Extreme to the Super-Max

New research suggests the drinks are associated with a health issue far more worrisome than the jittery effects of caffeine — risk taking.

For the love of all that is holy. Sure, my life was ruined by the foul bitch-goddess Redbull. Sure I lost my wife, home, car, and pet rock. But I had other things going on man. I was just pushed out of baseball from the Tommy-John, and the NFL didnt want me because I was too violent.

Anyway, arent there worse things out there for high schoolers to do? Underage drinking, rampant drug use, and ghost riding that whip seem like much more dangerous than pounding an Amp before practice. As far as the college thing goes, I doubt that there is a difference between 15 vodka/Redbulls and 15 captain and cokes. These kids are only doing what any normal human does when there is a severe lack of responsibility and authority. Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll. Just dont take away the energy drinks man.

It Is Still a Sin, Right?

I can only describe the past 5 days of my life with one word. Gluttonous. I drank a lot, ate lots of shitty and unhealthy food, and spent a load of money. Slowly but surely, I am coming down from alcohol fueled unbridled enthusiasm.

I did do something somewhat productive however. I went to see this movie and stimulate the economy. Well, the normal economy, not the shady underbelly of the Milwaukee economy. I can credit the series as pretty much raising me along with Star Wars, since my parents were always "off in the mountains" and unable to raise their first born son. So that being said, I had some rather high expectations. The action scenes made the movie. People sword fighting from the backs of 2 moving vehicles is always bad ass. Other than that though, it seemed like they were trying too hard. There were some parts of it that didnt makes sense in the ethos that I remember. I am not so much disappointed as much as I am underwhelmed.

Something funny about the whole thing is this. As stated before, I am not a lover of communists. And that post has comments from people I have never met or spoken to. Anything to piss off the pinko commie bastards is alright with me.

You Dont Know How Bad it is Until You Wake Up on the Floor

PSA

This is a great idea for a movie.

Sunday morning coming down.

At least they are not professional.

This could cause problems.

Be Afraid...Be Very Afraid

If you see this gentleman, the first rule is to be calm. He is usually more scared of you that you are of him. Turn around, and walk away slowly. Do not make eye contact and by no means should you approach him. He may become agitated and attack.

Underapreciation

Is that spelled right? Dont care. I just finished watching "I Am Legend" and that shit is bad ass.

Let me tell you honorable three readers that I dig zombie movies. But for the sweet love of the zombie jebus I have not seen one better than this. After many pints of Milwaukee's finest, this is a good one. I had a hard time with the dog parts, but that does not unmask the truth. This adds Will Smith to the underapreciated list. Spelling errors are OK as I am now speechless and hammered. For the record, he is no Washington in the mighty Quinn, but this movie makes him a good actor.

Vacation Bitches!

So much like my esteemed colleague, I have taken today as well as Tuesday off from my job. Even baby-fight promoters need to take some time and stop to drink the whiskey, or smell the roses. Whichever you prefer. Since I forgot to turn off the alarm clock, I was up this morning at the unfortunate time of 5am. I have been dinking around on the internets ever since. Here are some interesting things for those of us drinking tequila at 1052 in the AM.

I like the way that this nice lady thinks, except for the whole matricide thing. Next up is to determine my enemies allergies, and we have a winner.

Everyone enjoys a good drunk fight. But why on earth would you try to use a manhole cover? People should hone their fists into the deadliest of weapons.

I doubt that even if this guy had beer, nobody is going to pick him up. Remember that part in Theres Something About Mary? You are talking Limburger when its obviously Bree time baby!!!

Please note that this post is in no way affiliated with the Fun With the Internets(tm) series of posts.

I Hope that it Can Make Me Breakfast

I loves me some cheeseburger. Really I do...but the pain in my head from spending this on one would require a large, greasy breakfast the following morning. So I ask you Mr. Elitist Cheeseburger, can you make me eggs and toast on Sunday morning?

The burger is made with Kobe beef and topped with seared fresh foie gras, an assortment of exotic mushrooms, shaved black truffle, and golden truffle mayonnaise – another of his creations made from chopped black truffles, truffle oil, and gold flakes.(emphasis mine)

I cant stand the booze with gold it it, why should some gold flecked mayo make this "creation" any better? Besides, I can find a million other things to spend $175 on. But mostly, I blame W for this gilded opulence.

The Internets are Abuzz

It seems that it all started here...Then moved to here...Culminating at the Brewer Guy's blog again. Along the way, this guy, this guy, and this guy. That last one is pretty cool, and congratulations. I guess that the only real reason I am posting this, is because it makes you think about blogging and the news in general. One of the guys from the third "this guy" was recently on the Bob Costas show on HBO. I dont have a TV, and I dont really have the internet...my neighbors do. But the gist of it was that people who blog about sports, or the news, or how to make the best caramel truffle are all wrong and stupid and always negative. Pretty heavy stuff. But I only copy and paste the news, I dont "break" it. I here-by promise to never post my opinion of what someone else said, with out going to school for 4 more years, then 2 more, then 2 more so I will be accredited. That way, no one can say that I am a loser.

