I’m giving serious consideration to having my buddy Gene ordained in the State of CA to conduct my nuptials. The stoic face, black robe, white collar, smell of Coors on the breath, rubbing his chest as he reads the vows and instead of saying "I do" he'd have the lady and I purse our lips together and do a quick double nod.
Hard not to think of Gilch when I see Jason Segel.
I have a Plant Earth segment idea - man encroaches on the wild and the wild thrives. My office building invades a nice swath of beautiful wilderness. I see turkeys, deer, hawks, coyotes, kestrels, vultures, etc on a weekly basis. My cube mates and I have been keeping tabs on a particular hawk. A red tail hawk we think. This hawk is a stud and seeing him rebuff two large crows in mid-air and winning is good stuff. My personal favorite is when he perches on the window ledge with the days fresh catch. I'd want Keith David to do the voice over.
Last time I did sake bombs the sushi restaurant burned down that night and has since not reopened. Last time my buddy Drew did a sake bomb he ended up with a spark plug. Not sure what the morale is there.
RIP Wayman Tisdale.
Michael Vick deserves another chance in the NFL. He is no saint but I would be pressed to find any saints in the NFL. Madden, maybe?
Not entirely sure why the Catholic Church has its panties in a bunch over President Obama speaking at Notre Dame. Aren’t there bigger fish to fry? If I was in the Catholic Church, I’d be more worried about the Pope’s comments about condoms and AIDS in Africa. Terrible.
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