Sometimes it only takes one word for you to know exactly what you are gonna get.
It reminds me of a story…
I went to see a Credence Clearwater Revival tribute band with my buddy Half once. In between sets one of the band members was standing near us at the bar, and Half struck up a conversation with him that went something like this:
Half: When ya’ll gonna play “Lodi”?
The Guy: We don’t play “Lodi”.
Half: *with full contempt* If you don’t play “Lodi” you ain’t no damn CCR tribute band!
I’m resting my mind fingers to get ready for a barrage of posts beginning tomorrow night. As soon as a winner is declared I’m gonna turn it on, turn it up, and turn it loose.
For now, enjoy this Dwight Yoakam video from 1990. It features something for everyone: Dwight Yoakam for the ladies, and an El Camino for the guys. I think Sharon Stone is in there too. They dated for a while, right?
There’s really only one way to tell. Gain a bunch of weight, sit on a stool, sing a song that expresses your desire to take an old gray haired woman in curlers and “lay her down.”
If you do these things and have chicks screaming, you have Conway Twitty level game.
If you don’t want to gain the weight or sit on a stool, take it to the karaoke stage on a Tuesday night. If a woman buys you a beer within the next few minutes, you may have Conway Twitty level game. We can’t be sure though…not without the weight and the stool.
Jen has some thoughts on Warren Buffet’s recent op-ed piece. Â My big problem with it is that Warren Buffet has a huge financial interest in bailouts and market recoveries. Â Do it because you think you should, not because he thinks you should.
It’s good when you go on vacation to get away and not think about stupid stuff for a few days. Â Of course, if you’re like me, you spend those vacation days thinking about stupid stuff anyway, but it’s different stupid stuff than you think about when you aren’t on vacation. Â This vacation was especially good because we had a lot of good friends there too for my buddy’s wedding.
But now that I’m back I’m not really wanting to think about the stupid stuff I missed while I was gone. Â I’m not very interested in Joe the Plumber, Sarah Palin on SNL, or anything else political. Â My friends and I basically solved all the world’s problems while having some pops on the beach anyway.
I found out it won’t do any good to write in Ron Paul, which is disappointing. Â I’m sure he can win without me though. Besides, I would just as soon watch my favorite band sing a Robert Earl Keen song.
LL Cool J is hard as hell. Â But apparently he didn’t start off that way. Â Rumor has it when he’s alone in his room sometimes he stares at the wall and in the back of his mind he hears hisÂ conscienceÂ call.