"Ho Phase"
 

Whatever you say.

Oh, THAT ED!

Naw, Bob's not my type.

New Superbowl Bet
 

Please, no. She can't sing. And don't they already have T&A (un)covered by the cheerleaders?

New Superbowl Bet
 

R Kelly or Luther.

ETA: I actually forgot that it was in Houston. For some reason, I was thinking LA. It could be "Destiny's Child."

New Superbowl Bet
 

Won't be R Kelly. If he got court permission to go to Houston, the press here would have gotten hold of it in a court filing already...

New Superbowl Bet
 

Beyonce is singing the National Anthem.

Probably the most famous performers out of Houston are ZZ Top. They were saluted at the second to last Texans home game. Clint Black would be my second guess, though technically he's from Katy, not Houston.

New Superbowl Bet
 

I can only hope its Clay Aiken - thus making an unwatchable game even more unwatchable.

Oh wow - I have 999 posts. I guess I have to stop.

World Traveling
 

Not that you care, but my mil has visited exactly 100 countries.

And I missed a state--I forgot that visiting Cincinnati requires landing in Kentucky. So, 33.

Bilmore, how cold does it have to be before the bubble trick works? I would love to see it, but at the highest temperature at which it is possible. Dang--I should have thought to try it during our week of being frozen in early this month. That was likely our only chance this winter for below-freezing daytime highs.

tm

Announcement 2
 

Speaking of fucko Miles, this guy sure made a wise choice with his acting career, huh?

http://www.htautographs.com/celebrit...es/s/shaud.JPG

He's his generation's Julianna Margulies.

"Ho Phase"
 

A couple of years ago, I decided late on a Saturday night that I wanted to be alone around other people. The closest and most convenient place for me to do this was local Sullivan's. Because it would close soon, I didn't change out of the long sleeved t-shirt and jeans I was wearing and just threw on my leather jacket. I was admittedly underdressed for the easy money set at Sullivan's, but I really didn't care. I got a table by myself, ordered a beer, and watched the replay of some football game on one of the tvs.

Before long, a reasonably attractive, reasonably intoxicated woman and asked if I was alone. She pointed over to a table of rich assholes I happened to know and announced, "I'm tired of hanging out with rich assholes." I replied, "What makes you think I'm not rich?" She asked to join me.

She soon started using such subtle lines as "Would you like to fuck me?" Though attractive, I really wasn't in the mood and tried to explain to her that I just wanted to be by myself, I had a girlfriend. "I don't care. I just want you to fuck me," she interrupted. I started to raise another objection when she leaned in and kissed me. It was a very nice kiss.

She excused herself to use the restroom and I reconsidered the course of my evening. The cocktail waitress came by to settle the tab. "You better be careful," she warned. This started my imagination racing as I wondered what kind of a woman could prompt a warning from a cocktail waitress. I decided that it wasn't worth the trouble, left the bar, and went home to some nice, safe internet porn.

I later learned from the rich assholes that she was just going through a ho phase after her divorce. Fucking cockblocking cocktail waitress.

Announcement 2
 

I call bullshit. Julianna Margulies is way hotter.

As a senior, I belonged to a practical joke group at Yale. At one meeting, someone had the idea that the next time the Whiffenpoofs were singing in public, we should attend, and vomit on or near them. We were ready to eat mashed potatoes with food coloring to make the effect even more spectacular.

The logistical problem: how to vomit on cue, without doing the finger-down-the-throat thing. Two members of our group volunteered to try ipacac syrup. At the next meeting, they reported back that instead of the spectacular projectile-vomit effect we'd hoped for, ipacac syrup makes you lie on the ground for an hour in pain with crap slowly dribbling out of your mouth.

Not so good.

In a later year, however, our group called the Whiffenpoof business manager, pretending to be the booker for the Today show, and told the Whiffenpoofs that the time of their appearance was pushed back 2 hours. They then got a bunch of people who couldn't sing to drive down to NYC at 5:00 a.m. and impersonate the Whiffenpoofs on the Today show. Good times.

New Superbowl Bet
 

If it was Rodney Crowell, I might actually watch.

Darwin takes a hit
 

:shakehd:

But we have Dany Heatley back....so all is good in Atlanta. And besides, Atlanta is like a tiny Yankee-enclave in the midst of bubba country so you cannot think that "we" agree with everything "they" do.

I so want to fuck you right now. Move over, Stephen Colbert!

"Ho Phase"
 

You should post more often.