Primanti's sucks, too
The bread they use is basically glorified Wonder Bread. They do not cure their own corned beef or pastrami, nor do they roast their own turkey or beef. All of their product comes from a distributor. Jesu Christo, I can take you to a dozen mom and pop delis in Queens that put more effort into their meats. Isaly’s is pretty good, though.
Myron Cope was a shitty announcer who barely qualified as a speaker of the English language and Iron City tastes like dog piss.
Moar Steeler Hate
Tomlin claims that his team knew the Saints were likely to run a fake field goal like they attempted to before the half but he called a timeout anyway. This means one of two things: A.) Tomlin really knew it was coming and was unable to coach his team to defense it, making him shitty at his job. B.) H’s a fucking liar.
If I could go back in a time machine and either: A.) Shoot Hitler in 1935 or so B.) Smother Troy Polomalu in his cradle Well, let’s just say it isn’t a tough choice.
Marlena Shaw Wade in the Water It’s...
St. Maarten sucks, but this place doesn't
Having just had a bad experience on that godawful shithole St. Maarten I figured I ought to tell you about some much nicer islands in the Caribbean. Nevis Nevis is an absolutely lovely island, one of my favorites in the Caribbean. It is almost perfectly round, rising up from the ocean to surround a central peak named Mount Nevis. Low hanging clouds often surround the peak and it is not at...
Fuck you, St. Maarten
If any of you is ever considering a trip to this piece of shit scumbag island take my advice and stay away. It is a nation of many good people but just as many dirtbag criminals. There are prettier islands with better beaches and food, cheaper hotels and less general skeeviness. I’m well-travelled in the islands and am pretty good at knowing what time it is. When we arrived here it...
Wait just one second
So on the best week of my life, the week where I had the most wonderful wedding imaginable, I now see that the Browns kicked the Saints ass and the Yankees were eliminated? Excuse me, I have to go play the caribbean lottery because this week belongs to me.
Barrington Levy Here I Come (Broader than...
It's official →
Now I can die in peace
Yeah, I know, it’s a cliche, but I finally appreciate the sentiment and feel it deeply in my heart. I hope that everyone feels the way that I do about my wedding and my bride; namely that they have the best possible version of both. I won’t list the reasons why Elaine is amazing, my fingers would be bloody stubs by the time I finished telling that story. I will tell you why the...
Apparently getting married cures them.
I still have a half hour to change my mind
Wavves King of the Beach I am he.
I am currently staying in the nicest hotel room I’ve ever had. The resort just asked if we would mind moving. Our new room is a three bedroom penthouse with an elevator opening directly into it. There is more marble in that room than in Caesars Palace. It features a terrace you could play full court basketball on and a pool you can swim laps in. Pics coming tomorrow.
Wanted to shake a minor hangover this morning so I hit the beach. There was a nice break about a mile downwind, well off The Viceroy’s property. Wanting a good workout I hiked there and hit the waves. After a serious workout I climbed out of the water to see a hotel employee standing there with a cold bottle of Fiji water and a big towel for me.
Advice learned from experience
Before your honeymoon, get limber. Stretch like you never stretched before. We’re not even into the honeymoon and I’m wishing I spent the last twenty years practicing yoga.
My whole body is sore
Protip: When drunkenly wandering along a rocky seawall late at night, try not to plunge off of it into ten feet of churning surf. Chances are your fiancee will not find it nearly as amusing as you do.
Wedding Blog! →
We were at a lovely Bat Mitzvah last night (my first). Elaine and I were seated at her family’s table. In the course of our conversation it somehow came up that I was not of Italian descent. One of her uncles dropped his fork and turned to me. “You’re not Italian?” “No sir, I am Irish and Russian.” “Oh. Irish is alright, I guess.”
Busy Times →
Not going to be around here much for a while. I have lined up a number of photos for your enjoyment, they’ll be posting regularly here: http://nyrightnow.tumblr.com/
Candy Flip Strawberry Fields Ah yes, we...
Croudsourcing my wedding
For the Friday night welcome party I’m thinking about going with a playlist of classic singers doing love songs, but casual ones not heavy stuff. Breezy tunes by Dean Martin, Frank, Bing, Sammy Davis Jr. Will that work on a caribbean beach? BTW, I’m seriously sorry if posting wedding stuff bothers anyone. I can totally see how it may be obnoxious. I hope it aint, that’s not...
Everrette is willing to do other commissions
I should mention this. He charges $100 per (although I paid him more out of gratitude) but it must involve a pet as he likes animals. Based on his body of work you should assume that dinosaurs, pterodactyls, killer whales or parrots will show up in the picture as well. Contact me if you are interested and I’ll put you together with him.