Friday, May 20, 2011

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Ray Price

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Turtle Races

Monday, May 16, 2011

Meat Loaf Mondays! Pt.3

Another Meat Loaf Monday.

It doesn't get much better than this.



Friday, May 13, 2011

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

12 hours later...

That's a 3 pound chuck roast from the Beef Palace, carrots, potatoes, onion, garlic, and a Liptons onion soup mix packet. 12 hours on low in the Croc Pot.




Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Finally...

Drivin' back from visiting grandma at the hospital I looked down just in time to see me turn 91,000 in my 1967 VW. Dig it.


Monday, May 09, 2011

Meat Loaf Mondays! Pt.2

One of the best breakup songs of all time. Meat is explaining to this broad that it doesn't matter if she cries all night, it won't change how he feels. He's given all that he has, and she's turned cold. By the end, he reveals that he too went through the same treatment long ago with his first love. You can't beat these lines...

"You'll never find your gold on a sandy beach
You'll never drill for oil on a city street
I know you're looking for a ruby in a mountain of rocks
But there ain't no Coup de Ville hiding at the bottom of
a Cracker Jack box."

"I want you.
I need you.
But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you.
Now don't be sad, cause two out of three ain't bad."

Friday, May 06, 2011

Thursday, May 05, 2011

Wednesday, May 04, 2011

Pee Wee's Famous

Chicago dog, Jr. Cheeseburger w/fried egg, fries, Iced Tea with a splash of fresh lemonade.





Tuesday, May 03, 2011

Who 'sama?

For some reason the TV news stations were spelling Osama's name "Usama". When did we start spelling Osama with a U? Even google corrects Usama back to Osama. Is it because the only letters differentiating between Obama and Osama is "BS"?

Who the fuck is Usama?

Anyways, the troops should be home any day now...


Monday, May 02, 2011

Meat Loaf Mondays!

I'm kicking off the month of May with my dedication to Meat Loaf Aday. If you've never given his music or lyrics any time, you're lacking in life's magic. His songs are funny, groovy, evil, sexy, and sometimes borderline pornographic...the way rock n' roll should be. Sayin' it, without actually sayin' it. And for a large fella, he's got energy that makes Chris Farley seem dead.

So I'm starting the first off with Paradise By The Dashboard Light. A song about a teenage boy that's parked in a car with the prettiest girl in school. Things are going good until she wants him to promise his entire life to her before she lets him hit a home run. I won't spoil the ending. It's perfect.