Thursday, September 30, 2010

Proof That My Wife Is Cooler Than Yours Ctd.

Rose Colored glasses aside, she can still be an unthinking Uber-Bitch.

So I got THAT goin' for me.

Proof That My Wife Is Cooler Than Yours

Is YOUR wife designing Bette Midlers "Hula-Ween" costume. No, she isn't.

Guess how I know.

(Diabolical-Mad-Scientist/Proud-of-spouse Laughter) BWAH-HA-HA-HA-HA!

Friday, September 24, 2010

She's Definitely Mine

I was informed today that for a full straight week, my daughter was the only member of her 10 kid class who refused to dance. According to one of her teachers, "She sat on the floor...with a...DIFFERENT kind of smile, watching the others."

In my family, that's known as laughing at the dorks.

My daughter will someday eat Martha Stewarts heart on camera, as she assumes her rightful place.

Or possibly work in real estate. It's too soon to tell.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Is this the 80's? Am I 17?

Not only am I going to see Pee-Wee Herman on Broadway, there are new movies from both Wes Craven and, more importantly, John Carpenter coming this Fall.

Does this mean I need to start doing coke again?

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

To All Non-New Yorkers Who Have An Opinion On The Mosque 2 Blocks Away From "Ground Zero" Part 3

Well I've fuckin' had it! I've been a misanthropic son of a bitch at least as long as I've known what the word misanthropic meant. This racist shit however has me around the bend. I already live in Manhattan, does anyone think there's a more tolerant citizenry anywhere else in this country, where can I go from here?

Seriously people, do you want to lose a voice like mine to Canada or Europe?