Entrepreneur Magazine, of all publications, has a piece on The Heart Attack Grill –a place famously covered by yrs truly in my tireless effort to bring you the best in meat-related matters (see: Burger Bypass Roundup). Anywhatsit, it seems HAG owner Jon Basso (pseudonym? porn name?) has ZERO advertising budget. Probably thanks to clowns like me who can’t help but write about giant stacks of cheese-laden meat patties served by “sexy nurse outfit”-clad coeds.
His entire business is a set-up to a “that’s what she said,” joke. And sounds like he’s laughing all the way to the ER…er, bank.
It’s beer-thirty o’clock and HAPPY FRIDAY to all my little worker-bee friends out there, polishing the information super-highway. Can’t leave that desk you’re chained to? To which you’re chained? Never fear: Colt45 Malt Liquor Tales are here.
Note: white dudes like to drink the Colt (see photographic evidence by clicking the link above).
Don’t like malt liquor? Prefer refreshing agua? Well, once there was this. Yum!
Last but not least, before you head out for your weekends take this quiz to find out if you are as Smooth as Billy Dee Williams (SPOILER ALERT: you’re not).
Quote of the day: “…who knows what the human mind can invent for entertainment.”
Poor relaxed kitty!
I’m not sure how I feel about the fact that this story is perfect for my blog given its convergence of marijuana and kitten-related material. If only Obama had reported the story while eating a cheeseburger…
Yes!!! The stoners speak! This happens too rarely (outside legalization lobbying, of course) and it’s about time! Stoners care a lot about a lot of things, you see. They feel the pain of the world. But the couch is very comfortable. And also…ooh, is that something shiny? Luckily, there’s a world wide recession and cereal is expensive. I’m just sayin’.
Seth over at Weekend Update did his bit to address this story last weekend, in the Really?!? with Seth segment.
‘Really, Kellogg’s? Marijuana is not consistent with your image? Cause I thought it was totally consistent….I knew some guys named ‘Snap’ ‘Crackle’ and ‘Pop’ and they were drug dealers.’
I love the fact that we’re even talking about this. Michael Phelps does one thing, and one thing only, for his whole life. Sure, he’s the best ever, but he’s also boring as shit. Let the boy smoke a bowl, for crying out loud. He’s no Mugabe.
Sign this petitish to tell Kellogg’s they’re a bunch of Cap’n Crunch-making TEASES and you want them to get over themselves! Do it. Make rice crispie treats, not war.
I’m going to take a time-out from my cognitive dissonance surrounding our recent election (Our global husband**, my Barack President!! My fellow Californians voting to ban gay marriage?!?) to talk about a delicious discovery: Tiki Bar TV.
It all started when my faithful servant Dr. 007 (a.k.a. Agent W) recently journeyed from our nation’s capital to my coastal location for a conference. Minus one trip north so that the good doctor could meet a redwood tree or two, we spent the bulk of his visit worshiping the Internet. In all its glory. Even at a friend’s after dinner. Even remotely…it was rather…sick.
That being said, we traded favorites and it was great fun! I now have been blessed with the glory that is the video podcast Tiki Bar TV, starring bartender Johnny Johnny, the lovely Lala and of course, Dr. Tiki himself. This show is great in so many ways, but until I go make myself a cocktail, I feel unqualified to sing its praises. Go look at their website!
These folks are so great they inspired us to follow one of their recipes at 2:30 am (warning: watching this WILL make you festive! Don’t press play before driving or operating heavy machinery). PLUS they are Canadian. I mean, really! You can’t go wrong here.
[I do think that one of Dr. 007’s rheumatology patients turned him on to this show. Which is funny. And I also realize I am very, very late to this party. But I am usually late to parties and as long as the party is still rockin’ no one seems to mind.]
In this episode, you not only get the requisite booze, dancing and entertaining guest stars, you also get <crickets> and the best of all: a robot…made with automatic science.
**Tilti heard this on the radio today. I mean, my housemate said the same thing after hearing his Tue. speech and here I quote her: ‘He just proposed marriage to the whole world!!’. But I also heard a journalist on NPR today quoting his Russian-born wife as saying the world was looking to Barack to be its ‘husband.’ Must find the audio for this!
That is one thing I learned about voles today. Thanks, Internet!
I mean really, mating for life after hooking up once? Isn’t that a little…dangerous? I think we can all agree it’s not very mature. Although, they are pretty cute. If you don’t find rodents creepy.
wanna hang out?
Cute rodent type, kind of intense emotionally, seeks same for casual encounter-slash-possible life partnership.
And….once again, we’re back to craigslist.
Anyhoo, the other thing I learned* is that apparently ‘vole’ is a Viking word.
*Please be aware that I have done nothing to verify this.
Today, I love the Internet... 
