I don't believe it's an exaggeration to call this the BEST FOOD EVER INVENTED. I don't know (or care) how Justin and Dave (the brains behind J&D's) came up with this great BACON FLAVORED POPCORN, but they did and the rest is tastebud history.
This is the time of year when everyone from Matt Lauer to your Mom makes their "Best Of" list for the year.
I don't necessarily hate these lists. In fact, I take a perverted pleasure in seeing whether or not their list and my list have anything in common. It's kind of like a blind date or arranged marriage. Neither of us really has much in common, but it's kind of fun to see if the lines ever intersect.
So, here's your opportunity to label me a Geek, Geezer or so far out there you'd need the Space Shuttle to find me. As they said at the beginning of the Amanda Knox trial, "let the judging begin."
Clint Eastwood. We grew up with him as Rowdy Yates and forgave him for Paint Your Wagon. Put up anybody you want, but Boomers, this guy's got staying power. The runner up is our dog, Spike. Spike is about 90 in dog years. Me? I'm about 7½ in dog years, which explains my sense of humor.
This ad comes from the "What Were They Thinking?" Dept.
Here's a handy tip for all you Boomer guys out there. If you don't want your wife to go all MRS. TIGER WOODS ON YOUR BEHIND you'll stay away from gifts like this.
Thanks to our friends at Copyranter for this nice little piece of Christmas Cheer!
Working out has become more game than chore since I changed coaches, swapping Wii Fit for new Wii Fit Plus. My latest trainer has me biking, skateboarding and keeping step with a marching band - in addition to exercising - all in the comfort of my family room.
If I'm hearing this correctly, I think they're singing:
"We don't need no en-chill-la-das"
"We don't need no sauce control"
"No carne asada in the classroom"
"Waiters leave them chips alone"
"Hey! Waiters! Leave them chips alone!"
"All in all it's just another chip in the bowl"
"All in all you're just another chip in the bowl"
Watch the video and see what you think.
So Charlotte decided to accompany me to this hoity-toity lecture series Cole and I have been attending this fall. Buzz Aldrin, the second man to walk on the moon (not this guy) was giving a talk on space tourism and the 40th anniversary of the moon landing.
Sounds like a rockin' good time, right?
Well, Charlotte didn't have anything better to do, so she decided to check out the spaceman and have dinner on another planet. By "another planet," I mean somewhere other than our kitchen.
This was her first time attending the series so she didn't know what to expect. Sure, Cole and I tried to brief her, but there was obviously something lost in the male/female translation. How was I supposed to know she needed to know what SHOES to wear?
You avoid hitting any college student bigger than you, or one that says DUDE a lot.
Boomers, all I'm saying is that if I gave this gift to Charlotte I'd wind up with a putter in a very uncomfortable location.
The Ugly Truth isn't so pretty. It's probably because I've seen this story a thousand times before. I'll explain. I'm thinking the pitch for this romantic comedy went something like this:
Boomers, if I lived next door to Clark Griswold I'd be tempted to do something like this, too.
My friend Jesse Owens sent me this great photo to put me in a holiday mood. In addition to having a keen eye for Christmas cheer, Jesse's about the best executive recruiter in the country. Check him out at Merle Owens & Associates in Bedford, TX.