Welcome to the Hall, Ryno. Well deserved.
Sunday, July 31, 2005
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
7/27/05--More tales of the courthouse
Sometimes....I don't even have to try. The story just writes itself. Like when:
Broward judge chastised after dog gets loose in courhouse
By Buddy Nevins
Political Writer
Posted July 26 2005
The Broward court administrator has a bone to pick with a judge whose German shepherd got loose and chased a fellow jurist down the courthouse hallway.
Broward Circuit Judge Susan Lebow said Court Administrator Carol Lee Ortman chastised her after complaints from the other judge, whom Lebow and Ortman would not name. Ortman told Lebow never to bring 5-year-old Udah Maccabee to the courthouse again.
Pets are prohibited there, except for Seeing Eye and other dogs that assist the disabled. But because Lebow had nobody to take care of Udah Maccabee -- a variation of Judah Maccabee, the Jewish military hero of the Hanukkah story -- on July 18, the judge said she bent the rule. She left the dog alone in her chambers while she handled a cocaine trafficking case that lasted into the night.
The trouble started, Lebow said Monday, when "somebody let him out of my office, but they won't own up to it."
Soon Udah Maccabee, who weighs 113 pounds, was wandering the fourth floor. The dog spotted another judge and gave chase.
Circuit Judge Peter Weinstein, who has an office near Lebow's, spotted Udah Maccabee in the courthouse. "I saw a big dog," Weinstein said, but he declined to comment when asked if the animal chased him.
Lebow said the other judge shouldn't have overreacted.
"When somebody runs from him, he thinks they are playing and he chases," she said. "He's harmless."
Copyright © 2005, South Florida Sun-Sentinel
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Sunday, July 24, 2005
7/24/05--Kellie "The Crippler" Poe-Bowdren
So yesterday, the wife & I hike it up to West Palm Beach for another tae-kwon do tournament. This one was the prestigious "Tropic Games", which included competition in karate, fencing, weight lifting, wrestling, boxing & tae-kwon do.
I had the chance to walk over and watch some of the other events and it was pretty cool stuff. Like other tournaments, we had to sit through the whole 4 & 5 year old thing, and all the parents that go with it--all fully believing that there is no WAY that there is a child as remotely cute as their child. UGH.
So the sparring part of the tournament got going early to mid afternoon with Kellie going first in her weight//and or belt class. She was in a classification with 2 other girls, and after a drawing, it was determined that Kellie would go up against a blonde haired girl named Corey. Let's remember that in the last tournament, Kellie was
defeated by a score of 11-2, and I was happy just to see her score a couple of points. She had been working very hard on her technique and sparring during her classes, and it really showed. The bout was tied after the first round at 3-3. The 2nd round was also very close, and Kellie ended up losing by a score of 8-7. After
the match the other girl was on her chair really sucking in the air, or as they say in the wrestling business...."blown up". Kellie on the hand, was tired but not exhausted.
She was upset at first, in part because she had hurt one of her toes during a kick attempt, but I told her that she had done absolutely awesome in her match, and that I was so totally proud of her and her effort. I pointed to the other girl and asked Kellie if it looked to her like she was the winner. I told Kellie that the first match she was in, I only wanted her to get a point, and that this match I wanted her to be competitive. She had accomplished both--I was really proud of her.
A little while later, Andy had his match. A troubling pattern is forming in Andy's tournament matches. The first round, he ends up falling behind, sometimes by a large margin--and then in the 2nd round he ends up coming back and absolutely wailing on his opponent. Its like Bruce Lee shows up in the 2nd round, and his brother "Bob" (who?) shows up for the first. So once again, he made a tremendous comeback in the 2nd round, and with about 10 seconds left in the match, he has tied things up at 17-17. His opponent makes a kick at him and Andy tried to block it---with his hand. The kick hits the hand right on the wrist, and And sort of instinctively pulls his hand up and looks at it. While he's doing that, the other kid throws another kick and scores a point with 2 seconds left. Andy loses 18-17. It was a tough loss, but we were really proud of the way he came back and dominated the 2nd round.
I told Andy that if he ever figured out how to fight in round 1, he could make himself out ot be one heck of a tae-kwon do guy.
Meanwhile, the tournament has its very own Jerry Springer moment during the middle of Kellie's match, as apparently one of the contestants, after a tough loss, decided to show certain members of the audience just who # 1 was with the old middle finger display. Needless to say, said audience did not appreciate the gesture, and a minor calamity ensued. One of the mothers in the crowd and one of the coaches were throwing challenges around, offering to settle the matter on the mat.
As a lady next to me said, "aren't the coaches supposed to be setting some sort of an example to the kids?" Uh...well, yeah...as a matter of fact--they were.
Finally, as we're getting ready to leave, one of the girls in Kellie's division named Allie comes over to Kellie and tells her that there is something wrong with Corey, the girl that Kellie had fought. We walk over and see Corey laying on a stretcher, the victim of an asthma attack. We checked with a member of her family and were assured that Corey would be fine. After we found that out, we began really laying it on thick to Kellie.
"Hmm...'Kellie the Crippler'."
"Or maybe...'Killer Kellie'."
"Leave me alone!"
Parenting. Its big fun.
Later,
Jeff
I had the chance to walk over and watch some of the other events and it was pretty cool stuff. Like other tournaments, we had to sit through the whole 4 & 5 year old thing, and all the parents that go with it--all fully believing that there is no WAY that there is a child as remotely cute as their child. UGH.
So the sparring part of the tournament got going early to mid afternoon with Kellie going first in her weight//and or belt class. She was in a classification with 2 other girls, and after a drawing, it was determined that Kellie would go up against a blonde haired girl named Corey. Let's remember that in the last tournament, Kellie was
defeated by a score of 11-2, and I was happy just to see her score a couple of points. She had been working very hard on her technique and sparring during her classes, and it really showed. The bout was tied after the first round at 3-3. The 2nd round was also very close, and Kellie ended up losing by a score of 8-7. After
the match the other girl was on her chair really sucking in the air, or as they say in the wrestling business...."blown up". Kellie on the hand, was tired but not exhausted.
She was upset at first, in part because she had hurt one of her toes during a kick attempt, but I told her that she had done absolutely awesome in her match, and that I was so totally proud of her and her effort. I pointed to the other girl and asked Kellie if it looked to her like she was the winner. I told Kellie that the first match she was in, I only wanted her to get a point, and that this match I wanted her to be competitive. She had accomplished both--I was really proud of her.
A little while later, Andy had his match. A troubling pattern is forming in Andy's tournament matches. The first round, he ends up falling behind, sometimes by a large margin--and then in the 2nd round he ends up coming back and absolutely wailing on his opponent. Its like Bruce Lee shows up in the 2nd round, and his brother "Bob" (who?) shows up for the first. So once again, he made a tremendous comeback in the 2nd round, and with about 10 seconds left in the match, he has tied things up at 17-17. His opponent makes a kick at him and Andy tried to block it---with his hand. The kick hits the hand right on the wrist, and And sort of instinctively pulls his hand up and looks at it. While he's doing that, the other kid throws another kick and scores a point with 2 seconds left. Andy loses 18-17. It was a tough loss, but we were really proud of the way he came back and dominated the 2nd round.
