Thursday, July 28, 2005

It's official:

My new rock and rockin’ blues comedy-bit laced harmonica led band is Rapscallions and Reprobates, aka R&R.

We are warming up for, you got it, Hoobastank. Belly Up Tavern, Solana Beach, look out.


We gonna do right even by the rapscallions and reprobates up in this blizzy, my brizzy and sizzy Torn Slatterns and Nugget Ranchers
(Don’t ask me, ‘cause I got no idea)

Honey, why are you doing the laundry again?
A survey in “Self” magazine reports that 40% of women fantasize when doing the laundry. Kind of brings new meaning to the term: doing another load.

And that’s not even including the women who sit on the washing machine during the spin cycle.

The Juice is loose
O.J. Simpson was fined $25,000 for stealing satellite TV. When asked to comment, O.J. said, “Man, that was a tough judge. Good thing I didn’t have him when I killed my wife.”

O.J. Simpson was fined $25,000 for stealing satellite TV. The prosecution made a good case to nail O.J. “He is low to go from snow to free HBO.”

O.J. Simpson was fined $25,000 for stealing satellite TV. What a country. You can lie about killing your wife but try and tap into “Da Ali Gi Show” for free and we’ll nail your ass.

O.J. Simpson was fined $25,000 for stealing satellite TV. Next their going to nail Robert Blake for failing to rewind his video rentals.

The times they are a changin’
In Colorado, a 40-year-old woman was arrested for throwing booze and drug parties for her teenage son’s friends and then sleeping with them. She said she wanted to be a cool Mom. When I grew up, a cool Mom was one that cut peanut butter sandwiches diagonally.

In Colorado, a 40-year-old woman was arrested for throwing booze and drug parties for her teenage son’s friends and then sleeping with them. She said she wanted to be a cool Mom. Times have changed; when I grew up, a cool Mom took us to Dairy Queen after Little League.

In Colorado, a 40-year-old woman was arrested for throwing parties for teenagers and then sleeping with them. What’s going on? Teenage boys sleep with teachers now they have a woman throwing sex parties. When I was a teenager, I was lucky if I got a prize in my Crackerjack.

Nice ring to it
The White House dropped the phrase War on Terror when polls showed no one thought we were winning it. To make it more popular, they gave it a new name: “Wedding Crashers.”


Not fair at all
“Wedding Crashers” portrays weddings as a great place for guys to pick up vulnerable women for one-night stands. That’s not really fair to portray single guys like that; weddings are also a place to swill free drinks and steal the silverware.


A Vote For Armstrong is a Vote that can’t go Wrong
Seven time Tour de France winner Lance Armstrong said he is considering running for office. Here is a legendary athlete who raised over $50 million for cancer and now he wants to be a politician? That’s like the Pope deciding to sell magazine subscriptions door-to-door.

Seven time Tour de France winner Lance Armstrong said he is considering running for office. That could work. Here is a guy who publicly thanked the French for being gracious hosts, so you know he knows how to lie.


Since you asked:
If you read this blog, and or you know anything about me, you know how much I hate to brag about my grilling prowess. But, oh my goodness, Slats and Nuggies . . .

All time burgers last nicht, all time.

While sipping a nice red and watching the Cubbies on the TiVo, I made the patties a tad smaller then usual, but still a good cover-the-bun size but a tad flatter, dusted with granulated garlic powder and fresh ground pepper and drizzled a little FCPEVOO (first cold press extra virgin olive oil)

Grilled them bad-boys on high with the lid off, then added Kosher salt, finished off lid down with the cheese while grill-marking the buns. Mayo, lettuce on the bottom bun, then the pattie. Next, mayo on the top bun, crispy bacon, sliced tomato, avocado slices, caramelized red onions, put top bun on with a slight smoosh to pack it all down, serve with baked beans and watermelon cubes and a frosty beer for you more unsavory types.

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmmmmmmm.

Mmm.

Diet root beer and vanilla ice cream float for D-sert.

Make you wanna go and slap Ronald McDonald is what it make you go wanna do.

Just noticed something:
In a slow, low-voiced western accent, say the words Rapscallions and Reprobates.

You should sound exactly like Kris Kristofferson when he narrated the Sam Peckinpah documentary.

Or not.