Mr. Breakfast

Random Website for your enjoyment: Mr. Breakfast.

Hailed as "All Breakfast All the Time", Mr. Breakfast (Senior Desayuno for mis amigos espanols) gives 1 - 5 Golden Egg ratings of local breakfast places. If you really want details, you can drill-down that they give you price information and even "Refill Rating". I think this guy is serious about his breakfast.

Awake already.

Played an away game last night and now I'm awake before anyone else. This is usually an awkward time for me because I seem to sleep less than everyone else, and yet, it would be rude to just wake up and start moving about while people are sleeping. Damn sun, hitting my eyes, making me to want to get up and get some coffee! So, to pass the time I thought I'd upload a couple pictures from last weekend. There are many more pics for me to go through, but I really like these two.

Your's Truely, geared up and ready to go. As you can see, I brought the guns, in case there was any trouble.

I really like this picture. You can almost see my eyeballs.

Bitter-Sweet Goodbyes

In recognition of today's last-ever game at Yankee's stadium, a brief reminder of the greatness that played there.

Babe Ruth, Home-Run champ for 34 years. Sole posessor of the only sports record that counts. Show me someone else that could hit 60 home runs in that short of a season, fueled only on beer and hot-dogs. McGuire and Bonds can kiss my ass. I'll be plenty happy when A-Rod takes back the All-Time Home-Run Record in a few years.

Lou Gehrig, hit 50 homers the same year the Babe hit 60. His record for most base-hits in Yankee Stadium was only broken just last week by Derek Jeter. Gehrig was the first athelete to have his jersey retired when he bowwed out less than two years before his death to ALS.

Updated with photos

as promised, some photos from the shmance evening.

Mas Photos

I guess the last post got full, the damn interweb wouldn't let me add anymore photos.

So, now, ready for some random snap-shots?

I don't know what vibe Crystal was selling, but Anie wasn't having it and I was laughing my ass off.

Excuse Me... I just wanted to say, the back of your head is ridic'ilous!

This is a fucking good combo. Why didn't I think of this?!?

Oddly, prolly the best pic of my Yankee-Doodle hat and Nicole's the one wearing it.

Contrary to popular belief, I did not come up with the song that goes with the hat.

Holly must have forgotten that I'd be needing those intact later...

This picture is great on many levels.

See me there? I play some great background. I think Crystal saw this and tried to line her face up with mine. Very Hitchcock-like.

As the pictures show, great times were had by all. GG on the great party.



And the Winner is.....

Recent Pics

A bevy of pictures from the "Hat Party" for your consideration:

The original plan was just a get a beer. Then someone want to take my photo. Then Anie & Megan snuck in...

Car Bombs in Red Cups for the win. I promised not to post the picture of someone (drunkie) spitting it back out.

I posit that this is the greatest action shot ever taken. 1.3 seconds after this frame, Anie knocks Holly's drink all over herself and create a puddle of Foot-Juice. Don't worry, this did not deter further table-dancing. Or maybe do worry; who dances in Foot Juice??

This is me trying to have not-slant-eyes. I apologize for my attempt at stubble. I also apologize if staring into my eyes in this picture has hyponotized you.

A Sentiment I Thoroughly Concur With

leave you tonight with a little hope

Some Things Are Funny Even When You Forget the Details

So I had plans to offer this post as question about which of two business plans I should pursue. Unfortunately, I cannot remember all the details of one of them, despite having written it in my Treo. Guess I need to take better notes next time. Or just get a secretary....

Either way, so while I'm trying to figure what happened, here's a transcript of the conversation I had.


Person 1: BTW, why did you say I could date girls with no hands?

Person 2: I don't remember..... Shoot!

Person 1: Well, without that, my story about breast exams is incomplete

Person 2: Oh that's why.... You learned how to do self-check exams in case you come across a girl with no hands you could help, duh.

Person 1: No, that was just a tie-in. You said the handless thing at the grocery store

Person 2: I thought I re-brought it up at the grocery store

Person 1: When did you first say it then?

Person 2: I have no idea now. My timeline is confused

Person 1: So, to be clear, you have a confused boob-related timeline??

Person 2:

As of press-time, I have not gotten a response to the last question, but I feel the piece speaks for itself. My favorite part is the "duh" comment, because it was totally not the right answer. Gotta love the way a response delivered with conviction almost makes you believe it. Too bad for her, there's no way I'm forgetting the time I learned how to give a breast exam. This is a talent I'm going to make use of for years to come!

Also, in fulfilling my duties as an advocate for all breasts, I pull my time to good use today and churned out this puppy below. Just another way Random & Awesome is helping the planet; because I planet where you're not randomly flashed is NOT a planet I want to live on.