I told Andy that if he ever figured out how to fight in round 1, he could make himself out ot be one heck of a tae-kwon do guy.
Meanwhile, the tournament has its very own Jerry Springer moment during the middle of Kellie's match, as apparently one of the contestants, after a tough loss, decided to show certain members of the audience just who # 1 was with the old middle finger display. Needless to say, said audience did not appreciate the gesture, and a minor calamity ensued. One of the mothers in the crowd and one of the coaches were throwing challenges around, offering to settle the matter on the mat.
As a lady next to me said, "aren't the coaches supposed to be setting some sort of an example to the kids?" Uh...well, yeah...as a matter of fact--they were.
Finally, as we're getting ready to leave, one of the girls in Kellie's division named Allie comes over to Kellie and tells her that there is something wrong with Corey, the girl that Kellie had fought. We walk over and see Corey laying on a stretcher, the victim of an asthma attack. We checked with a member of her family and were assured that Corey would be fine. After we found that out, we began really laying it on thick to Kellie.
"Hmm...'Kellie the Crippler'."
"Or maybe...'Killer Kellie'."
"Leave me alone!"
Parenting. Its big fun.
Later,
Jeff
Saturday, July 23, 2005
7/23/05--Do you wanna get rocked?
Joe Elliott--rock star. What a handsome son of a gun, ya know? The piece of crud had the women going crazy last night at the Seminole Hard Rock Casino in Hollywood, Florida. First time I'd ever seen Joe & Def Leppard, and it was a pretty damn great show. It also establishes a new personal record for the daddy. I can now safely say that AC/DC is no longer the loudest band I've ever heard. Holy crap! I thought my ears would be bleeding when we walked out of the arena last night. Those sons of bitches not only play, they play LOUD!
So the wife decided to join me in going to see Def Lep, even though going in
she swore that "I only know like 4 of their songs". Trust me I said, their one of those bands that you're going to end up going...."oh yeah, I forgot they did THAT song".
Sure enough, afterwards the wife not only said that she had a good time, but pronounced that Def Lep was "better than Springsteen". Rare air indeed for the boys from Sheffield, England. Joe & the guys got started about an hour late (not their fault as apparently there was some sort of electrical glitch at the arena--not a good sign considering they opened the public a WEEK ago) but definitely made up for it with a show that went just under 2 hours. They managed to hit most of their big hits, getting the biggest response in doing "Rocket", "Rock of Ages" & "Pour Some Sugar on Me". Also adding to the concert was a great video montage that played throughout the show. A rare case of the video screen NOT being a distraction from the band, but an addition to the performance. During their performance of "Rocket", the video screen filled up with images of David Bowie, Elton John, Queen and other bands that have influenced the band and who were mentioned in the lyrics of the song. Very good stuff. One of the other highlights of the show--to me at least--was the absolutely fantastic job the guys did on their two cover songs during the evening. First up was the old Badfinger song "No Matter What", followed by the David Essex hit "Rock On". Both were pleasant surprises.
You also can't go to a Def Lep show and not be totally amazed by the musicianship of drummer Rick Allen. One armed after a car accident in 1984, Allen truly puts on one hell of a show in keeping the beat going for the band. Amazing stuff. Last night was also apparently another edition of "formerly hot women, now not looking so good" night, as there were a lot of women wearing push-up bra's and skintight jeans that...ya know...probably shouldn't have been those items at this point in their life.
All in all, a terrific show, even if I may need an ear exam at this point.
Later,
Jeff
Thursday, July 21, 2005
A ghost from past appears
So the other night....I pop online the other night to check my mail....and (here's where my wife will roll her eyes) "lo & behold", I have an email from my ex-wife.
This would be the former Mrs Me # 2 for those of you keeping score. That would mean that I didn't have to think about contacting the police, like I might have if I got an email from THE OTHER ONE. Anyway, it was a surprising...almost stunning email. When I first opened it, she talked about the death of our beloved dog Misty.
Now, it has been almost 6 months since that happened, so my first initial reaction was---ya know....thanks for giving me the news. But I continued to read the letter, and it was geniunely very sweet and real. She talked about how hard it was to let Misty go, and how she knew how much I loved our "daughter". What surprised me even more---almost shocked me actually--was when she began to apologize for all the craziness that surrounded our marriage and how she hoped that one day I could forgive her for not being "the wife you deserved". I was stunned. I showed the note to Kim, not because I was violating any sort of trust, but because I don't keep anything from her (I'd like to think I learn a FEW lessons as I go along in life). She read it and said it was a very nice letter.
I waited a day or two, and wrote Kelly back. I told her that our marriage was what it was--that she had nothing to apologize for. I told her that, in hindsight, that we both had entered the marriage thinking about how we were going to change the other person. That I had learned that people generally are the way that they are, and that you either accept them or not. I told her that she was a wonderful person who had a lot to offer and that I hoped that she was doing well. And then....I added something on to the letter, and was glad I did. I told her that I had always wondered what would happen if...one day...we were in a mall or a Publix or something....and we both turned a corner and there was the other person. We might be alone, we might be with our family....what would we do? Would we greet each other with scorn or contempt...or would the years have tempered some old memories of bad things...and would we be able to greet each other as two people who had once cared about each other very much.
I was very happy when she responded to my letter again. She told me that she had also wondered about the same thing...and said that she believed that we could greet each other as two old friends. It really made my day. It made my day because her sister is married to my best friend. It made my day because I've known her sister for over 20 years and have been friends that long. It made my day because my wife has met her sister--socialized with her on more than one occasion...and that they seem to actually really like one another. It just made my life easier to know that this spectre is looming over two friendships that I hold very dearly.
It made me know that time.....maybe it can really heal some wounds.
Later,
Jeff
This would be the former Mrs Me # 2 for those of you keeping score. That would mean that I didn't have to think about contacting the police, like I might have if I got an email from THE OTHER ONE. Anyway, it was a surprising...almost stunning email. When I first opened it, she talked about the death of our beloved dog Misty.
Now, it has been almost 6 months since that happened, so my first initial reaction was---ya know....thanks for giving me the news. But I continued to read the letter, and it was geniunely very sweet and real. She talked about how hard it was to let Misty go, and how she knew how much I loved our "daughter". What surprised me even more---almost shocked me actually--was when she began to apologize for all the craziness that surrounded our marriage and how she hoped that one day I could forgive her for not being "the wife you deserved". I was stunned. I showed the note to Kim, not because I was violating any sort of trust, but because I don't keep anything from her (I'd like to think I learn a FEW lessons as I go along in life). She read it and said it was a very nice letter.
