I just got back from an employee event at Fogo de Chao, so excuse me if none of this
makes sense. I blame it on the meat
coma.
Capital Crimes
The hockey season is almost upon us, and I can’t wait,
especially because the Steelers’ season is beginning so ominously. But pre-season hockey games have started; in
fact, they actually had one here in Baltimore.
The Washington Capitals played the Boston Bruins downtown
at the aging Baltimore Arena, before a half-full house of 7634.
Granted, it was only pre-season, and the Arena is badly
antiquated, but it goes to show the limited appeal of the Capitals. They play a mere thirty-something miles
away, but could barely draw breath here in Baltimore.
I’m pretty sure that the Penguins could play a pickup game
in Youngstown, and pack the house.
Good News for Those of us with More Chins than a Chinese
Phone Book
A company called Kythera Biopharmaceuticals saw their stock
surge this week after reporting they have an effective cure for double chins.
They've devised a drug that when injected into the neck six
times over four weeks, destroys fat cells while leaving other tissue
unaffected. I believe this will be
received like the best news from the pharmaceutical industry since boner pills.
As far as I’m concerned, I’m all in. My meat and beer-laden diet is slowly
removing any semblance of a jaw line.
When I look in the mirror, all I see is this…
Of course, with a mug like this, the chin is the least of my
worries.
Not Exactly the Kind of Crocs you want to See Under the Bed
Holy shit!!!! I knew
it!!! All these years I've been keeping
my feet inside the bed and under the covers have been validated. There really ARE alligators
under the bed.
A guy staying in a hotel in Zimbabwe woke up to find a real
live crocodile hanging out under his bed.
I shit you not.
I've always said that the real sub-bed perils for children
are not boogiemen, monsters or even killer clown dolls. Alligators are totally built to fit in the
small confines under a bed.
Granted, I’m highly unlikely to spend any time in the hotels
of Zimbabwe, but I think I’ll be checking under my hotel beds in the
future. I mean, how hard could it be
for an alligator to climb out of a sewer, sneak past the concierge, creep onto
the elevator and scoot under my bed on the 18th floor at the
Hilton? I’m not taking any chance.
And here I always thought the worst thing I’d step on in the
morning would be a used Kleenex.
Don't look under the bed! OMG...scary!
ReplyDeleteI saw a comment from Caps owner Ted Leonsis a while back about why they don't advertise in Baltimore (no ROI) Is it a demographic issue? I mean it's not like baseball or football where each city has its own team.
Hope you're coming out of that meat coma, Admiral.
I know, right? There's no competition. Baltimore should be a legitimate market for the Caps, but people here just don't care, even when the Caps are winning.
DeleteAfter the Fogo event, we were dismissed for the day. A I got to go home and take a nap. It was glorious.
I'll be there on MONDAY! HOCKEY HOCKEY HOCKEY! Finally, for once, as a weird Penguins lover and Pirate LOOOOOOOVEER! It's finally my time to shine. Suck it Steelers.
ReplyDeleteSUCK IT.
The Steelers certainly are sucking it. So strange that we now look to the Pirates for comfort. It's like Bizarro World.
DeleteHmm... "Cassie, the Weird Penguins Lover." I sense a new nickname appearing. I mean, who loves weird Penguins?
You scared me there for a minute. I read the title "What's Under the Bed" then the first thing I saw was a plate of meat. I was curious as to what kind of parties you were throwing over there at casa de bluz.
ReplyDeleteI am gonna watch that pharmaceutical breakthrough closely. For while my boners are just fine, thank you, my chin could definitely use a little work.
The only meat under the bed was alligator meat… plus any leftovers the alligator left after biting off someone’s foot, who let it wander out from under the covers.
DeleteChin Parties… they’re coming…
I'm actually on my way to a meat feast and still find myself jealous of your meat feast. Hope I get a hunk of alligator at mine.
ReplyDeleteLike I always say, the best Meat Feast is the one in front of you.
DeleteOK, maybe I don't always say that, but I'm starting now.