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Showing posts with label too much time on my hands. Show all posts
Showing posts with label too much time on my hands. Show all posts

Friday, July 13, 2012

Miley Cyrus a Victory fan?

"Another Uncle Teddy, by Jove!"
Recognize this line?

"So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."






It may look like a smudge; it's a tattoo.

That's right: it's part of the Teddy Roosevelt quote from "The Man in the Arena" prominently displayed at Victory Brewing. And now? It's prominently displayed on Miley Cyrus's left arm. Really. And before you give me crap for reading the Inky's "SideShow" gossip column, let me remind you that there are times when you're so bored in a waiting area that you'll read everything in the paper; and that I was, at least, reading the paper; and that you never know what you'll find. Like this unexpected common affinity between Miley Cyrus and Bill Covaleski, for instance.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Ash Wednesday Thoughts

Maybe it's just the fast talking but...
  • Do any of you other Catholics start thinking, "Man, my forehead's itchy..." and reach up and scratch most of their ashes off before they realize what they're doing?
  • Does how much you're "allowed" to eat vary between dioceses?
  • If the diocese across the river lets me have half a sammich for lunch, can I go there?
  • Beer doesn't count, right?
  • Where can I get more doublebock real quick?
  • I actually feel smarter without eating. If I put one of those Breathe-Right strips on my nose and start getting more oxygen, too, maybe I can solve this mortgage problem.
  • Do dog biscuits count?
  • I really love fish. I do. I love it like a brother. A brother that I'm going to grill up and eat with fingerling potatoes and mixed greens tonight.