I waited a day or two, and wrote Kelly back. I told her that our marriage was what it was--that she had nothing to apologize for. I told her that, in hindsight, that we both had entered the marriage thinking about how we were going to change the other person. That I had learned that people generally are the way that they are, and that you either accept them or not. I told her that she was a wonderful person who had a lot to offer and that I hoped that she was doing well. And then....I added something on to the letter, and was glad I did. I told her that I had always wondered what would happen if...one day...we were in a mall or a Publix or something....and we both turned a corner and there was the other person. We might be alone, we might be with our family....what would we do? Would we greet each other with scorn or contempt...or would the years have tempered some old memories of bad things...and would we be able to greet each other as two people who had once cared about each other very much.
I was very happy when she responded to my letter again. She told me that she had also wondered about the same thing...and said that she believed that we could greet each other as two old friends. It really made my day. It made my day because her sister is married to my best friend. It made my day because I've known her sister for over 20 years and have been friends that long. It made my day because my wife has met her sister--socialized with her on more than one occasion...and that they seem to actually really like one another. It just made my life easier to know that this spectre is looming over two friendships that I hold very dearly.
It made me know that time.....maybe it can really heal some wounds.
Later,
Jeff
Sunday, July 17, 2005
7/17/05--Sports, music, food....and a great movie!
So I haven't mentioned it since it happened, but how about the fact that the NHL has finally gotten over their year-long collective brainfart and decided to settle its labor problems? Its time for hockey again people!! Hopefully that means a return to good hockey...and lots of fights! I love the hockey fights. Can you imagine how hard it has to be to sit there and take a shot to the face while your standing on a blade that's like less than an inch thick? Sometime in the near future, I'll take a look at our very own beloved Florida Panthers and how they look for the upcoming season. That phrase "upcoming season" never sounded so good.
Here's some thoughts on the strike and the settlement, courtesy of "The Fourth Period" website:
NHL reaches tentative deal with NHLPA
TheFourthPeriod.com
Also included in the new deal is a 24 per-cent salary rollback on the existing contracts of all NHL players, in addition to the league's total expenditure on player costs not exceeding 54 per-cent of all hockey-related revenue.
Here's some thoughts on the strike and the settlement, courtesy of "The Fourth Period" website:
NHL reaches tentative deal with NHLPA
TheFourthPeriod.com
The NHL and NHLPA have reached an agreement in principle on a new Collective Bargaining Agreement.
The NHL Board of Governors and the members of the Players' Association must approve the new six-year deal by next week before it is official.
The 600-plus page document took nine consecutive days to finalize and is believed to include a team-by-team salary cap in the range of $21 million to $39 million
Both sides are likely to accept the agreement within the next seven days, with a formal announcement expected for July 21.
Also included in the new deal is a 24 per-cent salary rollback on the existing contracts of all NHL players, in addition to the league's total expenditure on player costs not exceeding 54 per-cent of all hockey-related revenue.
The salary cap, meanwhile, will move vary as league revenues increase or decrease throughout each year of the new agreement.
After the deal is official accepted and signed by both parties, the 2005 NHL Entry Draft is the next big event.
The league has tentatively scheduled the draft for July 30 in Ottawa's Westin Hotel, where 17-year-old phenom Sidney Crosby is expected to go first overall.
The league will hold its lottery draft a week prior to the draft.
Then yesterday, as I sat around doing...ya know...pretty much nothing, I decided to
throw my latest Rod Stewart DVD into the player and give it a looksee. The cover of
the DVD looks like the sort of thing you'd find in a throwaway bin at Wal-Mart, but
don't be fooled. This is a pretty damn good DVD.
Amazon.com: DVD: Rod Stewart & Faces - The Final Concert (1974)
There are a couple of unquestioned highlights to the DVD. First of all, this may
contain the definitive version of one of my favorite Stewart songs---"I'd Rather Go
Blind". Not only is Rod in fine singing voice, but legendary guitarist Ron Wood is
joined for this and a couple of other songs by Keith Richards of The Rolling Stones.
What really makes it interesting is to watch Richards let Wood take the lead guitar
role and Ronnie just runs away with it, in a powerful performance. The video isn't
exactly state of the art, but this performance of an almost forgotten and influential
rock band is definitely worth checking out. ****
So last night the wife & I ventured out with our friends Will & Amanda (yes, THAT
Amanda) and had a very nice dinner at J. Alexander's. I hadn't been there in like
forever, but we had a very nice meal. I had the grilled pork tenderloins, which were
absolutely excellent and came in a huge portion. Definitely recommended.
After dinner, we headed over to the local movie theatre and went to see:
1) The Wedding Crashers--this may have been one of the funniest movies that I've
seen in a long, long time. I mean, this may vault into my top 10 comedies of alltime.
Right up there with Stripes, Slapshot, Young Frankenstein....its that good. Vince
Vaughn & Owen Wilson play a couple of friends who have never quite grown up,
and who...just for fun mind you....like to crash weddings so they can meet women.
The movie is bawdy, dirty, slightly raunchy....and 100% funny. Okay, maybe 98%
funny as I could've done without the whole "message" at the end. Surprise cameo
right at the end of the movie by a big movie star is also very funny in a twisted way.
Very, very good stuff and highly recommended (if you didn't figure that out by now).
****3/4
Later,
Jeff
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
7/13/05---ONE YEAR!! 2500 HITS!!
Well, as the Grateful Dead once said....
"What a long strange trip its been....."
I've been writing this blog now for one full year, and quite frankly, can't believe that I actually didn't quit! Mainly the reason I kept going was due to the loyal readership of friends and strangers who would drop me the occasional note of support or bump into me and tell me how much they enjoyed reading about my (sometimes) bizarre life. Its been fun telling you about it, maybe because I have a big mouth, or just can't shut the hell up when I should. Thanks for all your support.
Enjoy the picture of your favorite writer.....I call this one.....
Introspective writer---freezing ass off.
Later,
Jeff
"What a long strange trip its been....."
I've been writing this blog now for one full year, and quite frankly, can't believe that I actually didn't quit! Mainly the reason I kept going was due to the loyal readership of friends and strangers who would drop me the occasional note of support or bump into me and tell me how much they enjoyed reading about my (sometimes) bizarre life. Its been fun telling you about it, maybe because I have a big mouth, or just can't shut the hell up when I should. Thanks for all your support.
Enjoy the picture of your favorite writer.....I call this one.....
Introspective writer---freezing ass off.
Later,
Jeff
7/13/05--Rockin with ugly people
Ya know....I've always been more of a lover than a fighter. And when you see a "beautiful" couple share a kiss...its one thing. When you see a "thin" couple share a kiss...its one thing. Hell, when you see a "fat" couple share a kiss....its one thing.
But I think I speak for everyone when I say.....folks, we don't need to see a pair of ugly people making out in public. Especially not right in front of me. And especially, especially...not to the music of REO Speedwagon & Styx.
Talk about "Time for me to Fly".
