
Today I took my first ride on the new road bike. I went with one of the best riders from a local group. Much to my surprise and his I destroyed him. No hill was too big. He spent the entire two hours sucking wind while I cruised like I was powered by a jet engine. I am an inspiration to all my friends. If I can do it anyone can. I have given Elaine the confidence to run J. Peterman.
Did I mention my riding buddy was in his late 50s and he is the youngest of his group?
Today I took my first ride on the new road bike. I went with one of the best riders from a local group. Much to my surprise and his I destroyed him. No hill was too big. He spent the entire two hours sucking wind while I cruised like I was powered by a jet engine. I am an inspiration to all my friends. If I can do it anyone can. I have given Elaine the confidence to run J. Peterman.
Did I mention my riding buddy was in his late 50s and he is the youngest of his group?
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Year of the Eyebrow Zit
The Chinese have done some miscalculations. It isn't the year of the pig, it is the year of the eyebrow zit. Those awful, painful little bastards are taking up route in unsuspecting follicles everywhere. Well, not everywhere just on eyebrows. Duh!. It is their year to shine. In the course of three months I have been overtaken.
Look away I am hideous!
Look away I am hideous!
How much would you pay for a picture?
New Bike, Old Body
After much deliberation, I just purchased my first road bicycle since I blew my Bar Mitzvah money on a sweet Peugeot 10 Speed back in '89. The new girl needs a name.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
R.I.P. Cathy Seipp
On a sad note Cathy Seipp lost her battle with lung cancer today. Even though I only met her once, I enjoyed her company and her writing. Hopefully she is in a better place.
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Ask your doctor if Lipitor is right for you
So with careful diet and vigorous masturbation exercise I was able to get my cholesterol down 53 points in 30 days. Since I was unable to drop 100, I am now taking the same medication my 70 year old mother is taking. Correction, my 69 year old mother.
I have this bet with a friend that whoever dies first has to give the surviving friend 100 bucks. Payment should be located in the vest pocket of the loser's funeral suit. What a sucker. No way I am being buried in a suit.
I have this bet with a friend that whoever dies first has to give the surviving friend 100 bucks. Payment should be located in the vest pocket of the loser's funeral suit. What a sucker. No way I am being buried in a suit.
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