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flodown

Some rules I expected to see:

Rules on parking lot safety?

Rules on how to spend the night before you embark on a journey?

Fast food drive-thru?

Extended warrantees?

Words of wisdom when planning out a senior year?

When is it a good idea to make eye contact?

Getting a good parking place in busy parking lot?

The right kind of beans to order with a Mexican entree?

Big Hurt

I was also wondering if it is appropriate to play catch in the Sants during the holiday season.

Big Hurt

So, I was listening to Lee Ann Womack's inspirational album to canvas possible songs for the wedding reception, and I'm feeling like taking some lessons to get ready for "The Dance"

You probably don't want to see me dance, as my moves look like a Cavalese cable-car disaster in slow motion.

It would be the road less taken to not dance at my wedding at all, but I have a feeling I would get a Frost'y reception that night.

I'll probably end up dancing to "Shout", just as foretold by Andrew Chun many years ago. As the Big Hurt, I am used to moving big as if a visitor to Lilliput in waters uncharted.

Commish-I'm cutting off this entry. Let me sweeten the deal: if i win, I'll take you to this soon-to-be-released coming of age movie set in the world of competitive jump-roping. Think Bring it On with jump ropes. "Double Dutch" is the working title. Think on it..

dirtydi

I am thoroughly enjoying this and panting from the exertion of working thru all the inside references, etc. Better challenge to a sen-cit than crosswords!!

illegalfilms

i can't speak to all the differences between a keith m. and a bob m. but commish i'm not sure you've seized on the right one...

i think that a keith m. employed to secure an area of a sporting arena would find a certain delight in restricting the area from those that would seek to outsmart the system. this keith m., he can spot a slimy slimisher(?) from a mile away... the eyes glancing furtively away from any contact with said securer, the uncertainty, nay, fear in the eyes of the cohorts being forced to follow their ambitious leader into illegal territories - it is here that both a bob m. and a keith m. would put a stop to the whole mess and send such offenders back to their nosebleeders.

but that's because a keith m. (and maybe a bob m. for that matter) need not be employed in such a fashion -- he'd be too good -- it would be akin to the too good that a keith m. was while employed at Target, beating out even Mike Nelson (THE Mike Nelson) for the most productive cart collecting streak ever of 62 red, plastic, wheely carts pushed (with neither aid nor assistance) from the rear of the parking lot on Park Ave. all the way through the specialized cart door in the center of the glass and steel store entrance... too good... maybe Northwestern shouldv'e considered that a scholarship worthy endeavor -- it probably would've yielded greater productivity for them if they had.

that's why.

now a danny b., back in his crowd controlling, cooling days, he was known for some leniency... except when teamed with keith m. or when dealing with chris hewitt... but that's another comment for a different blog.

Big Hurt

Good stuff, Keith.

Also, thanks for the shirt, Commish. It was hand delivered by Danny last night.

Chris F.

Commish, I know your blogaudience would absolutely LOVE a written account of your Slimish Commish story from down at SMU. I don't think that story ever got as much play as it deserved. The blogaudience is listening.

KJ, thanks a bunch for ruining my blissful 'no mention of Chris Hewitt' streak. I guess the new streak starts today. 2010 or bust....

Big Hurt

Chris-
I think you mean Vars Hewitt. Common mistake.

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