Ahem...so the wife and I went out last night to brand new Seminole Hard Rock arena to catch a double bill of Styx & REO Speedwagon, with the show being opened up by southern rock veterans the Outlaws. Hell, around 1980 or so, that would've have been one hellacious night of rock and or roll. We get to the building, and naturally we're running late (wife's fault) so we have to go to the food court in the casino and wolf down what was quite possibly the worst hotdog that I've ever eaten. Folks, stick to the restaurants in the casino. We make it to our seats about 7:25pm (showtime at 7:30) and are quickly amazed by the number of....well....OLD people that are showing up. No, I don't mean old like my buddy Greg (hehehehe), I mean people who currently are receiving benefits from Social Security & gets regular mailings from AARP. Kim figured that it must be a case of the casino giving out some perk tickets, because she couldn't fathom some 75 yr old woman showing up last night because they really liked "Come Sail Away". Anyway, lo & behold right at 7:30 the house lights go down, and the Outlaws start playing. Their opening song was "Ghost Riders in the Sky", which was really nice of them, because that's the only Outlaws song that I knew. Kim was trying to decide if she knew these guys are not, and I put it as clearly as I felt I could:
"Okay...you got your Lynard Skynard.....and lesser Skynard would be like....Molly Hatchett. Well, lesser Molly Hatchett would be the Outlaws. Their like Skynard twice removed."
So their set if over after 4 songs, mercifully....since most of the crowd had stopped listening....and we had an intermission. After around 20 minutes, REO Speedwagon takes the stage, with lead singer Kevin "Gray and loving it" Cronin singing all of their hits. Except....the first couple of songs....Kevin's voice wasn't going quite as far or high as it used too. And I'm thinking....
Oh crap...this poor bastard can't hit the notes anymore. This concert is going to suck.
Luckily though, about 3 or 4 songs into their hour long set....Kevin's voice kicked into another gear and he sounded really good the rest of the way. Only one problem. Much like the recent show that we took in at the Office Depot Center,
Cronin started yapping between songs. That guy sure loves to hear himself talk, I'll give him that. And what was worse....not only was he telling the same freakin stories, he was telling them almost WORD FOR WORD. Kim & I were looking at one another and laughing our asses off, because we were almost able to recite the stories as Kevin was telling them. Speedwagon impressively finishes their set, another intermission (this one a WAAAAAAAAY too long 45 minutes as they set up the next stage) and then Styx came on. This was one of Kim's birthday presents, and you know....she's all about lead singer Tommy Shaw.
But I think I speak for everyone when I say.....folks, we don't need to see a pair of ugly people making out in public. Especially not right in front of me. And especially, especially...not to the music of REO Speedwagon & Styx.
Talk about "Time for me to Fly".
Ahem...so the wife and I went out last night to brand new Seminole Hard Rock arena to catch a double bill of Styx & REO Speedwagon, with the show being opened up by southern rock veterans the Outlaws. Hell, around 1980 or so, that would've have been one hellacious night of rock and or roll. We get to the building, and naturally we're running late (wife's fault) so we have to go to the food court in the casino and wolf down what was quite possibly the worst hotdog that I've ever eaten. Folks, stick to the restaurants in the casino. We make it to our seats about 7:25pm (showtime at 7:30) and are quickly amazed by the number of....well....OLD people that are showing up. No, I don't mean old like my buddy Greg (hehehehe), I mean people who currently are receiving benefits from Social Security & gets regular mailings from AARP. Kim figured that it must be a case of the casino giving out some perk tickets, because she couldn't fathom some 75 yr old woman showing up last night because they really liked "Come Sail Away". Anyway, lo & behold right at 7:30 the house lights go down, and the Outlaws start playing. Their opening song was "Ghost Riders in the Sky", which was really nice of them, because that's the only Outlaws song that I knew. Kim was trying to decide if she knew these guys are not, and I put it as clearly as I felt I could:
"Okay...you got your Lynard Skynard.....and lesser Skynard would be like....Molly Hatchett. Well, lesser Molly Hatchett would be the Outlaws. Their like Skynard twice removed."
So their set if over after 4 songs, mercifully....since most of the crowd had stopped listening....and we had an intermission. After around 20 minutes, REO Speedwagon takes the stage, with lead singer Kevin "Gray and loving it" Cronin singing all of their hits. Except....the first couple of songs....Kevin's voice wasn't going quite as far or high as it used too. And I'm thinking....
Oh crap...this poor bastard can't hit the notes anymore. This concert is going to suck.
Luckily though, about 3 or 4 songs into their hour long set....Kevin's voice kicked into another gear and he sounded really good the rest of the way. Only one problem. Much like the recent show that we took in at the Office Depot Center,
Cronin started yapping between songs. That guy sure loves to hear himself talk, I'll give him that. And what was worse....not only was he telling the same freakin stories, he was telling them almost WORD FOR WORD. Kim & I were looking at one another and laughing our asses off, because we were almost able to recite the stories as Kevin was telling them. Speedwagon impressively finishes their set, another intermission (this one a WAAAAAAAAY too long 45 minutes as they set up the next stage) and then Styx came on. This was one of Kim's birthday presents, and you know....she's all about lead singer Tommy Shaw.
I mean...what he has over me.....besides the talent and good looks....I'll never know!
Anywho...so Styx comes on for a slightly abbreviated set, since the intermission was so stinkin long. The unquestioned highlight of their show, at least to me, was their live cover of the old Beatles song "I Am the Walrus". I had never heard that song done live by ANYONE...and they friggin ripped the lid off the place by absolutely taking the song and making it their own. Now....think about that. Someone taking a BEATLES song...and making it their own. Very, very impressive to say the least.
One of the funniest moments (unintentionally of course) was during the encore. Styx comes out and launches into a fierce performance of their old arena rock standard "Renegade". The guy next to me, who's been pretty subdued and lowkey the whole night, suddenly starts working the air drums, just singing his ass off. He finally turns to me and says....no lie here.....
"Man, I can't believe their doing this song."
"Well, its not a huge surprise...from what I understand they always do this song on their encores."
"Really?"
"Yeah...that's what I hear."
"Wow...I can't believe it....especially, yaknow...because this is a Kansas song."
"This isn't a Kansas song. It's a Styx song."
"Really? Are you sure?"
How did that guy get a ticket?
The other item of note from the evening was the couple in front of us. Oh boy. Where do I begin? The guy was a full blooded Seminole Indian...complete with the really long hair and all. The real problem was his girlfriend. She looked like she entered a hatchet fight and came in last place. I mean she was dog ass ugly.
And during the concert, the guy would stand up and sing part of the song....and then lean down and just start making out with the girl. I mean, total "these two need to get a room" type of stuff. And the girl is just loving it (I'm sure), and watching with this huge smile on her face as her boyfriend would shriek out....
"PLAY LADY BLUE!! PLAY LADY BLUE!!"
The one song from their hit collection that Styx did not play?
Lady Blue. Too funny. Almost as funny//scary as watching ugly love. Talk about your Hi Infidelity. Yikes!
Later,
Jeff
Saturday, July 9, 2005
7/10/05---Movie reviews!
So last weekend I took in a ton of movies, some I had seen before and was watching again--but have never reviewed here---and some I was seeing for the first time. Like for instance:
1) War of the Worlds--First things first. Is Tom Cruise just a huge asshole or what?
