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WEEKEND RECAP: Friday we celebrated Ben’s 29th in the old style of dive bar crowding, pool table hogging, and lager pint chugging. Only about half those present are shown in today’s shots. Mary took some photos that will hopefully be used to capture most of the other kids in tomorrow’s Pic of the Day.
The rest of the weekend entailed watching bad movies on the television,
validated by occasional trips to the gym. One long set on the lat machine and I feel like I’m entitled to three smokes and a Domino’s pizza while watching Real Genius on TBS.
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I drafted today’s message with a pen and paper at my new local coffee shop. I believe its opening will change my life, or at least the aspects of it that relate to coffee consumption.
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Due to some recent strange events, I know a great deal more about yogurt than I ever have.

Fred Rogers, long time children’s television host and Pittsburgh native, passed away today at the age of 74. Like most surburban kids my age I grew up watching his show and my memories of it predate formal conciousness. At just the mention of the Purple Panda I have some sort of weird flashback to when I was two and I’m forced to sit down by the weight of fuzzy memories. While at a baseball game this summer I saw the Purple Panda walk on to the field as part of a promotion and I almost choked on my hot dog. Something about that bear really freaks me out. I don’t really remember much about Mr. McFeely.

4th Street Bar with Alex for Buffalo chicken sandwiches.
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I’m headed to a doctor’s appointment to hopefully get antibiotics. Maybe I’ll have something interesting to say when I get back.

My office is in the printing district and almost every day I walk by this massive Mack truck delivering a trailer’s worth of paper. Unlike the Darwin fish that some Christian Scientists put on their vehicle, this piece of chrome has no symbollic meaning other than expressing the driver’s appreciation for the female form.
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Last night, Fox aired a coda to Joe Millionaire called “The Aftermath” and it recaptured some of the magic we hadn’t seen since episode three. The show’s hook for me has been the bitchiness of the girls that gives justification to my slightly mysogenistic side. Last night’s show featured a montage of incidents where these vile, spoiled donnas ill-used the butler before each was rudely kicked off the show. Once more, I was overjoyed to be watching terrible people get their just rewards.

Don’t have a whole lot going on today? Try this puzzle. Print out these six cards and then cut them out.
Now rearrange them in such a way that every hare has exactly two ears. I haven’t solved it yet so don’t tell me the answer if you do. Borrowed without permission from http://www.puzzles.com.

It’s obvious that my life is still dull due to illness. PJ Clarke’s
re-opened last night. It’s an ancient bar on the Upper East Side that closed for renovations a year ago. I didn’t go. The flu sucks.
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Addendum: This puzzle sucks. Even something I coughed up solved it in thirty seconds.
This one is a lot better.

Tea and Benadryl, then comments. Also, I will be putting up protest and Atlantic City pictures today, so stay tuned.
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New York is currently at the tail end of the largest snow storm since 1926. Am I out cross-country skiing through Times Square? Am I walking with friends on deserted streets, creating obscene snow sculptures at will? Am I walking through the drifts, rewarding my effort with a Guinness at each of a series of bars that have been able to open? No. I am on my couch coughing up things that are solid and mustard colored.
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I am so upset about the finale of Joe Millionaire that I can’t even speak. It jumped the shark two episodes ago shortly after the bj. I had never really fallen for the lure of reality shows before, and I will be even more hesitant in the future. The scorned heart is reluctant to open doors of welcome.
See a better description of disappointment here.

Happy Presidents Day. Due to weather and a really bad cold, there will be no weekend update today.
Unless the Nyquil kicks in. Notice the water bottles, I am getting plenty if fluids.

Jesus and a deer. You can make your own interpretations.
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Someone told me that the website has lost a bit of its edge lately. After forcing a pint glass down his throat, big end first, I explained that the
website reflects my life, and due to the goddamn cold, things have been quiet lately. Then I promised to seek out some sort of hijink this weekend, so stay tuned.
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Happy Valentine’s Day to all my ladies. You know who you are.

Home sick with a minor soar throat. Nothing serious. Last night Nene and I had wing duel. We learned a hard lesson that nobody wins a wing duel. A very hard lesson.
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Erik’s rant on the overreacting news coverage.