I Dare Anyone
To not enjoy this video and/or not get this song stuck in their head.
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To not enjoy this video and/or not get this song stuck in their head.
httpvh://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qf_hdFSnOEI
I haven’t turned all morbid, stared taking mortician training courses at the local junior college or anything, but me merely enjoying the slowly drying out of our real pine wreath hanging on the inside of our front door.
We walked the main downtown shopping street in Melbourne twice. Once when we went for lunch and a second time because went back when the “candle light” thing was going on between 5 & 9 PM. There were a fun assortment of stores and restaurants to keep us entertained and fed both trips.
Outside one of the funky little shops there was a colorful flashing, rotating light that danced on the sidewalk that prompted passers-by to dance on the spots.
We walked from the hotel to a place for breakfast, but it was just a drive-thru, so we went with Plan B, Micky D’s. As we were almost done eating our Egg McMuffins we heard an employee shout, “We have a bus! We have a bus!” Sure enough, a stream of high school aged kids came piling in the door. A few just came in and sat (the ones with not much spending money), some headed for the restrooms (those with small bladders) and the majority of them got in line. They made a queue that was three wide that snaked all the way to the entrance door.
We finished up our stuff and cleared off the table figuring that it would be needed soon. As we were exiting the restaurant through the door on the other side, we were met by an older couple coming in. I looked at them and said, “You might want to find another place to eat, a bus just unloaded a big bunch of high school students on a field trip to Epcot.” The man replied, “I know, I just dropped them off. I’m the driver.”
They are now playing NFL games on Thursday night, but you can’t watch it unless you have the NFL Network. It wasn’t a big deal last week, but tonight I have a player going, Plaxico Burress, a wide receiver for the NY Jets. How the heck am I going, be able to root for ol’ number, er, hold on, let me look up his number, 17, that’s it. Go seventeen!
Terry Francona, the ex-Red Sox manager, announced today that he was not going to try to manage in 2012. Cool, maybe FOX will hire him to replace Tim McCarver.
Hollywood’s next “new” idea, remake the Munsters. It will possibly be a summer series on NBC and won’t be a traditional sit-com, but a visually spectacular hour-long program. I’m guessing Brad Garrett as Herman…
I’m thinking on opening a Facebook account so I get get some free porn because I can’t find anything like that anywhere on the internet.
Here is the 640 x 360 size of the dirty mouth’d Emperor and Donna doing her parade wave.
Last Saturday’s dinner was a seafood buffet at the Mountainview Bistro in Fontana Village. The cost was $21.95 per person, but somehow when they rang up our ticket they entered an extra 21, making the cost of our meal $2121.95 each. With tax and a 20% tip the total bill for Donna and I would have been $5436.44! Fortunately this was before they got a hold of my charge card, so all this amounted to nothing more than an interesting story for this blog.
From Exodus 20:1-17 in the New King James Version of the Christian bible.
Penn Jillette’s 10 Commandments for atheists:
Issac Asmimov’s Three Laws of Robotics, humanized:
The Golden Rule: