Made by Sean, for Sean…
Our friend Ron invited us to the Penn State – Michigan game last weekend. We couldn’t go, so in his awesomeness he brought us back a World Famous Ye Olde College Diner Grilled Sticky. What the heck is that? It’s a cinnomon roll that you grill with butter before serving. I didn’t have time to heat it this morning or it would have a much sexier shine to it in today’s pic.
On a related note, I’m heavier now than normal.
Our friend Ron invited us to the Penn State – Michigan game last weekend. We couldn’t go, so in his awesomeness he brought us back a World Famous Ye Olde College Diner Grilled Sticky. What the heck is that? It’s a cinnomon roll that you grill with butter before serving. I didn’t have time to heat it this morning or it would have a much sexier shine to it in today’s pic.
On a related note, I’m heavier now than normal.
Many years ago (pre-blog), I traveled with Tricia to Manayunk , PA to celebrate New Year’s with a bunch of her high school friends. Tricia went home the next day but I stayed for three more, drinking and eating cheesesteaks with a legendary crew of partiers. It’s a great story for another time. Also that weekend, I met a young couple named Heather and Mike who had just kicked off a relationship.
Many years later, I was happy to discover that Heather and Mike had not only gotten married, which is cool, but had also spent some time following this site (more so w/ Heather, because LL Cool STC.com). It was great to reconnect and reminisce, but then they also hit me with that yes indeed, I am the worst blogger ever, and they were not happy about.
Like most creatures, I am a sucker for even the slightest whiff of praise. It’s an easy way to get to be POTD. However, connecting with one of the eight readers out there has also inspired me to try and be a little more diligent about posting. The trick is to keep a notebook or smartphone on one’s person at all time and write down ideas as soon as they come. If you don’t, they scamper off into the night.
So thanks, Heather and Mike for both the great photo blog fodder and the kind words of inspiration. It may have been the gin, but I’ll take it anyways.
Many years ago (pre-blog), I traveled with Tricia to Manayunk , PA to celebrate New Year’s with a bunch of her high school friends. Tricia went home the next day but I stayed for three more, drinking and eating cheesesteaks with a legendary crew of partiers. It’s a great story for another time. Also that weekend, I met a young couple named Heather and Mike who had just kicked off a relationship.
Many years later, I was happy to discover that Heather and Mike had not only gotten married, which is cool, but had also spent some time following this site (more so w/ Heather, because LL Cool STC.com). It was great to reconnect and reminisce, but then they also hit me with that yes indeed, I am the worst blogger ever, and they were not happy about.
Like most creatures, I am a sucker for even the slightest whiff of praise. It’s an easy way to get to be POTD. However, connecting with one of the eight readers out there has also inspired me to try and be a little more diligent about posting. The trick is to keep a notebook or smartphone on one’s person at all time and write down ideas as soon as they come. If you don’t, they scamper off into the night.
So thanks, Heather and Mike for both the great photo blog fodder and the kind words of inspiration. It may have been the gin, but I’ll take it anyways.
It was a lovely affair in the heart of Philadelphia. The ceremony was the full Catholic service, complete with a piper to welcome the guests. Steve chose a simple black neck tie and Tricia awed the masses with a dress and ‘do inspired by the most beautiful of silver screen stars.
The pageantry of the vow exchange was matched by the following party, hosted in a gilded ballroom of a city hotel. There was a photo booth for souvenirs, chocolate fountains, three toasts, and enough spirits to tame an horde of Irishmen (many of which who were in the bridal party).
Trish has few hobbies, but has made a life of collecting and connecting circles of friends. Having known her over a decade, I’ve been lucky enough to make the acquaintance of her high school, college, and NYC friends. It was awesome to reconnect with so many of them on the dance floor and at the bar.
On a side note, Philly is a great town and very close to New York. We need to sneak back for another weekend to tour some more.
Update: So far the verdict is that Trish looked most like Rita Hayworth, followed by Veronica Lake, and then lastly Jessica Rabbit. I just realized that Jessica Rabbit IS Rita Hayworth
On with the pictures:
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| Tricia Steve Wedding |
It was a lovely affair in the heart of Philadelphia. The ceremony was the full Catholic service, complete with a piper to welcome the guests. Steve chose a simple black neck tie and Tricia awed the masses with a dress and ‘do inspired by the most beautiful of silver screen stars.
The pageantry of the vow exchange was matched by the following party, hosted in a gilded ballroom of a city hotel. There was a photo booth for souvenirs, chocolate fountains, three toasts, and enough spirits to tame an horde of Irishmen (many of which who were in the bridal party).
Trish has few hobbies, but has made a life of collecting and connecting circles of friends. Having known her over a decade, I’ve been lucky enough to make the acquaintance of her high school, college, and NYC friends. It was awesome to reconnect with so many of them on the dance floor and at the bar.
