Archive for April, 2008

Man-child = Dealbreaker?

Tuesday, April 15th, 2008

Before I get into this today, you should know a few things about me:

I’m a Star Wars geek

I enjoy playing video games

Potty humor makes me laugh

I NEVER want to have to wear a suit and tie

I am stubborn and claim to never be wrong

I look forward to watching TV shows with my daughter

vinylcase-catalog.jpgAm I immature?  Probably.  Like most of you, I enjoy avoiding responsibility at times and acting like I’m 15 again.  I’m a man-child.  I know when I have to play the role of responsible adult, and I know when I can get away with being an idiot.

Sandy gets me because she understands that if she gives me an inch, I’ll give her a lifetime.  Is she out of bounds for thinking this way?

Jenna lives off of Park Ave and gave me a call the other day.  She told me how she broke up with her boyfriend of a couple of months over “childish behavior”.  Apparently, she discovered his collection of Star Wars action figures and decided that was the deal breaker.

Really?

Where’s the line?  This guy could have treated her like a princess, but because he held on to a childhood obsession, she kicked him to the curb.

What would be your final straw?  As guys, we’re all a little immature, but is there one thing that if you found out about it, you’d run for the door?  Ever break up with a guy who was TOO child-like?

A public service from Mike Cautious

Monday, April 14th, 2008

Mind your kids.  That’s all.  It wouldn’t hurt if you put your kids before you sometimes.  If you need to blow off some steam and “get your drank on”, don’t bring your kids.  If you’re going to a party with the intention of getting smashed, leave your kids at home.  

baby_mike_beer.jpgIt pisses me off how some people will bring the kids along to a party almost as an accessory.  

I’m not saying that just because you’re a parent you can’t throw down anymore.  Prepare.  Know that there are consequences to your actions and that your kids LOOK UP TO YOU.  If they see you getting bombed frequently, they’ll have no problem doing the same when they get older.

Man, I just realized I sound like Sandy.  Am I being too conservative here?

Someone call Wilford Brimley…

Friday, April 11th, 2008

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Because this cat has dia-beetus.

You’ll miss me when I’m gone

Friday, April 11th, 2008

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Oh. Hell. Yes.

A lot of my thoughts have been consumed by the April 29th release of Grand Theft Auto IV. I can’t wait to hit the streets. Expect me to call in with a lot of “pink eye”.

Don’t get it twisted…

Friday, April 11th, 2008

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She had the Apple Bottom Jeans, and the boots with the firrrr. Not fur. Firrrr.

But she doesn’t stop there.

In addition, she had the baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps.

So, it’s hard to tie your shoes if you’re a shawty?

When all was said and done shawty didn’t just get low. Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low. That’s low times seven.

You can’t do that.

I applaud you shawty.

Wings Home Opener-Tonight!

Thursday, April 10th, 2008

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“I wanted to yell out to him ‘you’re about to get hit in the face with a bat’ but all i could say was ‘oohhhhhhaaaAAAAHHHH!!’”

Vinegar shots? *barfs*

Thursday, April 10th, 2008

Earlier this week, Fergie admitted to doing shots of Vinegar everyday to keep her tummy flat. 

Not gonna lie, just the smell of vinegar makes me sick.  What is the worst thing you’ve done or would do to try and keep your figure?

Best comment wins Panic At The Disco tickets for 5/6 at R.I.T.

Oh, the guilt

Wednesday, April 9th, 2008

I ate a cupcake at breakfast today.  It was the last one in the house.  I had no idea the kind of impact this would have on my 3 year old daughter.

Needless to say, a compensation package is being put together as I write this in order for me to be admitted into my own home tonight.  Wish me luck.

Sure could use your vote for Insider’s Rochester Radio Madness. Seeing as I’m about to be homeless and all…

The best way to break it off…

Tuesday, April 8th, 2008

Just saw that Carrie Underwood and Gossip Girls star Chase Crawford have broken up.  The fact that they broke up may be newsworthy chasecrawford-med.jpgenough to some, but HOW they broke it off is what I found interesting.  The relationship ended via text message!  Normal?

I guess that helps avoid the “I kind off think you may be gay” conversation.

What’s the worst way you’ve ever broken off a relationship?  Ever been dumped via text message?

Oh, and if anyone would like to offer up a back rub, I would gladly accept.  I am carrying the weight of PXY on my shoulders in Rochester Insider’s “Radio Madness” tourney.  I’m in the “Elite 8″ and the last member of 98 PXY still alive.  Sure could use your vote.  I’m very insecure and competitive.  Losing at this point could send me into a tailspin that would lead me down a dark path.  Ever see “Requiem for a Dream”?  Yeah, that kind of dark.  Thanks for the love!

All this over a scuffed Puma

Monday, April 7th, 2008

Just got off the phone with Kasper.  He’s going to be off the air for a while.  Maybe you heard him on Spezzano and Sandy this morning.  Kasper had a rough weekend.  Apparently as he was leaving an East Avenue bar late on Saturday night someone stepped on his new kicks.   Kasper verbally responded.  Now, if you know Kasper, you know he’s harmless.  He surely wasn’t trying to start something with anybody.  He can’t weigh more than a buck fifteen, wet.  But he said something to the wrong guy at the wrong time, and this guy and his posse jumped him.  rocky_balboa.jpg

So Kapser spent a good part of yesterday in the hospital with some serious facial injuries.  I’m not saying he was right or wrong.  But no one deserves to look like Rocky Balboa in the 12th round over a smart-ass comment about someone stepping on your foot.   That’s not cool.  Anyone out around there on Saturday night?  Someone has to have a video of this.  I’ve gotta think 10 guys betaing up on 3 is an attention grabber.

Listen every afternoon this week for FREE tickets to Panic at the Disco at R.I.T.  I’ll hook you up.

More in a bit…