Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Oh, it's comin' now, Torn Slatterns and Nugget Ranchers


Mark the date
*Seventy-four years ago Tuesday the very first Hostess Twinkee was invented by a Chicago baker. Coincidentally, its expiration date ran out today.

Good for her
*Jennifer Lopez mother, Guadelupe Lopez, won a $2.4 million Atlantic City slot machine jackpot. This is great news for Guadelupe; now she can hire someone to clean Jennifer's house for her.

Give the poor guys a break
*Jesse Palmer, a New York Giant quarterback, will court 25 women and star in the next "The Bachelor." That's only fair, everyone knows how hard it is for rich, handsome, pro quarterbacks to meet women. What's next, Bill Gates on "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?"

Why don't we give Brad Pitt a queer makeover so he can be more attractive to babes?

Not positive on this one
*Bobby Brown is shooting a reality TV show about his life. I think it's called "Going to Hell,boy."

The camera is going to follow Bobby Brown around: It will go, with Bobby, from his drug dealer, to jail, then court, and then back his drug dealer, then back to jail..

Something like that
*"The Alamo" opens this weekend. It's about 2,000 Mexicans over-run a handful of Americans. It's kind of like a San Diego garage sale.

Not a good fit
*Budweiser has a promotion that offers day fresh beer. At select locations they serve beer made that same day. Let's hope this made-the-same-day promotion works better than it did with wine.

Imagine that?
*The Olsen twins have announced that they do not want to be called the Olsen twins anymore. From now on they want to be known as Bennifer.

Good for U.Conn
For the first time in NCAA history, the University of Connecticut has both the mens and the women's basketball titles. Now U. Conn will be as well known for it's two basketball team as it is well known for it's, uh, well U. Conn has, for instance there is, um, gosh, they also have . . . congratulations to the University of Connecticut basketball teams.


Since you asked;
Yesterday, my five-year-old daughter Ann Caroline (think the Grinch's Cindy Lou Who) and I enjoyed one of those golden father/daughter moments:

After a fiesty session of soccer keep away, a few foot races (Not even close, I destroyed her) and some frisbee golf and frisbee catch, we decided to go to the playground. Ann Caroline rushed over to me to inform me that she got close to a bee, but that the bee did not sting her.

"Where is the bee?" I asked.

"Over by the flowers," she said.

Ah ha, I thought, now is a chance to bestow her with my vast wisdom and provide a scientific chestnut which she will carry with her for the rest her life as insight gleaned from her sage father:

"You know, " I said, "the bees go to the flowers because that's where they get their food."

As I a beamed in self pride, Ann Caroline replied;

"Yes, I know," she said, "it's also how they pollinate the flowers."