What in the name of Sam Hill would he know about a woman with post partem depression? Ahem....now, with that out of the way....I liked the movie, liked the special effects...liked the whole "nasty aliens" concept....but.....he should've gotten someone else besides Cruise to be his leading man. First of all, the kid who plays Tom's son in the movie--his 16 yr old son by the way--is like a full head taller than him. I would've preferred your Tom Hanks or Mel Gibson in this role. Cruise just doesn't seem old enough for the part, not to mention tall enough. All that aside, the movie is good popcorn stuff, and Dakota Fanning has officially replaced the kid from the Sixth Sense as best kid actor going today. ***3/4 (mostly for good effects)
2) Fallen--years ago I saw a great "B" movie called "The Hidden" with Michael Nouri & Kyle McLaghen about this alien who came to earth and who could jump from body to body until the host body could no longer sustain him. Somewhat similar here in this Denzel Washington movie except its not an alien who's jumping from body to body---its a...um....ya know...demon. Pretty creepy stuff and a very good supporting cast, including Donald Sutherland, John Goodman & James Gandolfini. ***1/2
3) Shrek--finally got around to watching the DVD of this excellent animated film and it still holds up. This is the best work Eddie Murphy has done, in his hilarious supporting performance as "donkey", since he did "Coming to America"---and that was like 2 lifetimes ago. ****
4) Shrek 2--Murphy is really funny again, but gets the movie stolen right out from underneath him by....no kidding here.....ANTONIO BANDERAS. He is flatout a riot as "Puss N Boots"--deadly feline assassin. He's worth the price of admission all by himself, but is aided further by some terrific spoofs, including a great one near the film's end of American Idol. Really, really funny and one of those rare sequels that is better than the original. ****1/4
6) Bourne Identity--I've said it before, I'll say it again. Ben Affleck wanted to be a movie star, Matt Damon decided to become an actor. That's why all of Damon's movie are so much better than his longtime friend's. This is a topnotch spy thriller, probably just about what Brad Pitt & Robert Redford were shooting for a few ago when they made "Spy Game". Great story, good performances by a stellar cast (including Chris Cooper, Brian Cox, Franka Potente & Julia Stiles) & some excellent action scenes. Probably the best film of its type since "Ronin", and if you know me--that's high praise. ****1/2
7) Bourne Supremacy--and just when I say that---this one is just a click better than the original. That almost never happens, and I watch two examples in one long weekend! Stellar supporting cast is joined by the always good Joan Allen & a terrific car chase, adding up to a slightly better than the original film. ****3/4
8) Terror By Night---the old Sherlock Holmes thriller pops up on TCM one morning! These films were terrific fun, especially the ones that were made as well as this one. Basil Rathbone as Holmes & Nigel Bruce as Dr. Watson were always loads of fun, and this is one of their better entries. ***1/2
9) Saboteur--I'm a huge fan of Hitchcock...especially his stuff from the 40's & 50's, when he was at his creative zenith (at least in my opinion). This fine film, although now slightly dated, is essentially a very fun chase film across the United States as the traditional "wrongly accused man" (here's its Robert Cummings) is aided by the blond woman (Priscilla Lane--very underrated actress and a knockout to boot) as they try and stop a group of Nazi spies from sabotage. Great stuff! ****
10) Blood on the Sun--to be honest with you, this film was a gift from my parents.
Its a James Cagney film, which is good---but it wasn't supposedly one of his better films--which is bad. Surprisingly though, this is a very solid film, as Cagney plays a news reporter covering Japan in pre-WWII days. Some of the "Japanese" are pretty embarassing, as they're portrayed by americans in pretty bad makeup, but the storyline is fairly exciting. Hey, its no "White Heat", but its not bad and better than I thought it would be. ***
11) Boys of the City--the other film that my parents got me, and fun in a goofy Abbot & Costello sort of way. The East Side Kids, lead by Leo Gorcey, who would later become a Dead End Kid & finally a Bowery Boy....go out intothe country and get involved in a haunted house & a crooked judge (say what!!).
Goofy Saturday afternoon fun, although one particular character is so overbroad in his portrayal that you'll be embarassed for the film. **3/4
Later,
Jeff
1) War of the Worlds--First things first. Is Tom Cruise just a huge asshole or what?
What in the name of Sam Hill would he know about a woman with post partem depression? Ahem....now, with that out of the way....I liked the movie, liked the special effects...liked the whole "nasty aliens" concept....but.....he should've gotten someone else besides Cruise to be his leading man. First of all, the kid who plays Tom's son in the movie--his 16 yr old son by the way--is like a full head taller than him. I would've preferred your Tom Hanks or Mel Gibson in this role. Cruise just doesn't seem old enough for the part, not to mention tall enough. All that aside, the movie is good popcorn stuff, and Dakota Fanning has officially replaced the kid from the Sixth Sense as best kid actor going today. ***3/4 (mostly for good effects)
2) Fallen--years ago I saw a great "B" movie called "The Hidden" with Michael Nouri & Kyle McLaghen about this alien who came to earth and who could jump from body to body until the host body could no longer sustain him. Somewhat similar here in this Denzel Washington movie except its not an alien who's jumping from body to body---its a...um....ya know...demon. Pretty creepy stuff and a very good supporting cast, including Donald Sutherland, John Goodman & James Gandolfini. ***1/2
3) Shrek--finally got around to watching the DVD of this excellent animated film and it still holds up. This is the best work Eddie Murphy has done, in his hilarious supporting performance as "donkey", since he did "Coming to America"---and that was like 2 lifetimes ago. ****
4) Shrek 2--Murphy is really funny again, but gets the movie stolen right out from underneath him by....no kidding here.....ANTONIO BANDERAS. He is flatout a riot as "Puss N Boots"--deadly feline assassin. He's worth the price of admission all by himself, but is aided further by some terrific spoofs, including a great one near the film's end of American Idol. Really, really funny and one of those rare sequels that is better than the original. ****1/4
6) Bourne Identity--I've said it before, I'll say it again. Ben Affleck wanted to be a movie star, Matt Damon decided to become an actor. That's why all of Damon's movie are so much better than his longtime friend's. This is a topnotch spy thriller, probably just about what Brad Pitt & Robert Redford were shooting for a few ago when they made "Spy Game". Great story, good performances by a stellar cast (including Chris Cooper, Brian Cox, Franka Potente & Julia Stiles) & some excellent action scenes. Probably the best film of its type since "Ronin", and if you know me--that's high praise. ****1/2
7) Bourne Supremacy--and just when I say that---this one is just a click better than the original. That almost never happens, and I watch two examples in one long weekend! Stellar supporting cast is joined by the always good Joan Allen & a terrific car chase, adding up to a slightly better than the original film. ****3/4
8) Terror By Night---the old Sherlock Holmes thriller pops up on TCM one morning! These films were terrific fun, especially the ones that were made as well as this one. Basil Rathbone as Holmes & Nigel Bruce as Dr. Watson were always loads of fun, and this is one of their better entries. ***1/2
9) Saboteur--I'm a huge fan of Hitchcock...especially his stuff from the 40's & 50's, when he was at his creative zenith (at least in my opinion). This fine film, although now slightly dated, is essentially a very fun chase film across the United States as the traditional "wrongly accused man" (here's its Robert Cummings) is aided by the blond woman (Priscilla Lane--very underrated actress and a knockout to boot) as they try and stop a group of Nazi spies from sabotage. Great stuff! ****
10) Blood on the Sun--to be honest with you, this film was a gift from my parents.
