Death Pool Update – Kim Jong-il 1941/42-2011

It was a great year to rid the world of evil.  Kim Jong-il, Obama Bin Laden, Andy Rooney, Al Davis and Gadaffhi all dead in 2011.  Five just enormous assholes.

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A Name That Makes People Light Up

Chipslist – iPod Dock

I decided to sell a bunch of crap around my place and put about twenty things on Craigslist.  I’ve always had good luck selling tickets on there and thought it would be a good place to get rid of some shit.

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This Russian Zoo Looks Like Fun

We’ll Take The Hatchet

I was home watching the original Winter Classic this weekend… Christmas VacationThe scene at the beginning, when the Griswolds go to cut down their Christmas tree, reminded me of the holiday joy in college.  Our junior year at UD we decided to “decorate” the house.

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Death Pool Update – Harry Morgan 1915-2011

Harry Morgan dead at 96.  Four points hardly seems worth it?  I guess you gotta take what you can get.

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Pat Brice: It’s All In A Name

It’s been just over two years since I’ve made the move from my roots on the near south side of Chicago, a neighborhood called Bridgeport, to the trendy northwest side area called Bucktown. I’ve always loved where I grew up but seeing that I do stand-up a few times a week and all of the showcase rooms and open mics are up north, it only made sense for me to move closer to the action. And while much is made of the great dichotomy between these two city halves, they’re not that different. Not now in 2006. You want to hit a great restaurant? Hit either side. Baseball fan? Either or. Blues music? Both. Irish bars? Shit, you can go east and find an Irish bar. Beautiful parks? Condo for a half-mil.? Starbucks? Head either direction from downtown. There really wasn’t that much I had to get used to when I moved up north. Except the names. You just can’t find a Gerks in Bucktown.

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The Drink Box

While I was on my Far East visit to see Felix in Japan, needless to say, we spent far too much time pouring sake down our throats.  He was living there teaching conversational English to Japanese business people and when I was in town, his students wanted to take the round-eyed American to dinner. 

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