Here is a better take than mine.

I Dont Think I Want to Know

What is this dude thinking? What crazy things are jumping around in his mind? How to raise cats into his unholy army of the night? What to do in case zombies attack? What kind of leafy green vegetables to have for dinner?

Putting Metal Objects in the Microwave is a Bad Idea

Sandy Koufax is the bomb.

I dont know karate, but I know karazy.

This seems rather un-American..

So does this.

Genius.

Do you take drugs Danny?

Ahhh, Small Furry Animals

I found this article pretty funny. Do they think 500 screaming children arent safe? I am a grown man, sort of, and I would run from a horde of just out of school children. I can only imagine what a small mammal would do. Lord knows, I hate rodents, but to hold people in school until the raccoon was disposed of? "Sgt. Richard McCarriston euthanized the raccoon" as in a 9mm to the head. What do you suppose rural schools do when roving bands of coyotes are stalking the parking lot?

For the Geeks Out There

Paul DePodesta, GM for the San Diego Padres, now has a blog. I am pretty sure that he is one of the people mentioned in Money Ball, though I havent read it in a while. For the most part, you only hear from GMs on the radio and in the paper. So for those of us who like a bit more than the ordinary fan, this is pretty bad ass.

I Guess the Sun Does Not Shine on a Dog's Ass

The newspaper has this in their blog section. I prefer this that was posted yesterday I believe. Unfortunately, I will not be able to be patient with this one. Normally, I would say something like "first time out for a new team, maybe he was nervous." No thank you sir. If he cant control the ball, he cant control the ball, and AAAA players are not going to help. I wish Doug Melvin would have given me 3 million dollars.

Sorry about the picture on the old blog, it really made the post, but blogger screwed with it a long time ago. Also, thanks BCB.

With All of the Talk About Travel Recently

Just be happy you members of the aeroplane traveling elite werent this guy. 2 million is a nice chuck of change for being forced to sit in one of the few places that a person can get some real thinking done.

the pilot told him to "go 'hang out' in the bathroom"

Because 3am Just Wasnt Good Enough

The damn liberal elite and their damn revisionist history.

Sometimes, you have to go with your gut and say fuck no.

I think you all know what kind of game it is. H/T to Jimbo.

No thanks, and I love bacon.

I think we have Chopper's long lost son.

It Has Been a While...

But I have been so choked with anger over the local baseball club, that the best I could do was lay in my bead and cry with the lights off. By my count, thats 6 straight losses. Sad, when the division leaders are coming to town this weekend. Speaking of last nights game, it is going to be tough to score runs when you empty your bench into the lineup. Joe Dillon may be the poster boy for grit and hustle, but a #3 hitter he is most certainly not. Way to shake up the lineup Neddy Bear. On a lighter note the local news, who are the biggest water boys for the maligned manager, are finally moving to the side that has been growing pretty quickly since last year. Although, the good people at the JS dropped a bomb of knowledge on us earlier in the week with this one. No shit Sherlock. The guy who wrote that is a worse hack than the normal Brewer Guy. Next, he will Maddenise his commentary by saying things like "Now the team that scores more runs will win the game."

It looks as though Neddy Bear can no longer motivate his players with his "it is still early" mantra. When is it not early? The end of June, when at this pace, they are 10 games back? The end of July when they trade Ben Sheets at the deadline for prospects? Who knows. Go Brewers.

I Get Hammered...What of It

In case you loyal 3 readers were concerned about me losing my edge.

Mammals need relief as well.

At one point, I thought someone took my PBJ sammy.

Danny's not here Mrs Esterhouse.

Sometimes...English is not the language of choice.

Every Day

I could watch this action. Chopper...despite your many faults...good post.

One Is Never Enough

Apparently, these cats are coming to play.

It just fits dont it?

If He Jumped Off a Bridge...

Since everything I do is based on Chopper's life, here is some more of the Bloodhound Gang. Man that guy can think of words, cant he? Sad that no one cares. Power chords and funny words.

I wish I was wacked out on wowie sauce. He says Milwaukee.

If this was not my theme song, this would be.

Kick back and peep game bitches.

What Do You Suppose this Could Mean?

Is this the end of the Turnbow era in Beer Town? Please Sweet Zombie Jesus, make it so.
UPDATE(5:53pm): The Sweet Zombie Jesus works in strange and mysterious ways. The above prayer has been answered, but he giveth and he taketh away. The worst part is, we wont ever be seeing the 1-2 punch that would have been Sheets(when healthy) and Gallardo power down the stretch to the playoffs. Welcome back to Milwaukee Bushy. Here are what some people are saying.