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The guy that broke his teeth, I mean, you really can’t blame that on the trampoline. That’s just the consequences of the being British and stupid.
Uh, free pizza at work. I told you guys this yesterday. Doesn’t anyone remember?
I missed the announcement. Can someone point me in the direction of this book?
Yeah, but not to each other is I think the moral of the story.
Well, we are both Chicago people. Maybe we’re dating each other!!! (we’re not).
Our next few days are like bizzaro worlds of one another.
Pretty good day, actually. No one has really hassled me at work or anything. Set up a date for tomorrow night (sorry, old man fatima), and it’s a really nice day outside. Summer seems to have finally arrived in Chicago. But my day will get much better shortly because Telekinesis is playing tonight at Lincoln Hall. Then tomorrow there will be free pizza at work, followed by the aforementioned date, then back to Lincoln Hall for the Thermals!!! I really love the Thermals, you guys.
Falcon Heene is a little young to be getting married, isn’t he?
Lots of money. Duh. And also, vain assholes like these two probably really wanted to be on TV. Actually, they can turn this to their favor if they turn all of the screaming into a show. People will go there ironically. It can be like upscale Scottsdale version of the Weiner’s Circle!
Umm, sounds to me like you got free hors ‘doeuvres. Sounds like good news for the customers!
Ya know, I don’t really like commenting on other peoples’ appearance usually, but that woman looks like one of the people from that Twilight Zone episode where the woman undergoes unsuccessful plastic surgery. I mean she looks like the ugly people. Ironically, it may be the result of UNsuccessful plastic surgery.
Maybe the big news for Matthew Perry was that the Kings were about to spank the Blues again and move on the second round! Sorry to go all sportsgum there for a second, but most of my self worth is inexplicably tied into the success of the Los Angeles Kings.
We need to do a survey of who likes the Californians and plot the results geographically. Something tells me the further you get from LA (or LA roots, like those of us who have moved to frozen wastelands), the less you like that sketch.
Also, I’m from the Pasadena area, and know only slightly more about the Valley than I do Timbuktu, so those directions always sound at least plausible to me, in that they are streets that I know exist.
I generally like the Californians, but it really seemed like it lasted about a half hour this week. And I swear it seemed like they wrote that cold open about a half hour before the show. Other than that it was fine.
Meh. Kelly McDonald is still hotter. Though she’s got a bit of a built in advantage considering she’s, ya know, human.
Whenever my friend went to White Sox games with his sister, he’d use it as a convenient excuse to either go to the restroom or buy another beer (or both, I suppose). Winning strategy.
We did indeed, as we always do, order the ceviche trio.
I had a mentoring lunch today with my mentee, which means the firm picks up the tab. That being the case, we went to our normal mentoring lunch place, chef Rick Bayless’ Frontera Grill. It doesn’t get much better than free Frontera. Also, there was little to no mentoring done at this lunch.
Also, it’s weird that she still uses a land line with an actual cord.
Technically, Legoland San Diego is in the 760 area code. All this guy is selling is a pack of lies.