On a side note, Philly is a great town and very close to New York. We need to sneak back for another weekend to tour some more.
Update: So far the verdict is that Trish looked most like Rita Hayworth, followed by Veronica Lake, and then lastly Jessica Rabbit. I just realized that Jessica Rabbit IS Rita Hayworth
On with the pictures:
Higher resolution on Picasa:
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| Tricia Steve Wedding |
Mom is in town. We’ve enjoyed lots of good food, sunset strolls to Dumbo, and the Brooklyn Botanical Garden. Tonight…pizza!
Mom is in town. We’ve enjoyed lots of good food, sunset strolls to Dumbo, and the Brooklyn Botanical Garden. Tonight…pizza!
Yes, I am the worst blogger ever. I have posted jack squat interesting content these past few weeks. The world has delivered a huge amount of blog fodder that I just let lie there on the pavement like a fallen investment banker (too soon?). Do I offer apologies? Hell no. It’s not my fault. It’s yours for denying me alcohol. You know how and when.
In today’s pic, you can see I’ve gone a bit feral while my wife is away.
So any-wu, what’s going on?
– PSU is undefeated. Cool
– While in Altoona, I took advantage of the unbelievable low prices at Target and did a t-shirt taste test between the Hanes standard tagless, the Premium Tagless, and the new Perfect Premium. The winner? The Perfect Premium. I will wear nothing else, except for some days like today in the pic when a Perfect Premium is not clean. I’m wearing the Premium Tagless in today’s pic. It’s longer and easier to tuck, but is not cut as well. It also does not stay as white. This is all really complicated and I look forward to Great Depression II when none of this will matter.
– One bonus of the economic crash? You can just laugh when your kid asks you to buy this robot Triceratops. I might buy one for myself, but for some more…adult reasons. Anything sick you are imagining is your own perversity. I meant for a business deal. A business deal with whores yes, but still not the sicko thing you were imaging, freak.
– I can shoot multiple types of weapons and gut most North American animals. I can’t touch type. Which skills will be more important in 2009?
– I’m reading Oil! and watching There Will Be Blood over and over again. Seriously. I love these works of art.
– Adam Sandler got kinda ripped for “Don’t Mess With Zohan.” Makes me very ashamed of my diliquence from the gym.
– Since she was on Pete & Pete, I have crushed Selma Blair. I don’t know why.
– My wife sent me an Outlook meeting request for an appointment to clean the apartment the night she returns home from a business trip. Sometimes I want to punch the people who invent technology in the face.
– I am not a PC or a Mac. I am a Pee! See?! which make me unpopular. (Actually, I am a PC).
And finally, I’ve been sitting on some obvious blog fodder:
– Sarah Palin? Yes. You are hot. I’ll give you that. And also common. That’s another slam dunk for you.
– Sarah Palin? I knew Dan Quayle, I worked with Dan Quayle, and yes, you are a Dan Quayle.
– Sarah Palin? To paraphrase a wise man, all girls screw, so marry, er…elect a smart one.
– Sarah Palin? If God is all good AND all powerful, than why do bad things happen? Happy Autumn!
– Sarah Palin? A list of women more qualified to be President: Hillary Clinton, Condoleeza Rice, Janet Reno, Christine Todd Whitman, Nancy Pelosi, Elizabeth Dole, Oprah, Suzy Orman, and of course Tine Fey. And possibly my wife except she hates TV cameras.
– Sarah Palin? I’ll c you November Tuesday. And then hopefully never again.
Yes, I am the worst blogger ever. I have posted jack squat interesting content these past few weeks. The world has delivered a huge amount of blog fodder that I just let lie there on the pavement like a fallen investment banker (too soon?). Do I offer apologies? Hell no. It’s not my fault. It’s yours for denying me alcohol. You know how and when.
In today’s pic, you can see I’ve gone a bit feral while my wife is away.
So any-wu, what’s going on?
– PSU is undefeated. Cool
– While in Altoona, I took advantage of the unbelievable low prices at Target and did a t-shirt taste test between the Hanes standard tagless, the Premium Tagless, and the new Perfect Premium. The winner? The Perfect Premium. I will wear nothing else, except for some days like today in the pic when a Perfect Premium is not clean. I’m wearing the Premium Tagless in today’s pic. It’s longer and easier to tuck, but is not cut as well. It also does not stay as white. This is all really complicated and I look forward to Great Depression II when none of this will matter.
– One bonus of the economic crash? You can just laugh when your kid asks you to buy this robot Triceratops. I might buy one for myself, but for some more…adult reasons. Anything sick you are imagining is your own perversity. I meant for a business deal. A business deal with whores yes, but still not the sicko thing you were imaging, freak.
