Ice

Columbus, Oh got quite the ice storm 3 days ago. Freezing rain all night long and guys at the airport said it was taking an entire de-icing truck to de-ice one plane. Here's a pic of my parents house.

Refridgerated Dog Food

I give this an "Oh Brother"

Wrestling Move of the Week

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FYFVXgObatg

Love and Hate V

Blue Cheese. Love it.

Captain Zoom

Scan and Zoom pic of Inauguration

3rd Coast

Bartholomew Cubbins

Wendy's

Mario Bros

Mixed

I ( not my kids) just put this in my cart. I'm ashamed and proud in
the same breath.

24 hours of world wide air traffic control

The Hatch

I think I stumbled onto the set of Lost.

Down by the Creek

Injured bad

Let's get a list of injuries going that would keep me company if I sat
down like this.

It's the law?

Somewhere someone's job is to create pictures for state signs. Not
too shabby.

Breakin' 2008

Groovaloos

Furniture and Corruption

A co-worker sent this ad to me that was published in the Chicago Tribune.

Taco Takedown

Dear diary,

The time is 12:35pm and I do not feel well.

Al Pastor, Barbacoa, Chicharron, Tripa, Carnitas

Options as I stood in line for tacos at El Paisa.
I asked the cashier. "Qual es Tripa?" She pointed to her stomach and said "Intestine".

Um..no thank you I thought and I smiled as if to thank her for her honesty. Falsely assuming that nothing could taste worse I ordered Chicharron.

Dry Salt Cured Pork

The term "cured" referencing meat. Not good.
Like hey this pork used to have leprosy but now it's cured.

Thank you secret Santa

If it's broke don't fix it

Few things in life better than the busted water fountain that could
shoot a hole through the roof of your mouth.

Drunk Russian

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9UNCVH4Rau4

My Adidas

My Adidas - Run DMC

The Original Something Plaid

Love and Hate IV

Hate it.

Cotton Bowl Trash Can

True Story Part III

I love cheese. That's important later in the story.

At the age of 16 I joined the American workforce as a pizza making, dish scrubbing, bus boy at Mr. Gattis pizza palace in Abilene, TX. During my first week at closing time the manager asked if I wanted any of the uncooked pizzas.

Pause.

My whole life up to this point I've never had a pizza with enough cheese on it.

Unpause.

So I combined the toppings from six pizzas onto one, loaded it in the oven and 13 minutes later after two bites dispelled the notion that you can't have too much of a good thing.

Mr. Gattis also introduced a new level of pain and soreness the time I wore strength shoes for entire shift while busing tables. (I was trying to make the basketball team)

The moral of the story is: You can learn a lot about life at the pizza parlor.

Jacked Up