P.S: Don't pay any attention to that pesky "North Yorkshire" crap.... I just had to fill in the space.

P.P.S.: If you ever run cross a girl with breasts that actually have bicycle spokes and spirals on them, you might be in a surrealist painting. If not, tell her she owes me some royalties.

Not the Department of Redundancy Department

Since I'm sure you already noticed it on the calendar for this past weekend, Sunday was Anie's (pronounce it however you like, she just loves the attention) B-Day. The party was on Saturday, and quite a few people were at non-sober.

Before I go any further, if you were looking here for a commemorative blog about how great Anie is and all the various reasons why she's clearly worth the energy I spend each day coming up with new ways to con her into dating me... you're in the wrong place.

As a further result of efforts to help the environment, Random & Awesome has decided it would be more sustainable to have everyone "carpool" over to here and read Holly's blog on the same topic.

In my defense, I assert that Holly operates on Canadian-Time, and thus was able to beat me to the punch.

I promise to post later with some pictures from the weekend. It might be a few days as I should be switching out my laptop this week.

A Dose of Random Hilarity

So I stumbled ass-backwards across this item while looking for pictures for another blog. I assure you I was not involved in acquiring this picture, but thought it'd be great to share a laugh either way.

The caption says the girl was their waitress. She must have really been looking for a tip, because this is what the rest of the crowd looked like:

At least, I really hope she wasn't genuinely throwing it out there for these dudes...
BTW, sup with the scared look on the guy in front. He must not be used to having his picture taken with an actual, live girl next to him.

Evening of Shmance

Went to the symphony last night and had a great time.

Anie and I had gone to the Phoenix Art Museum for First Fridays the night before (which we arrive to late due to an extended Sans-Pants Nap) , so we spent a good portion of the morning being lazy kids and not wanting to get out of bed. Her more so than me, as I got jettisoned to go pick-up coffee.

Newsflash: Did I mention Starbucks brought back the Pumpkin Spice Latte? This is always a good start to a good day.

Oh, sweet, sweet PSL, you are the greatest of morning treats. Why do you run away from me each year?

But, I digress...

Several hours later, we were on our way (late, of course) to Durant's for dinner. Pretty swanky place, I tell ya, yet for some reason, it seemed that all the women were dolled up, and decided to bring their husbands/boyfriends out on the town wearing whatever clothes were on the floor. Also of note, Durant's does not seem to have a guy that comes around and offers to take a picture of you and your date. This I learned as we left and I thought outloud "I should have scammed that waitress into taking our picture".

So, as it turns out, if you plan on going to the symphony, you may want to cover these two bases first

1.) Find out where the symphony is located

2.) Find out where you can park near the symphony

We did niether of these until 25 minute before showtime, as Anie frantically tried to make use of her Pinkberry phone. (meh) Luckily, somehow, she works literally across the street from Symphony Hall and never knew it.

The actual Symphony was pretty awesome, or as awesome as things in all-German can be. It was what I expected it to be, a night of culture and people-watching, especially when we encountered people such as "sings the national anthem incredibly loud from the audience" guy and "Helen-Mirren look-a-like Silver-Fox" Lady and "wears a school-girl outfit even though she's 30" woman. Plus, one of the violinist had a dog on stage with her. Randomness: 3 Boredom: 0

Afterwards, we spent at least 30 minutes driving around Downtown and Midtown unsuccesfully trying to find a coffee house or desert shop that was still open at nearly 11pm.

In review this morning, I gave the Symphony evening a 9.0 out of 10, and said that in my head I wanted to be the kind of person who went out to cultural events all the time, but knew that in reality it could/would only be a sometimes thing.

In truth, I could go for any reason to see Anie as dolled-up as she was last night.

(Pictures to be posted later)

Finally

never spent so much time to get so little done... well, except for that time I spent a year being "married", but I digress...

Finally got my Google Calendar to embed and update on my blog here. You'd think some synergy-minded person would have made it a quick link to jump from calendar to embedded blog item by now, but not so much...

Either way, I loaded up my calendar with a bunch of events that I either already have plans to go to, or would like to go to and figured a helpful reminder wouldn't be awful. The cool part about Google Calendar is that I can configure it to send reminders to my cell phone before any scheduled events. Sweet!

Vice Prez McHotty

I don't know that I have a lot to say right now, so much as I just wanted to put a picture of Sarah Palin on my blog. Any reservations I had about voting for McCain now that he has the backing (aka the corruption) of the entire party behind him were largely erased with the selection of Sarah Palin for Vice President.

Plus, she reminds me of the always hot & funny Megan Mullally, and who can fight with that?