– I can shoot multiple types of weapons and gut most North American animals. I can’t touch type. Which skills will be more important in 2009?
– I’m reading Oil! and watching There Will Be Blood over and over again. Seriously. I love these works of art.
– Adam Sandler got kinda ripped for “Don’t Mess With Zohan.” Makes me very ashamed of my diliquence from the gym.
– Since she was on Pete & Pete, I have crushed Selma Blair. I don’t know why.
– My wife sent me an Outlook meeting request for an appointment to clean the apartment the night she returns home from a business trip. Sometimes I want to punch the people who invent technology in the face.
– I am not a PC or a Mac. I am a Pee! See?! which make me unpopular. (Actually, I am a PC).
And finally, I’ve been sitting on some obvious blog fodder:
– Sarah Palin? Yes. You are hot. I’ll give you that. And also common. That’s another slam dunk for you.
– Sarah Palin? I knew Dan Quayle, I worked with Dan Quayle, and yes, you are a Dan Quayle.
– Sarah Palin? To paraphrase a wise man, all girls screw, so marry, er…elect a smart one.
– Sarah Palin? If God is all good AND all powerful, than why do bad things happen? Happy Autumn!
– Sarah Palin? A list of women more qualified to be President: Hillary Clinton, Condoleeza Rice, Janet Reno, Christine Todd Whitman, Nancy Pelosi, Elizabeth Dole, Oprah, Suzy Orman, and of course Tine Fey. And possibly my wife except she hates TV cameras.
– Sarah Palin? I’ll c you November Tuesday. And then hopefully never again.
This is not a valid reason to swing a vote one way or the other, but I realized last night during the presidential candidates debate, McCain has the demeanor and giggle of Muttley from the Laugh Olympics.
Who lacks presidential reserve a carriage? That one (pointing at McCain).
This is not a valid reason to swing a vote one way or the other, but I realized last night during the presidential candidates debate, McCain has the demeanor and giggle of Muttley from the Laugh Olympics.
Who lacks presidential reserve a carriage? That one (pointing at McCain).
This animated GIF shows the lively Gina Carano, current Celeb Crush and accomplished ass-kicker, during a weigh in last week. She was forced to bear it all to make wait. I approve such dedication.
This animated GIF shows the lively Gina Carano, current Celeb Crush and accomplished ass-kicker, during a weigh in last week. She was forced to bear it all to make wait. I approve such dedication.
Erik took me to the Jets game last week. We got to see Fahvre, probably not too far from the end of his career, hurl a personal record 6 touchdowns. Two of them were to Jericho Cotchery of the Altoona Trout.
Erik took me to the Jets game last week. We got to see Fahvre, probably not too far from the end of his career, hurl a personal record 6 touchdowns. Two of them were to Jericho Cotchery of the Altoona Trout.
While you all were online social networking or watching reality TV, some one out there invented the square-bottom taco. Please slap your heads, curse your weak intellects, and go back to doing whatever you were doing that is no where near as awesome as inventing the simple elegance of the square-bottom taco. For me, it’s updating my fantasy football line up.
While you all were online social networking or watching reality TV, some one out there invented the square-bottom taco. Please slap your heads, curse your weak intellects, and go back to doing whatever you were doing that is no where near as awesome as inventing the simple elegance of the square-bottom taco. For me, it’s updating my fantasy football line up.
So I’ve been trying sell my air conditioner on Craigslist with no luck. That’s fine, because thanks to BuyMyShitPile.com, I can get the government to buy it. If they are going to blindly buy all the worthless subprime mortgages, why wouldn’t they like a gently used, 8000 btu AC?
This Bail Out is making me so angry. I think it should happen, just not without oversight. The governement could buy the loan the money to the major banks to cover the securities, at a decent interest rate. The banks stabilize, under new regulations invest in solid endeavors and then pay back the US taxpayers with interest.
Also, it is cheaper to reduce payments and give mortgage forgiveness than it is to foreclose. Neither of these things get done with a fast bail out bill that is essentially a blank check for a lot of unaccountable, never-will-be-poor, douchebags.
So I’ve been trying sell my air conditioner on Craigslist with no luck. That’s fine, because thanks to BuyMyShitPile.com, I can get the government to buy it. If they are going to blindly buy all the worthless subprime mortgages, why wouldn’t they like a gently used, 8000 btu AC?
This Bail Out is making me so angry. I think it should happen, just not without oversight. The governement could buy the loan the money to the major banks to cover the securities, at a decent interest rate. The banks stabilize, under new regulations invest in solid endeavors and then pay back the US taxpayers with interest.
Also, it is cheaper to reduce payments and give mortgage forgiveness than it is to foreclose. Neither of these things get done with a fast bail out bill that is essentially a blank check for a lot of unaccountable, never-will-be-poor, douchebags.
