An Amateur Interviews A Champion

And here is Rampage mad-dogging the crap out of the side of my head. I tried to stare back, but I looked/felt ridiculous while he looked badass.















**STILL MORE TO COME SOON**

Man I hate the Giants...

I don't really like the Pats, either though. All around, last night kind of sucked.

You know what I did like, though?

This commercial:

BradyFan83 Strikes Again

Good work sir... good work:



But... uh... stay away from Rich Rodriguez. He's busy up in Ann Arbor.

theDanny's VinnyVinny

Recently, I came across an interesting discovery: theDanny's Road Map to Success:



















It's complicated, and I'm sure to the untrained eye, it may look as though it only sends the Redskins in circles; but be assured, the VinnyVinny is all-knowing.

And this whole time, I thought the Redskins front office (read: theDanny and VinnyVinny) just had their heads up each other's asses.

What's a VinnyVinny you ask? This is a VinnyVinny:

A Kick 20 Years In The Making...

If anyone ever doubts the greatness of Coming To America, just show them the Nostradamus-esque script... and then slap them across the face (I mean, honestly, who would? Pedophiles and puppy-kickers — that's who.).

My buddy GZ pointed this exchange out to me today:

Prince Akeem: Sir, did you happen to catch the professional football contest on television last night?
Cleo McDowell: No, I didn't.
Prince Akeem: Oh sir, the Giants of New York took on the Packers of Green Bay. And in the end, the Giants triumphed by kicking an oblong ball made of pigskin through a big "H". It was a most ripping victory.
Cleo McDowell: Son.
Prince Akeem: Yes?
Cleo McDowell: If you want to keep working here, stay off the drugs.
Prince Akeem: Yes.


UPDATE: Apparently, TBL had this up earlier this morning. I am confident that GZ did not read it there, but wanted to give credit where credit is due, nonetheless.

Three Announcements

On the day of Sean Taylor's passing, I created the Bucktown Tees shop in order to sell merchandise bearing the RIP 21 design that I created while he was in the hospital. The goal was to raise a little bit of money to eventually donate to Swoop's memorial fund. In all honesty, I was hoping to raise about a hundred bucks.

To quote the honorable Lloyd Christmas: "I was WAY off!"

First announcement: I have finally stopped sale of the RIP 21 items. For any of you that followed the running tally on this blog, you know that the sales commission made it up to $445.40. What you probably did not know is that the overall number of sales qualified me for a volume bonus.

CafePress has to wait 30 days after all purchases to clear commissions, due to their return policies, but the total amount that will be donated to The Sean Taylor Memorial Trust Fund will end up being somewhere in the neighborhood of $600. Thank you to everyone who made a purchase, or helped spread the word.

Here is the first of the commission checks. The next one should be somewhere around $130.









I never heard back from the Redskins PR people about a receipt for donations, but I will try again. I want everyone who purchased a RIP 21 item to feel happy and secure in the knowledge that their donations made it to their intended and promised destination.

Second announcement: I will now be selling items in the Bucktown Tees store, but for my own purposes. If there is ever another demand for the RIP 21 designs, I might put them back up (with the same ground rules, of course). All other items are intended for personal profit. I hope you enjoy the designs.

My first one is called "The Coughlin Face."


















P.S. — The third announcement explains my hiatus from posting. On January 3, 2008, I got engaged. Yay me...

...I mean US. Yay us, baby. I'm sorry... please don't beat me.

Respect

Sean Taylor makes the Pro Bowl.

RIP 21