Its a James Cagney film, which is good---but it wasn't supposedly one of his better films--which is bad. Surprisingly though, this is a very solid film, as Cagney plays a news reporter covering Japan in pre-WWII days. Some of the "Japanese" are pretty embarassing, as they're portrayed by americans in pretty bad makeup, but the storyline is fairly exciting. Hey, its no "White Heat", but its not bad and better than I thought it would be. ***
11) Boys of the City--the other film that my parents got me, and fun in a goofy Abbot & Costello sort of way. The East Side Kids, lead by Leo Gorcey, who would later become a Dead End Kid & finally a Bowery Boy....go out intothe country and get involved in a haunted house & a crooked judge (say what!!).
Goofy Saturday afternoon fun, although one particular character is so overbroad in his portrayal that you'll be embarassed for the film. **3/4
Later,
Jeff
7/9/05---Does weather affect your brain?
The above question came into play today as we dealt with the outside edge of Hurricane Dennis here in south Florida. Kim & I were woken up around 5am by the wind howling outside of our bedroom and the flashes of lightening. It was pretty ugly, but nothing compared to what the people of Key West & Cuba got hit with, or what the folks along the Gulf Coast might be facing pretty soon. (Let's hope it stays away from my brother & his family in the Florida panhandle) However, the bad weather that hit us here in south Florida inspired our question of the day---does the weather affect your brain? Well, I didn't think so.....but the lovely Kellie Poe-Bowdren may have convinced me otherwise today with some of her comments.
We decided to take a drive down to the beach late this afternoon to take a look at how the weather was impacting the surf. So we're having a conversation in the car, and at the time Kellie & I were talking about last week's horrible television presentation of the Live 8 concert. Don't get me wrong....I didn't mind the concert itself---I hated the fact that the stupid v.j.'s kept cutting away from the music to talk to some idiot in the audience who had driven 200 miles to be there. Who cares?
Anyway, this afternoon they were rebroadcasting the concert and---here's a concept---they were only showing the music! Anyway, right before we left Kim & I were watching R.E.M. perform their song "Man on the Moon", and I was talking about how amazing it was that lead singer Michael Stipe had written a song that included references to Sir Isaac Newton, Darwin & the biblical problems in Egypt that the asp presented.....all that and the song was a huge hit! So I'm talking to Kellie about this and she let's fly with this gem:
1) "When Isaac Newton got hit on the head with the apple, did it make him smarter?"
Now, if Andy had come up with a question like that....we'd be used to it. But Kellie doesn't usually offer up questions like that. So we visit the beach, and the surf is absolutely insane. We had a guy who had been bodysurfing come up and tell me that it was the roughest he had seen the ocean in his whole life. So we continue to drive up A1A and stealing a glance towards the water through the rows of hotels and condo's and Kellie says:
2) "Mom...are all the beaches here connected?"
Say what? Hey...that isn't one of the great Lakes your looking at! That's the ATLANTIC ocean! So after driving around awhile, we stop to have a little dinner at Bobby Rubino's rib joint. Andy naturally decides, since he's at a rib place, to order---chicken parm. Don't ask. So Kim gets an order of onion rings as an appetizer and when they come out...Kellie asks if they're the kinds of onions that make you cry. Kim says that onions only make you cry when you're cutting them raw, and the way you take care of that problem is to put a match in your mouth.
3) "You light a match and put it in your mouth?"
Well no honey, that would cause a slightly different problem....although the whole crying from the onion would probably be forgotten about. So we're really giving her the business about some of the stuff she's blurting out today and then she closes with this little gem:
4) "Maybe I'm asking stupid questions because of the bad weather."
My daughter. I love her.....but she was having one of those days.
Later,
Jeff
We decided to take a drive down to the beach late this afternoon to take a look at how the weather was impacting the surf. So we're having a conversation in the car, and at the time Kellie & I were talking about last week's horrible television presentation of the Live 8 concert. Don't get me wrong....I didn't mind the concert itself---I hated the fact that the stupid v.j.'s kept cutting away from the music to talk to some idiot in the audience who had driven 200 miles to be there. Who cares?
Anyway, this afternoon they were rebroadcasting the concert and---here's a concept---they were only showing the music! Anyway, right before we left Kim & I were watching R.E.M. perform their song "Man on the Moon", and I was talking about how amazing it was that lead singer Michael Stipe had written a song that included references to Sir Isaac Newton, Darwin & the biblical problems in Egypt that the asp presented.....all that and the song was a huge hit! So I'm talking to Kellie about this and she let's fly with this gem:
1) "When Isaac Newton got hit on the head with the apple, did it make him smarter?"
Now, if Andy had come up with a question like that....we'd be used to it. But Kellie doesn't usually offer up questions like that. So we visit the beach, and the surf is absolutely insane. We had a guy who had been bodysurfing come up and tell me that it was the roughest he had seen the ocean in his whole life. So we continue to drive up A1A and stealing a glance towards the water through the rows of hotels and condo's and Kellie says:
2) "Mom...are all the beaches here connected?"
Say what? Hey...that isn't one of the great Lakes your looking at! That's the ATLANTIC ocean! So after driving around awhile, we stop to have a little dinner at Bobby Rubino's rib joint. Andy naturally decides, since he's at a rib place, to order---chicken parm. Don't ask. So Kim gets an order of onion rings as an appetizer and when they come out...Kellie asks if they're the kinds of onions that make you cry. Kim says that onions only make you cry when you're cutting them raw, and the way you take care of that problem is to put a match in your mouth.
3) "You light a match and put it in your mouth?"
Well no honey, that would cause a slightly different problem....although the whole crying from the onion would probably be forgotten about. So we're really giving her the business about some of the stuff she's blurting out today and then she closes with this little gem:
4) "Maybe I'm asking stupid questions because of the bad weather."
My daughter. I love her.....but she was having one of those days.
Later,
Jeff
Friday, July 8, 2005
7/8/05---Shoulder rehab---w/the Marquis De Sade
So my left shoulder has been slowly getting worse and worse, and I'm not exactly sure what I did to it, whether it was some anonymous injury from awhile back (and by that I mean like a few years ago) or something recent. But last week it was absolutely killing me, to the point where I actually asked if I could leave early.....
"because my shoulder is killing me". I swear to God, I've never used an excuse that seemingly stupid to leave work early before. But it was true. And, thanks to the new federal "HIPPA" guidelines, an excuse that apparently stupid is granted immediately. But I go home, and I'm telling the wife that I'm hurting, and she asks if I want to meet her one day at her work (Healthsouth) and have one of the physical therapists look at it. Well, at first, I sort of blew it off, thinking I could just suck it up a little and get through it. And the next day, it really wasn't bothering me. Fast forward to this past Wednesday, and its killing me again. This time I took the wife up on the offer and went to her work and got examined by her friend Amanda May. Now, Amanda is a wonderful person who Kim and I have gone out with socially.
