unstoppable.

this may be the greatest thing in the history of history.

the future of basketball...

i can't wait until rudy, bayless, and roy pull some volleyball shit like this:



1. why isn't everyone in the crowd going ape shit after this? it's like they've seen it 100 times. maybe they have?
2. check the score. after one quarter.
3. that poor kid that got teabagged is gonna be scarred for life.

good help is hard to find these days...

come on, dude.
if you have political aspirations, how do you not keep your dick in your pants? amazing.
the portland mayor's office goes from crazy, cat lady vera katz to clint eastwood wanna be, grandpa tom potter to probable pedophile, but for sure cradle robber, and excellent dresser, sam adams.
i really wanted to like this guy. and to make matters worse his attitude is "sorry dudes, i shouldn't have done that. hey, what's for dinner?".
some of portland is disgusted. some don't care. some say it's no big deal. some say, "hey, he's gay. why you making this a gay thing? why you all up in his gay-shit? why you gotta be like that? what are you some kind of bigot? man, this is portland. move if you don't like embracing change. what are you some kind of bigot?"

it's gonna be a tough couple of months here in bumper sticker portland.

hey! look over there! it's a bird! it's a duck! hey, obama got elected!*
*sam adams hides under his desk until this blows over.

bears, beets, battlestar galactica.

if you're not watching this show, don't start now. rent it from the beginning. it's ridiculously good.
unfortunately, most people i know refuse to watch shows that are longer than a half hour and don't involve text voting.
so i have no one to discuss with its importance and awesome-ness.* *single tear drips down cheek

home improvement questions...

remodeling and updating projects continue in the cottage. the latest task involves replacing the awesome 1970s, brady bunch basement, fake wood paneling in the front room. the novelty of walking through the front door and instantly being transported to a rec room in graceland has worn off after a couple years. as the process begins i've uncovered some mysteries.

1. is it normal for older (1940s) houses in the northwest to be built with zero insulation?

2. what's the world record for giant killer hornets' nests found in a wall? because the one pictured below was the smallest of three huge sections. you can kind of see it in the first picture, too. it smelled great.

MCOTW.

obligatory snow pictures...

now that the snow is gone, hopefully for good, here's some photos.

christmas in LA.

we escaped the snow for a little sunshine the day after christmas until new years day. good times. saw some family. saw some friends. hit some sights. shopped til we dropped, then drank lots of captain and belvedere.
congrats to the huskers on a big bowl win. the blazers have been reeling, so maybe a trade is looming? i'm predicting the 8th seed in the playoffs.
so, it's back to the grind. doesn't help that i have the usual head cold induced by an alcohol hangover then by immediately getting on a plane full of germ-infested bastards.
the rivers still haven't come down, but i'm fishing this week anyway. that will surely make me feel better.

my. god.

happy new year to everyone. word on the street is vegas stopped taking bets on miss amy for deathwatch 09. i'll keep you posted. if you can click thru on all 20 of the pictures on this link...well, then you have a stronger stomach than i. although mine's still a little tore up from a new year's binge in LA, so maybe it's just the zantac, tums, prilosec, emergen-c, metamucil, pepto, dayquil cocktails i've been snortin' since the plane landed.
now if the rivers would stop blowin' so i could go to church and wash away my sins...we could get this new year started off right.
ENTER AT OWN RISK.