As fads go, I'm usually in. Bell-bottoms, Pet Rocks, and dabbing. I may have even planked, but I draw the line at throwing food, Especially at babies. Yes, meet the latest fad of the decade...throwing cheese slices at babies.
St. Patrick's Day is coming this weekend, and it's time for everyone in country, to be Irish. I'm Irish, I mean, look at me. Red hair, translucent skin, green eyes, and I like U2. If you're not Irish, and you want to be, for a day, I'm here to help.
For almost 20 years, I've seen or read, a story, everyday about some wacky dude in Florida, It would make more sense if it were the same guy, over and over again. But's it's always some new guy doing something really stupid. A new level of stupid.
I spent five minutes this morning, trying to find where the Scotch tape starts. A brand new role and I can't find the beginning. I turned it over and over, looking for that tiny indention. A scrape with a fingernail and I'm in business. What took so long?
I was comfortable with the knowledge that I had seen it all. I lived through The Gong Show, Hurl, in which people literally ate until they puked, and something with John McEnroe, where he insulted people until they were shocked, spun, or nearly drowned..