She and her husband Willie are very nice people. But....something happens when Amanda walks through those Healthsouth doors. She becomes:
"Amanda May Cause You Extreme Pain & Discomfort"
Amanda truly enjoys her work. Poor Willie. I hope she isn't this vicious at home.
Wednesday was just some twisting and stretching followed by some coldpacks and just some electric stimulation on the shoulder area. Today? OMAN. Today, she has me face down and is pushing on my back and shoulder and I feel muscles and joints moving...ya know....that shouldn't be moving. Then she asks me to lay on my side...and what happened next is absolutely the truth. She's preparing to twist and contort me again....and the stereo is on in the background. And right at that moment, Elvis comes on. A little bit of "Suspicious Minds". You know that one, don't you? Here's how it starts out.....
"Why can't you see.....what you're doing to me....."
I looked up at Amanda and said.....
"Sort of ironic what old E just said, huh?"
She laughed, but it didn't stop her from twisting. But the truth is, I did feel better afterwards, and my range of motion was improved. Amanda is a miracle worker.
She brought me from being stiff & sore to being.....um.....pretty much just sore.
Rehabilitation.....its not for everyone.
Later,
Jeff
"because my shoulder is killing me". I swear to God, I've never used an excuse that seemingly stupid to leave work early before. But it was true. And, thanks to the new federal "HIPPA" guidelines, an excuse that apparently stupid is granted immediately. But I go home, and I'm telling the wife that I'm hurting, and she asks if I want to meet her one day at her work (Healthsouth) and have one of the physical therapists look at it. Well, at first, I sort of blew it off, thinking I could just suck it up a little and get through it. And the next day, it really wasn't bothering me. Fast forward to this past Wednesday, and its killing me again. This time I took the wife up on the offer and went to her work and got examined by her friend Amanda May. Now, Amanda is a wonderful person who Kim and I have gone out with socially.
She and her husband Willie are very nice people. But....something happens when Amanda walks through those Healthsouth doors. She becomes:
"Amanda May Cause You Extreme Pain & Discomfort"
Amanda truly enjoys her work. Poor Willie. I hope she isn't this vicious at home.
Wednesday was just some twisting and stretching followed by some coldpacks and just some electric stimulation on the shoulder area. Today? OMAN. Today, she has me face down and is pushing on my back and shoulder and I feel muscles and joints moving...ya know....that shouldn't be moving. Then she asks me to lay on my side...and what happened next is absolutely the truth. She's preparing to twist and contort me again....and the stereo is on in the background. And right at that moment, Elvis comes on. A little bit of "Suspicious Minds". You know that one, don't you? Here's how it starts out.....
"Why can't you see.....what you're doing to me....."
I looked up at Amanda and said.....
"Sort of ironic what old E just said, huh?"
She laughed, but it didn't stop her from twisting. But the truth is, I did feel better afterwards, and my range of motion was improved. Amanda is a miracle worker.
She brought me from being stiff & sore to being.....um.....pretty much just sore.
Rehabilitation.....its not for everyone.
Later,
Jeff
Tuesday, July 5, 2005
7/5/05---The word of the day is...."slight pressure"
So the other day, the wife and I are out on our new "walking program", wherein we walk 3 times per week and go up from 1 mile the first night, to 2 miles the 2nd night, and so on and so on. So while we're walking, I'm telling some story and I use the phrase...."run amok". And Kim looks at me and says:
"What the hell is that? The 'word for the day'?"
"Whatta ya mean?"
"Well, ya know....you used that expression yesterday at dinnertime. Now, you're using it again....its like its the word of the day or something."
Now, this was a couple of weeks after my wife had gotten on my case for using the phrase....."lo & behold"....when talking to the kids. I have to admit that I stole that one from one of the judges at the courthouse. But anyway, I decided that we have a new word for today.....and ladies and gentlemen....that word is..."slight pressure".
Please try and remember....."slight pressure"....as I regale you with details of what happened to me today.
I had to go for my checkup today....fairly routine stuff, blood pressure (holding steady thank you), cholestral (going down), blood work (everything okeydokey)....and then...(drumroll).....oh boy......the big one. Every man, post 40 that is....their worst nightmare.....the old, ya know.....rectal exam (YIKES!).
Just saying it scares me. I gotta tell you....after the exam....I'm confident in saying---I could never be gay. I have nothing againt them personally (Not that there's anything wrong with that!), but the whole....hmmm...."invasion" process. Very uncomfortable to say the least. I was actually a very good patient because I had emotionally prepared myself for the big event, and the doctor was going to do it another time....and I reminded him that I was....(gulp).....due. So I lay back, and he tells me to "lay in a fetal position on my side". Holy crap was I glad that the video camera wasn't rolling. And then.....and then friends of mine...he utters these words:
"You might feel a 'slight pressure'."
"Slight pressure"??
I guess he meant 'slight pressure' the way that Krakatoa was a 'slight volcano'. Or the way that Hurricane Andrew was a 'slight storm'. He's doing the exam and I'm thinking he's searching for his freakin car keys or something. 'Slight pressure'?
It got to the point where I thought:
I didn't ask for a tonsil check, did I?
Yeesh. And then, it was over. And he was happy to report, ya know, that everything was okay (I hate to use the phrase 'looking good' when discussing an exam of this sort) and that I would not being needing the dreaded (shudder).....
followup visit. And gentlemen....you KNOW what that would've meant...(shudder).
Overall though, other than the "slight pressure", it went well. Meanwhile, I think I'll look for a new...."word for the day". I think I'm quite done with...."slight pressure".
Later,
Jeff
"What the hell is that? The 'word for the day'?"
"Whatta ya mean?"
"Well, ya know....you used that expression yesterday at dinnertime. Now, you're using it again....its like its the word of the day or something."
Now, this was a couple of weeks after my wife had gotten on my case for using the phrase....."lo & behold"....when talking to the kids. I have to admit that I stole that one from one of the judges at the courthouse. But anyway, I decided that we have a new word for today.....and ladies and gentlemen....that word is..."slight pressure".
Please try and remember....."slight pressure"....as I regale you with details of what happened to me today.
I had to go for my checkup today....fairly routine stuff, blood pressure (holding steady thank you), cholestral (going down), blood work (everything okeydokey)....and then...(drumroll).....oh boy......the big one. Every man, post 40 that is....their worst nightmare.....the old, ya know.....rectal exam (YIKES!).
Just saying it scares me. I gotta tell you....after the exam....I'm confident in saying---I could never be gay. I have nothing againt them personally (Not that there's anything wrong with that!), but the whole....hmmm...."invasion" process. Very uncomfortable to say the least. I was actually a very good patient because I had emotionally prepared myself for the big event, and the doctor was going to do it another time....and I reminded him that I was....(gulp).....due. So I lay back, and he tells me to "lay in a fetal position on my side". Holy crap was I glad that the video camera wasn't rolling. And then.....and then friends of mine...he utters these words:
"You might feel a 'slight pressure'."
