Your Weekend Links: June 26, 2009
June 26th, 2009
Hey Bros:
Sick this week and I don’t mean sick as in this ski jump.
Actually, I am kind of that ski jump. Lame and pathetic. Coughing up copious amounts of phlegm and so forth. You know the drill. But many of you will be enjoying this weekend as there is much to do.
A Taste of Chicago, which I assumes involves their shitty, non flat pizza sounds good, unless you like real pizza like they have in New York and Philly. Not that I’m prejudiced or anything. There’s some damned fine food in Chicago. Personally, I prefer Morton’s steakhouse when I go there. Which, by the way, I will be going to on August 6th-9th for the Wizard World show. Technically, it’s not in Chicago, but Rosemont, which is near the airport. That’s kind of like saying I’m going to a basketball game and spending all night in the parking lot. Still, Chicago has improv, which is also very good. And winter. They do winter well there, if you like cold and ice.
Speaking of cold, it was kind of a bad week to die. Whoda thunk Michael Jackson would keel over so suddenly?
Which totally upstage whatshisname and whatshername:
And apparently Jeff Goldblum and Harrison Ford have had to quell rumors that they are NOT dead. Weird. Lots of death for this time of year and I don’t mind telling you it makes me a little uneasy in my current condition.
Plus, it’s like a million degrees here in Jersey. It just makes the smell of toxic waste that much more noticeable. And I don’t mean this kind of Toxic Waste. But life is too short not to eat candy today, bros. So drink that beer, eat that candy, buy that stripper today. Because we don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow and it could all end in one big explosion.
And won’t you feel stupid during your last few minutes of life, as the atmosphere ignites saying, “Why didn’t I try that beer? Why didn’t I ask that girl out? Why didn’t I wear a fedora just to see what it’s like?”
No, bros, now is not the time to die, but to live. And to live big! You only have so much time on this planet, so live like the last few seconds are ticking away. (Unless you’re full of anger in hostility, because, ya know, we don’t want to you take everyone with you.)
(warning, very loud German in this video)
But now is not the time for anger, bros. It’s the summer and despite my illness, I am full of hope. Phlegm and hope. Rock the weekend bros. For me.
