Random Ramblings

Friday, February 25, 2005

Just a thought...

While I was watching American Idol* last night I had a thought. When the host Ryan Seacrest signs off at the end of the night he always says, "Seacrest...out", its his gimmick. I wonder if when he's having sex he's like "Seacrest in...Seacrest out...Seacrest in..Seacrest out...Seacrest in"
If he doesn't I think he should.

*Yes I realize watching American Idol is lame but I like to see people get torn apart by Simon. Simon is the best non-wrestling heel on TV today.

Going to Ring of Honor this weekend they are an indy fed from out East, should be good times. Also getting everything set up for the Cali trip at the end of July.


Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Ron Burgundy..The Copacabana Mix

For those who have seen the movie Anchorman for some reason the movie and the song Copcabana crossed paths and thus spawned this song:

His name was Ron, he was a newsman
With Aquanet in is hair and trimming his nose hair
He would lift weight and eat ca ca
Ron always was a star til a broad came from afar
Across the newsroom they worked, she called him a jerk
They were young and had each other
Who could ask for more?

In the San D San Diego
The classiest spot north of Tijuana
At the San D San Diego
News and high fashion were their passion
In the San D…they fell in love

His name was Champ, he wore a hat now
He sat there in his chair missed Ron's scent being in the air
And while they're eating Champ told him
But Champ went a big too far, Brian told him to stay afar
And then Ron dropped the F-bomb and his career is through
Then there were pandas no Vicki
Who would read the news?

Sad really I know.

Friday, February 04, 2005

Another rant or why my life could be a sitcom....

Okay if you have no technical savvy whatsoever or at least a 7th grade education please stay out of the "Do it Yourself" line at Jewel. 9 times out our 10 I'm in there I go through these lines and nearly every time I do it there is some idiot in front of me who has no idea what they are doing. Its quite simple people run the bar code over the scanner--then pay the bill. If you are over I would say 50 years old there is no way shape or form should be going through these lines. Thank you.

My life is coming more and more like an episode of "Curb Your Enthusiasm" where it all get tied up in the end of the show. Going into Jewel to get some cash I see a lady in an "interesting" jacket walking in. I say interesting because it was white but it also had like squares of zebra, leopard, and various pelts of various other savannah dwelling animals on it. It was a jacket where you would say to someone, "Whoa look at that jacket." Of course I see the jacket and have a little laugh at it. Go inside get some cash and then head into the store pick up a few items. I'm at the back of the store and I'm looking for the cracker aisle. I get right to the cracker aisle and at the other end is "the jacket", and of course I have a little laugh again to myself a little quieter this time. I don’t know maybe she was looking for some Lorna Doones cookies or something. I go grab what I wanted and then head to the check out. Go the do it yourself one (see above) and then change because apparently EVERY stupid person in the greater Northbrook area is trying to use them today. I'm standing there for a while and then up comes the lady in "the jacket". I notice she has some little box in her hand and she gets in the checkout aisle I was just in right after I switched aisles. She realizes too that the woman is an idiot and then comes over to the aisle that I was in. She sets her box down on the belt and she's got a box of what I call "bullets". Really when you think of them when they are out of whatever applicator device they may have they look like a bullet. Maybe a big bullet big enough to take out a elephant or something. Granted I've gone to the store more times than I would be willing to admit to pick up "bullets". While I'm standing there I realize that any item that falls into this category of items is kind of like watching a guy welding. Follow me here, I seem to think that if I look at the box for an extended period of time that it will be bad for my eyes. Now "the jacket" was an attractive looking lady, if not in a Trixie way, she was working the whole Chloe glasses angle. Since she had "bullets" I figured there was only one thing I could work up the courage to say to her. "Hey I'm guessing you're menstruating. How's that working out for you?"

Okay maybe I didn't say that to her, just another missed opportunity.