Is "His Idiocy" a royal title?

Gledwood is on the other side of the pond but he has a fantastic video blog (http://gledwoodvideo.blogspot.com/) that is viewable to all of us. This "lil diddy" comes from Comedy Central via Gled.



BTW...Am I the only person that thinks that Her Majesty may not want to celebrate the American Bicentenial?

Thank you 3m

nuff said

Alfie, Laura, and Blake

So here I am on hour 22 of sitting on my ass due to yesterdays surgery. I'm a little miffed that I'm going to miss Pip's Roller Derby debut today. This is something that I've been looking forward to for a very long time.

But ass sitting does have its benefits as it allows me to catch up a bit on some videos that I've been wanting to share. The second one is an absolute classic for all you Bushies.

This first one is something I found due to Yahoo, although it is worth noting that The Admiral has been listening to her for a few months now. Lily Allen was on their front page Thursday and as it looked like something I'd be interested in I made a note on a post it to check it out. I definately like her enough to delve into more. This particular song is "Alfie". It's kinda catchy and the lyrics are hillareous. Alfie is a bad ass, beer drinkin, weed smokin, wanker. And as for Lily...well...she's a cutie too.

It would be overly redundant of me to mention how much I dislike The President and his administration. There truly aren't enough words. This next video came to me courtesy of my boss. I had to beg him to send it to me after listening to him play it over and over again on Thursday. He was in stitches listening to it and after I saw it I was in tears.

As some of you know The Admiral is a big American Idol fan. Yesterday they were holding a parade in honor of Blake a few blocks down from our place and unfortunately being the loving wife that she is, she stayed home and watched over me. Actually she probably wouldn't have gone anyway (I don't think parades are her thing) so my being layed up made for a nice excuse. Now personally I think Blake is a bit gimmicky but I reckon there's nothing wrong with supporting the home town kid, and by support I mean wait 5 seconds before leaving the room when he's singing. That said here's a clip of Blake not butchering a Bon Jovi song. I'll go so far as to say that he managed to do a good job with it while putting it in his "unique" style. OK I LIKED IT DAMNIT!!! As a side note can I just say that I was in highschool when Slipper When Wet was released. Is Bon Jovi seriously criticizing someone that can't sing? The man screamed his way through his first 10 years. These 5 words I swear to you...give me a fucking break.

The Man From Atlantis

Which I suppose sounds a whole lot better than Flipper. Today is the day of my foot surgery. Say it with me class "Syndactylization". THEY'RE GONNA WEB TWO OF MY FRICKEN TOES TOGETHER FOR CRYIN OUT LOUD. Of course at work they've been calling me Flipper, Marine Boy, Freak (ok they may have been calling me that last one before now).

Of course with the way my brain works I can't get away from the thought of "I'm becoming Patrick Duffy. Either that or I'm becoming Martin Tupper. "Who's that?" you ask. Martin Tupper was the name of the lead character in a 1990's HBO show called "Dream On". Martin spent too much time watching movies and TV as a youth and as an adult everytime he was faced with something he would reflect back to a clip from one of the TV shows he watched. It was well done and highly entertaining at the time and the sadness of me comparing myself to a TV character who constantly reflected on other TV/Movie characters is not lost upon me.

Sigh...I am what I am...ugg ga ga ga ga (lame Popeye attempt)

And now without further adeui The Man From Atlantis

Wanna see me race a dolphin?

The greatest commercial ever...at least for today

It's 10:13 and I'm declaring this ad as the greatest ad I've seen all week (or at least all day). Cut me some slack I'm on vacation

Fists with your toes

Greetings from Minn-ah-sota. The flight to the Mid-west was mostly uneventful. Of course there's always the blatant embarrassment of realizing that you were caught snoring next to a complete stranger. Seriously, outside of church and an airplane can you do the head nod shuffle anywhere else? There I am, headphones on, nodding off (doing some sort of serious injury to my spine) practically knocking out my row mate by way of head butt.

Ah travel...

The brilliance of being a guy in the airport is that I immediately turn into John McLane. I'm looking for hidden terrorists. Not the kind that Dubya looks for but the covert kind. You know like the renegade Army Colonel that feels as if his country has let him down. Or the brother of a would be vault robber that decides that he can take on the coolest dude in The Big Apple. I digress. For you would-be-terrorist out there the baggage claim is directly adjacent to the escalator that leads to the terminal train. This would be after security by the way. This is when McLane does his best work. He's the wrong guy in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Someone please turn my random button off...

If you've ever had a bumpy landing you'll (maybe) appreciate this. I've solved the rough landing problem. Simple answer. From now on it should be required that the spouse of the Pilot travel with them. Can you imagine it? You're coming in for what would normally be a semi-uncomfortable landing when her head snaps over towards you and she says in that voice "you're coming in too fast", or maybe its the "don't you think you should bring up the nose a little bit?" All I'm suggesting is that the power of the nag is all reaching.

Drink of the week

I've been a bit neglectful here. I've been overly distracted with my upcoming vacation that all the voices have been focused on nothing more than golf. I'm happy to report that the Cerveza Open is merely days away!!!! Suhweet!!!!!

In my neglectful state I failed to offer up a D.O.T.W. for last week and before today had given little thought to this weeks tasty beverage. So without further adieu...

The Moscow Mule
Back in the 1950's Vodka became quite popular here in the U.S. Think about it folks. This is a time when Communism was nearing its height and the one alcohol that folks would readily associate with "Mother Russia" was Vodka (or as it was referred to at the time "White Whiskey").

It is surprisingly easy to make:

2 ounces vodka
1 ounce fresh-squeezed lime juice
4 ounces ginger ale or ginger beer

The amount of the ingredients may vary slightly based on personal taste. The Admiral perfers hers with a bit of an emphasis on the lime taste. It was traditionally served in a copper mug but trust me when I say that all of the more familiar serving styles will do nicely. The Admirals favorite is in a martini glass as shown here.

If you're interested it can be ordered at just about any nightclub for about $8 - $11. Wanna make it at home? You're budget will only be as limited as the type of Vodka you decide to use.

All in all it is a tasty yet affordable drink.