It is happy hour, Torn Slatterns and Nugget Ranchers. It is time to pay homage to the God of; "Why am I suddenly so funny?"


It has been hot in the East. Today Allen Iverson’s wife got naked threw her self out of the house. Mike Piazza held a press conference to announce he does not have heat prostration. It was so hot in New York, Liza Minelli's husband wore chaps that were both backlass and frontless to the leather bar.

The critics have been pretty hard on Harrison Ford’s Russian accent in “K19, The Widowmaker.” Personally, I have never understood how movie makers think an accent is supposed to fool us into thinking someone is talking another language. That’s like believing someone is flying because they are flapping their arms. Supposedly, Ford’s accent is as close to a real Russian dialect as the “The Anna Nicole Smith Show” is to a Nobel Prize.

The stock market struggled through a correction then a major correction and then falling into a Bear Market. Now we have just passed a bear market into something that more closely resembles divine retribution of biblical proportions. I knew I shouldn’t have put my money with the investment firm of Sodom and Gomorrah.