Friday, March 30, 2012

Fridays

Mrs is getting off early today and we're heading over to Macy's annual flower show. I have to ride 13 miles to make 300 for March and 740 for the year. A grueling 6 mile ride to Sovereign Grounds is planned.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Mrs let me buy a new basketball for the Y. It has a nice grip and has increased my shooting percentage by 6.23%.

I ride a bike and drive a car so I see lots of boneheaded maneuvers from both camps. I gave up going through red lights on my bike for Lent.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Just trying to cheer you up on a Monday. Remember not to look at the bomb blast unless you have a pair of Oakleys on and ride your bike as fast as you can to Wisconsin because there isn't shit there worth blowing up.

Friday, March 23, 2012

Fridays



Wendy Williams kinda scares me. Maybe it's the tits.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

White guys playing basketball starts at noon.



Aliens abducted my body and rode my bike twenty miles in the rain. No anal probe included which was nice of the rotten bastards.

Monday, March 12, 2012

I wouldn't exactly say it's rainin' men

First things first. Please buy the Sun Times a couple of times this week including the Saturday paper. Don't worry about getting the Sunday paper. Thanks PW, you're a mensch.

I just rode the Kogswell for the first time in like 6 month yesterday and boy was it fun. Seems like being semi hunched over wasn't as hard as last summer. It could come from all the new flexibility gained from shooting the rock at the Y.

Even though it's illegal and the FBI is closing in you may fill out a five dollar NCAA basketball tournament board at the office. Being the insubordinate bastard that I am...we may not have many middle management types reading this bullshit. If we do and that's a stretch then you middle managers need to lighten the fuck up and look the other way concerning this form of addictive gambling. It's a better morale builder than team building but not as good as happy hour where the only thing you people can talk about is work.

So bracketologists, here's a small bit of information. Use it wisely my son.

One thing I can count on concerning my board is that Wisconsin is going to fuck me. If I pick against them they go to the regional final. If I pick them to go a ways they lose to some dental school in the 2nd round. Pooey on Bucky.

Friday, March 9, 2012

Fridays - Don't play the video at work you dumb fuck

No, Twitter is the bathroom wall of the internet. The comment section on You Tube is a close second.

Knee deep in college basketball, sporty. Still rode my bike 15 miles today even though I was a little chilly for the first hour.

Vigil is out for the Fed Ex truck. It's good to be a gangster.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Peyton Manning weighs in on Iran

Big East Tournament started yesterday so The Assassin and I are soaking up some hoops.

I've ridden my bike(s) 480 miles so far this year including 16 yesterday and today. I go to the Y with Mrs but that more to shoot some hoops and people watch. There are a lot of Somali kids shooting the rock at the Y. They're very respectful and polite to me.

Yeah Red just give me a call and drop the bike off. I'll give you a ride home. We can even stop at Sovereign Grounds for a cup.

I think my laundry is done. See you in church.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Fridays - Thursday Afternoon Edition

Mrs and I have our dental checkups in the morning and then she'll have the steering wheel in my back the rest of the day including a dance show at Orchestra Hall choreographed by the same guy who taught John Travolta how to dance. Or maybe it's the guy who thrills the piss out of us with Dancing With The Stars. I like to watch dancing but the judges are dicks which overshadows the dancing.

I'll get fed good tomorrow so I don't mind driving Mrs to her favorite stores and accompanying her with a clean shirt on to dancing.

Celebrating 3 years since I got laid off from the City Of Richfield tomorrow. You Richfield people who sneak a look at this motherfucker better be putting as much as you can in those 401k's or whatever the fuck number it is. Three years baby boy. You can never fucking get that back from me no matter what the future holds.

I'm not pissed off that the City laid me off. It was one of the best things that ever happened to me. I'm pissed off at the clinical emotionless way they handled it.