My pal, Geo, tagged me looking for my top five favorite movies. I decided I just can't do this one without altering the format. It's too damn tough for me. So, I'm going to break it into four categories and give my top five for each.
Remember that pic of the loaded moving truck? As of this morning, it's officially empty. It arrived on Tuesday and we just let it sit for the first day without unpacking a thing. Wednesday, Megan made a huge dent in it while I was at work, leaving just some big pieces of furniture and some books and a few other things. Yesterday, a buddy of mine from the bike tour company I worked for came by to visit. Little did he know he'd be wrangled into moving the most cumbersome remaining pieces. First, we had to get my son-of-a-bitch sofa-bed down to the basement. It was a rat-bastard to move and there was a lot of cursing. Next, we moved Megan's sweet-ass couch in, as well as a large wooden breakfront. Yesterday also marked the beginning of internets connectivity at my house. I'll now be able to blog from the aforementioned sweet-ass couch.
You can't tell me "A watched pot never boils". Of course it does! Remember, you have to turn the stove on, dummy!
Just when I thought my political malaise would render me useless and preclude me from providing you with the comedy you so richly deserve, I was heartened to learn that none other than comic legend Gallagher was headed to Northern Michigan for a one-night only appearance this Friday in Cheboygan. If ever there was a cure for the blues, it's Gallagher and his giant hammer, "Sledge-O-Matic". Anyone who can make a career out of smashing produce for thirty years and having people laugh at it has got to be a comic genius.
I have this neighbor. His name is Freedom Jones. Yeah, I know. It's a pretty unusual name. Anyway, I have one of these "Gorilla Ladders". It's really nice. It's versatile. You can use it as a step ladder or an extension ladder or even modify it to use as scaffolding. Freedom asked to borrow it one day. I told him, "Sure, use it whenever you like." After all, I strive to be neighborly. Now, maybe this was my first mistake. I mean, I said this assuming that he'd return it when he was finished AND that it'd be returned in the same condition as when he borrowed it. Well, he NEVER fucking returns it without me having to ask him. Plus, last time I got it back it was all sticky, like his kids had been eating Popsicles and gotten them all over their hands and rubbed them all over my fucking ladder! Gross! On top of all this, his goddamn dog barks constantly and shits all over my yard.
I am prepared to inform you that "Talking With The Taxman About Poetry" is a great fucking album.
I've always thought former professional baseball player, Joaquin Andujar, had a mellifluous name.
I really love seeing orange road constructions barrels lined up for miles
Alright, my little cherubs. I am off to what some refer to as the "Cradle of Democracy", the Commonwealth of Virginia. First, I drive to Chicago to then fly to Norfolk to connect with Megan, then we drive to Charlottesville to attend my dad's wedding. Then we go back to Norfolk to load all her shtuff onto a truck. Then we head west toward Chicago. Then Michigan.
These two little Monchichis turn 21 today.
Are the Cubs mathematically eliminated from the playoffs yet? I have to admit, I haven't been paying attention.
Some people call it a bar.
Will you people with your dinosaur fossils and your "scientific data" knock it off with all this evolution bunk. I ain't buying it.
Don't worry. This post isn't about poo.
After reading all the comments, I've decided to make an executive decision.
...and you haven't seen it yet, add "Touch Of Evil" to your list. This is film-noir at its finest. It's got everything: explosions, corrupt cops, alcoholism, prostitution, narcotics, guns, and LOTS of darkness. Orson Welles is unbelievably good as Hank Quinlan, the 300+ lb. corrupt cop. I put his performance up there with Brando's in "On The Waterfront". He's able to bring subtlety to a larger-than-life character. It's beautifully filmed as well. My only beef is they went a little overboard with Heston's make-up.
Tomorrow marks one year since my first blog post. I will let you be the judge as to whether I've accomplished what I originally set out to do.
Since y'all are doing it, I'm going to do the "Some Guy needs..." Google trick and see what happens. Just so you know, I cheated a little. Some of them didn't make any sense, so I didn't necessarily use the first ten. You can check 'em if you don't trust me.
Those of you who sit at a desk all day know the importance of a good chair. For years now, my ass has been riding a hand-me-down relic with about as much cushion as Nicole Richie's backside. 
While the details of our trip are still pretty loose, I do know that Megan and I will be passing through Chicago on our way back to Michigan on the 23rd of June. I'm curious if anyone might be up for a casual get-together that night. I had a great time the last time and would like to expand it to include more local folks. Is anyone going to be around? Last time we met at my friend's restaurant, but I'm open to suggestions. The best way, I've found, is to pick a time and place. Whoever shows up, great. Leave me comments and I'll work on some details.
You know, it takes a lot of intestinal fortitude to make it through a republican debate, but I do it so you don't have to. Here is an abbreviated summary of each candidate's performance (L to R).
Duck
Fish
Although you don't hear it as much anymore, any crossword puzzle fan knows to "ape" someone is to imitate them.
Then, of course, there's Yak.
Best Presidential Nickname
Worst Presidential Nickname
Popping into a boulangerie on the way to school for some pain au chocolat.
The Paris Metro, even with the French urine stank. Now that I've ridden the New York subway, I think I can say that the Metro smells worse.
Having lunch in the gardens at Versailles.
Watching that crazy dude perform in front of the Pompidou Center.
Getting fucked up and hanging out at the Parc De La Villette.
Nutella Crepes for dessert.
