Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Partial List of Comments Made During Semi-Annual Meeting of the Liar's Club

Occassionally, we at the Liar's Club get together to discuss official business, like planning for the upcoming Pony Blegger (downgraded from a simple Blegger). But most of the time, nothing really happens at these meetings except drinking and bullshit. Below is a list of just some of the comments made by the Liar's Club through the course of the evening last Thursday at Cody's:
  1. I love the poon. Yeah, I thought The Pooner was a serial rapist when I met him, but he's a good dude.
  2. Who are all these douchebags in your photos?
  3. There was partial chocolate lovin'.
  4. I would rather have someone throw-up in my mouth than shit in it.
  5. I haven't read The Liar's Club in about 6 months.
  6. I need to get laid at the Pony Blegger.
  7. This is the part of the conversation where I just concentrate on my beer.
  8. I'd go to a culinary school where you only use Velveeta.
  9. I can probably buy one baby for $500 and get a deal on two for $850.
  10. There's nothing like a cheesy rod.
  11. I can just retire now and collect my Poon Pension.
  12. You have two chemistry tutors?
  13. I never realized Jet Magazine was the size of TV Guide.
  14. The tamale fairy has been here!
  15. You know what kind of movies he likes? Lady movies.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Cubs Wristbands.

Each February my pal Jason and I do the same tradition we've always done since I've lived in this city... we go get our Cubs wristbands. Yes, you read that right. Cubs wristbands. I am a White Sox fan - but this tradition is more about the hope that Spring is right around the corner, and the smell of baseball season is in the air.

The Cubs are so popular (like the Yankees and Red Sox) and so is Wrigley Field, which means most games sell out, or good tickets are hard to find for an affordable price. So for the sale of single game tickets to the general public they do this sort of lottery system in which for two days they give out numbered wristbands and then on Friday morning at ass-early-thirty (6:00am) they announce on the radio the winning number. That number is first in line to buy tickets. Sure you can go online - but it is almost impossible to get through.

If my wristband number won I would buy tickets for the White Sox series and also good tickets for the Giants series. But I am never ever close. Last year my number was off by 10,000. It is just a fun thing to do during a lunch break to get excited about the upcoming baseball season. Go Sox!

This has nothing to do with Chicago, being that it's from a British game show, but it's damn funny. Besides, I was tired of looking at my last post. Come on, contributing Liars, post something, or I'll keep putting random things like this on our rag.