"Slight pressure"??
I guess he meant 'slight pressure' the way that Krakatoa was a 'slight volcano'. Or the way that Hurricane Andrew was a 'slight storm'. He's doing the exam and I'm thinking he's searching for his freakin car keys or something. 'Slight pressure'?
It got to the point where I thought:
I didn't ask for a tonsil check, did I?
Yeesh. And then, it was over. And he was happy to report, ya know, that everything was okay (I hate to use the phrase 'looking good' when discussing an exam of this sort) and that I would not being needing the dreaded (shudder).....
followup visit. And gentlemen....you KNOW what that would've meant...(shudder).
Overall though, other than the "slight pressure", it went well. Meanwhile, I think I'll look for a new...."word for the day". I think I'm quite done with...."slight pressure".
Later,
Jeff
Sunday, July 3, 2005
7/3/05---Definition of an asshole
Folks, I can't make this shit up......what a piece of crap this asshole is.....
--Yesterday's Sacramento Bee at www.sacticket.com/import/story/13160084p-14003710c.html has a story previewing Hulk Hogan's new TV show and mentioned his being at the Arco Arena show tomorrow night. The b.s. was Hogan level deep. He claimed all four networks were after him to do a reality show years ago, but he was too busy working WWE against The Rock at the time. He said he didn't want that many people in his house, but is doing it to give her daughter a level playing field. What is it, the rest of the teenage rock divas take steroids? He should he'd be with the WWE until he's around 71. He said he really hated Roddy Piper and once again claimed he was serious about running for president in 2000 until Ted Turner laid out what he needed to do and then he got scared. Well, that's new explanation No. 42,008 on that one. The best one was when he used to say he was going to do it, and polls showed that he would have won, but his son Nick talked him out of it because they talked about how presidential candidates are sometimes assassinated.
No, really.....I AM an asshole!!
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--Yesterday's Sacramento Bee at www.sacticket.com/import/story/13160084p-14003710c.html has a story previewing Hulk Hogan's new TV show and mentioned his being at the Arco Arena show tomorrow night. The b.s. was Hogan level deep. He claimed all four networks were after him to do a reality show years ago, but he was too busy working WWE against The Rock at the time. He said he didn't want that many people in his house, but is doing it to give her daughter a level playing field. What is it, the rest of the teenage rock divas take steroids? He should he'd be with the WWE until he's around 71. He said he really hated Roddy Piper and once again claimed he was serious about running for president in 2000 until Ted Turner laid out what he needed to do and then he got scared. Well, that's new explanation No. 42,008 on that one. The best one was when he used to say he was going to do it, and polls showed that he would have won, but his son Nick talked him out of it because they talked about how presidential candidates are sometimes assassinated.
No, really.....I AM an asshole!!
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Friday, July 1, 2005
7/1/05---Its all about educating the children
So in my never ending quest to continue the proper education of my children, I showed my kids "Stripes" the other night. Truly a classic and one of Bill Murray's best films ever. So you may remember early in the movie, Murray's character, John Winger, has had a really bad day. His car has been repo'ed, he dropped the pizza he brought home for dinner (along with his girlfriend's laundry) and now tells her that he's also lost his job......again.
"I've had a really bad day," he says to her.
So she comes walking out of the bathroom, wearing a shirt that is totally open, exposing.....ya know.....the cantaloupes. The breasts. Every man's best two best friends---but I digress. So as the scene unfolds, I turn to my son Andy and say (half seriously):
"Okay Andy, turn your head so you don't see this."
"Its okay, I've seen stuff like this at school."
"Excuse me???"
"Yeah...we watched Romeo & Juliet and there was a nude scene in that."
Hmmm....don't remember get a memo regarding THAT from the school. Good to see my kid is receiving a proper education. I wonder if his senior year will present:
"Traci Lords---The Early Years"
Meanwhile, on the other side was young Kellie Poe-Bowdren the other morning.
I had taken a day off of work (hey, I was DUE), and so I'm sitting in front of the t.v. reading the newspaper, and Kellie comes out and is sitting watching what's on.
"What's this that's on?" she asks me.
"Oh...that's the 3 Stooges. You've never seen them before?"
"Nope."
And she proceeds to sit with me for the next hour, watching the adventures of Moe, Larry & Curly---with the occasional Shemp. None of that Curly Joe crap.
And she's laughing her butt off. Loving every minute of it. Then, Mom gets home.
"Kelly," I say, "did you tell your Mom what we watched today on television?"
"Oh yeah," she replies, "we watched the 3 Stooges."
"And you liked it?" Kim asked.
"Yeah...it was really funny."
"You're not supposed to like that."
"Why?"
"Because women do not like the 3 Stooges," Kim explains. "Its strictly a guy thing."
"I thought it was funny."
Ya know, 10 or 15 years from now.....the guy she marries is going to thank me for taking the time and effort to educate my daughter on the really important things.
Like the Stooges. Like how Curly was the really funny one. Ya know, stuff like that.
Later,
Jeff
"I've had a really bad day," he says to her.
So she comes walking out of the bathroom, wearing a shirt that is totally open, exposing.....ya know.....the cantaloupes. The breasts. Every man's best two best friends---but I digress. So as the scene unfolds, I turn to my son Andy and say (half seriously):
"Okay Andy, turn your head so you don't see this."
"Its okay, I've seen stuff like this at school."
"Excuse me???"
"Yeah...we watched Romeo & Juliet and there was a nude scene in that."
Hmmm....don't remember get a memo regarding THAT from the school. Good to see my kid is receiving a proper education. I wonder if his senior year will present:
"Traci Lords---The Early Years"
Meanwhile, on the other side was young Kellie Poe-Bowdren the other morning.
I had taken a day off of work (hey, I was DUE), and so I'm sitting in front of the t.v. reading the newspaper, and Kellie comes out and is sitting watching what's on.
"What's this that's on?" she asks me.
"Oh...that's the 3 Stooges. You've never seen them before?"
"Nope."
And she proceeds to sit with me for the next hour, watching the adventures of Moe, Larry & Curly---with the occasional Shemp. None of that Curly Joe crap.
And she's laughing her butt off. Loving every minute of it. Then, Mom gets home.
"Kelly," I say, "did you tell your Mom what we watched today on television?"
"Oh yeah," she replies, "we watched the 3 Stooges."
"And you liked it?" Kim asked.
"Yeah...it was really funny."
"You're not supposed to like that."
"Why?"
"Because women do not like the 3 Stooges," Kim explains. "Its strictly a guy thing."
"I thought it was funny."
Ya know, 10 or 15 years from now.....the guy she marries is going to thank me for taking the time and effort to educate my daughter on the really important things.
Like the Stooges. Like how Curly was the really funny one. Ya know, stuff like that.
Later,
Jeff
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