Bob stepping down

At the young age of 83, it looks like Bob Barker is finally calling it quits. According to this story, there will be no more "come on downs" after June. For all of us who grew up watching Bob, it is indeed a sad day.

Bat Dog

Yep...I'm one of those sick people who dresses up his dog for Halloween.

A Beautiful Day

After yesterdays rather bah-humbug weather, today has turned into a picture postcard day. Low humidity, about 80 degrees and a nice gentle breeze blowing though the open windows of the Margarita Lounge. I just finished giving Lucy a bath in the back yard. For anyone that has tried to give a dog a bath (especially one who doesn't want one), you know the hell I just went through.

My parents came over last night for my birthday celebratrion/dinner and I had only a minor hangover this morning. A few glasses of Rioja will do that...you would have loved it Scottie....

As for today, I am guaranteeing that the Dolphins don't lose. It's kind of hard to lose when you have a bye week. I've decided to head to Casa de Hickman today to help him root on his Browns. Normally I wouldn't do this, but they are playing the Jets today and I hate the Jets. Rumors are that Pimpbling might make an appearance, so this might turn into a little party after all.

No more political ads!!

OK...I have reached by breaking point. No...I'm not going to run out and start shooting people. I have finally reached the point where I am sick of all political ads. Even the ones that are from "my side" make me want to vomit. You know that feeling you get when a really sleazy used-car salesman is trying to sell you a car? Yep...thats how I feel right now. The more I follow politics, the more I realize that any politician out there would sell his mother for more political power. Vote for whoever you want to because I am now categorized as "uninterested".

So, what else is happening? Yes...Cheryl is still pregnant and she is due the first week in February. Note that Cheryl is the only one pregnant..."we" are not pregnant. That whole "we" thing always bugged both of us as "we" do not both carry the kid. Yes, there are the occasional cravings for ice cream and chocolate, but in general she has been a trooper. Cheryl has been able to feel the little man moving around for about a month, but I have only been able to feel him for about two weeks. Talk about cool!

And my 33rd birthday is coming up next week. Being a Halloween baby is pretty cool growing up, but when you get to be an old bastard like me, it kind of loses its sparkle. Actually, every year it seems to show up quicker and you feel older and older...you are ready for bed at 10pm, even on the weekends...you start seeing wrinkles around your eyes...you start getting fat. Getting old blows.

It keeps getting worse

Just when you think the Dolphins can't get any worse, they do. Yes, today I again viewed the joke of a football team that Miami is now calling the Dolphins. Since Kris was out in Texas and couldn't make it, I took Cheryl's friend Jen with me. We did some tailgating with a bunch of cheeseheads...sweated out asses off in the 90 degree heat...hung out with Paco and Taco. And the result was the same...a big, ugly loss to a team that we should have beat. I have spent the rest of the afternoon vomiting.

What was I thinking?

Well, I was wrong. Not that being wrong is all that abnormal for me, but I really thought the Dolphins could pull one out this week. As usual they fumbled, dropped passes and threw interceptions. Maybe it was that huge glass of Chianti I drank last night after dinner that pushed me to make such a bold and utterly stupid prediction. At least I only lost $20 on the game (in addition to my pride). It looks like the Dolphins have entered the losers realm of the Chicago Cubs and the Detroit Lions....there's always next year, right?

Day of the Dog

What seemed like a rather boring day of football ended up being a big day for the underdogs. Indiana beats Iowa. Vandy beats Georgia. Auburn beats Florida. And the Detroit Tigers are going to the World Series. Must be something in the air this weekend.

With that said I am making a guarantee for tomorrow. I am going to guarantee a Dolphins victory over the Jets. I may be crazy and I will probably lose my $20 bet to Mr. Brill, but I have the feeling that a victory is in the cards. Go Fins!

The Office Slob strikes again

For everyone who works in an office, there is the office slob. This person is usually a man in his 40s or 50s who has essentially given up on life. He is the type of man who would wear sweatpants into the office if he was allowed. He is significantly overweight. He burps, eats loudly, steals other people's food out of the fridge, and never tucks in his shirt. He has the personality of a telephone book. We have one of these men in our office. He was hired about a year ago and he fits the bill perfectly. To protect the innocent we will call him Peter.

Now in addition to being a slob, Peter is also a dumbass. This is a VERY dangerous combination as you will now see. Today Peter decided to wash out a used gas can in the break room sink. Yes...I did type that correctly. He washed out a one-gallon GAS CAN next to the fridge in the middle of our KITCHEN at work. Do you have any idea how bad something like this stinks up an office? In addition to the smell, I can't imagine the local fire marshall would consider that a safe place to work.

I can understand occasional absent-mindedness....we all have these moments. Forgetting the dry cleaning...forgetting where you were going...typing sexual IMs to a 16 year-old Congressional page. But what type of a moron does something like this? I have been hard-pressed to think of anything quite this stupid.....

Cardinal Nation

I have always heard that St. Louis is a great baseball city. But after spending three days there during the NLDS, I found out that this is incorrect...the world "great" does not do justice to these crazy people. They are insane. Insane in a good way, but insane none the less. The highlight of our weekend had to be Paddy-Os on Sunday Night after the Cardinals clinched the series. After fighting upsteam against thousands of screaming fans to even get to the place, the atmosphere we found was much more a college football pre-game tailgate than a baseball game.

People screaming....dancing...chugging beers...you name it. We were lucky to have about 12 people in our group and everyone had a blast. The funny thing was that it was a Sunday Night. I can't even imagine how crazy it would have been on a Friday or Saturday Night.

Yeah, I went to a few of the sessions we had for our conference, but I spent a little too much time at a few of the other local watering holes. It was a long trip back yesterday but the memories were well worth a few hangovers. Maybe Pimpbling will even update his blog after what seems like forever. It's not like there is a lack of subjects from the weekend.

Head West Young Man

So, I'm heading to St. Louis for the weekend for our National sales conference. Normally these events are pretty boring, but this year should be an exception because:

1) There are some pretty good college football games on Saturday afternoon to watch.
2) The Cardinals have a home playoff game on Saturday and maybe another on Sunday. Since my hotel is directly across the street from the stadium, the city should be crazy.
3) The Dolphins play the Patriots on Sunday and there are plenty of sports bars in St. Louis.

What about this conference, you ask? You've got to have your priorities people....

Humiliation

Looks like the Dolphins are in lots of trouble. Losing to Pittsburgh was tough, but they did win the Super Bowl last year. Losing to Buffalo was harder to take. Losing to the Houston Texans is downright humiliating and embarassing. And now we have to play New England and the Jets on the road in back-to-back weeks. If we can't win at least one of these two games we are screwed. At least LOST starts on Wednesday Night!