Operation: Winter Fur
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2215 Hours
We are days away from the start of my own business. I figured I would have been up and running by now, but technology has hindered my progress. My camera had to be ordered from the company factory; my computer was still being built and should be done by Nov. 1. But other than that, I’m ready. The ideas have been coming to me at a rapid rate, such as doing Warrior highlights this upcoming basketball season. I just need an anchor. But as of right now I’m ready to go. Come on equipment!
Thoughts on this fine, snowy evening:
Speaking of snow, it’s time to put on the “Winter Fur.” But how much?
Does anyone else say, “Hader in the house!” when Bill Hader is introduced during the opening credits of “Saturday Night Live?”
If I had been elected to the tribal council in May, another law I would’ve introduced would have been “… anyone with gray hair is no longer allowed to use hip-hop language. You must act your age and come to the realization that your time has passed. Unless you’re Russell Simmons, Dr. Dre, MC Hammer, Kool Moe Dee or any other hip-hop pioneer, your use of the lingo is now revoked.” How awesome of a Little Rock Representative would I have been? And yet another law would be that every person named Mike would be known as “Rockin’ the Mike.” Under the previous law, being that I don’t have gray hair yet, by that law, I would be able to use the hip-hop language for this purpose. Why? Because it’s my law, dammit!!! Of course that law would have went along with the banning of all male colognes/body sprays and anyone over the age of 12 (formerly 17) is no longer to wear a sports jersey because the only reason to wear another dude’s jersey is if he’s taking you to the homecoming dance. Right? Amen.
By the way, the Vikings are losing by 27 and there’s been a Brooks Bollinger sighting at the Dome. You’ll never be Tommy Kramer, Bollinger! Never!!! How dare you take #9!!!
A-Rod’s coming to the Cubs. I guarantee it. I’ll be your buddy, A-Rod and we shall be champions together.
The wife is watching TLC’s “Little People, Big World” and I would be the Wilt Chamberlain of their Dwarf Athletic Association. You know it! LET IT RAIN!!!
Speaking of let it rain; how could PSH’s “Sandy Lyle” be ignored. “The Sharter” deserves your respect! Bow your heads! This is also why I don’t play basketball anymore. “My legs are burning!”
Yet another character in the “Jonny R. Character Hall of Fame:” Ladies and gentlemen… HOWIE!!!
And I know some of you “Hulk-a-Manics” remember this song. Quite possibly the greatest entry music ever.
Aloha.
2215 Hours
We are days away from the start of my own business. I figured I would have been up and running by now, but technology has hindered my progress. My camera had to be ordered from the company factory; my computer was still being built and should be done by Nov. 1. But other than that, I’m ready. The ideas have been coming to me at a rapid rate, such as doing Warrior highlights this upcoming basketball season. I just need an anchor. But as of right now I’m ready to go. Come on equipment!
Thoughts on this fine, snowy evening:
Speaking of snow, it’s time to put on the “Winter Fur.” But how much?
Does anyone else say, “Hader in the house!” when Bill Hader is introduced during the opening credits of “Saturday Night Live?”
If I had been elected to the tribal council in May, another law I would’ve introduced would have been “… anyone with gray hair is no longer allowed to use hip-hop language. You must act your age and come to the realization that your time has passed. Unless you’re Russell Simmons, Dr. Dre, MC Hammer, Kool Moe Dee or any other hip-hop pioneer, your use of the lingo is now revoked.” How awesome of a Little Rock Representative would I have been? And yet another law would be that every person named Mike would be known as “Rockin’ the Mike.” Under the previous law, being that I don’t have gray hair yet, by that law, I would be able to use the hip-hop language for this purpose. Why? Because it’s my law, dammit!!! Of course that law would have went along with the banning of all male colognes/body sprays and anyone over the age of 12 (formerly 17) is no longer to wear a sports jersey because the only reason to wear another dude’s jersey is if he’s taking you to the homecoming dance. Right? Amen.
By the way, the Vikings are losing by 27 and there’s been a Brooks Bollinger sighting at the Dome. You’ll never be Tommy Kramer, Bollinger! Never!!! How dare you take #9!!!
A-Rod’s coming to the Cubs. I guarantee it. I’ll be your buddy, A-Rod and we shall be champions together.
The wife is watching TLC’s “Little People, Big World” and I would be the Wilt Chamberlain of their Dwarf Athletic Association. You know it! LET IT RAIN!!!
Speaking of let it rain; how could PSH’s “Sandy Lyle” be ignored. “The Sharter” deserves your respect! Bow your heads! This is also why I don’t play basketball anymore. “My legs are burning!”
Yet another character in the “Jonny R. Character Hall of Fame:” Ladies and gentlemen… HOWIE!!!
And I know some of you “Hulk-a-Manics” remember this song. Quite possibly the greatest entry music ever.
Aloha.
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