<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967</id><updated>2011-11-11T22:23:45.830-05:00</updated><category term='D'/><category term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Droppin' Treats</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>351</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-6432346178871376595</id><published>2011-01-09T19:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:26:28.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Droppintreats MAD LIBS</title><content type='html'>You know how __(name)__ do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(insert dance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-6432346178871376595?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/6432346178871376595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2011/01/droppintreats-mad-libs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6432346178871376595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6432346178871376595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2011/01/droppintreats-mad-libs.html' title='Droppintreats MAD LIBS'/><author><name>Boosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562875786958973037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-601609468916051144</id><published>2011-01-03T19:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T23:36:24.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bourne Idiosyncrasy</title><content type='html'>I just finished watching the Bourne Supremacy and I officially have healthcare. Clearly the first is more important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, the Bourne Identity was a bit disappointing. While I applaud the creativity of the idea and I'm sure it was a hell of a book, I feel like the story was incredibly rushed along. Given the formulaic pattern of movie lengths, I understand why things were so condensed, so I was willing to proceed along the trilogy, soon to be a quadrilogy in 2012. For example, I would have loved to see some background on the other assassins. What a waste of Clive Owen. I'm thrilled that they kept Julia Stiles off the screen for as much as possible though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Supremacy was decent enough. I just don't understand why it's so important to kill Bourne. It's not like he possesses all these secrets. Yet, here I am watching fight scene after fight scene, very fast paced. Chase scenes, all of that. Frankly, I haven't seen the third one and I can already tell you what it's about. The CIA goes looking for him for some BS conspiracy reason and Bourne kicks their asses and manages to prove that he's right and they made a mistake. Fighting and chase scenes mixed with Hollywood's stereotypical government agency bureaucracy dialogue that Fox's 24 manages to do so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to digress already on my second post back, but what is it with government agencies and power clashes in Hollywood? It's so boring.  Can't these government agencies just work together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the beauty of all of this is that we're watching actors pretend that they know what it's like to run covert investigations and track government assassins. Blowhard after blowhard, rarely making shrewd decisions. I'll have you know that even covert organizations have employees with a sense of humor. Think Mission Impossible III and Enemy of the State. Yeah I know I just listed 2 movies whose main characters I hate, but they make my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Time to watch how the CIA will misunderstand something about Bourne while other people set Bourne up to be killed and Bourne ends up showing the CIA they were wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-601609468916051144?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/601609468916051144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2011/01/bourne-idiosyncrasy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/601609468916051144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/601609468916051144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2011/01/bourne-idiosyncrasy.html' title='The Bourne Idiosyncrasy'/><author><name>Boosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562875786958973037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-5950660905593674640</id><published>2011-01-02T21:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:33:34.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2011</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm proud to bring back droppintreats to our loyal reader(s). I'm not going to apologize for the long break we took. I firmly believe if you cant give it your best, don't waste your time. I simply wasn't able to put the time in these past few months. I make no excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's an update on what everyone has been doing.  Rocco is still working with retards on a daily basis and teaching them how to order Wendy's. Jimmy works from home and his days on the orange line are limited due to some details to be revealed later. As for D...who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair, D did some serious traveling this summer. We did our BC tickets again and managed to make it through one entire game. all in all, it was a good showing for 2010. I did more traveling but I won't bore you all with the details like I did with my European adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately despite the many personal triumphs, 2010 was a pretty bad year. ESPN finally showed their true colors with Lebron fiasco. I've never seen such biased journalism in my entire life, including politics. Sure, the argument can be made that ESPN's mission is to entertain via sports, rather than report on sports. If that is your argument, my counter would be, what was entertaining about the Decision? Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know how I feel about Brett Favre so I won't waste any time talking about it. The Red Sox have had quite the offseason and I don't understand why the same people who hate the Yankees for buying championships are so happy with the Sox. Ever since this new ownership rolled into town, they have been spending hundreds of millions and continuously having the 2nd highest payroll in MLB, second to the Yankees. Only 2 teams continuously pay MLB's luxury tax, the Red Sox and the Yankees. So yeah, the Red Sox made some big moves and it's fine to cheer for them, but can we please stop hating the Yankees? The Red Sox are exactly like the Yankees. They can pay whoever they want, when they want, and they choose to do so. Red Sox fans sound ridiculous criticizing the Yankees payroll. That being said, the Phillies may be the team to beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe not. Halladay and Lee are awesome, dont get me wrong. however, I think Oswalt and Hamels are fairly overrated. Neither are bad pitchers and I think any team would kill to have them as a 3rd and 4th starter. I just dont think we should annoint this Philly rotation...yet. To me, the early 90's Braves are the gold standard of pitching depth because they proved it. Let's see what Philly does, but I agree that it's definitely exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got around to seeing the new Bond movies and while I know I am a few years late, Daniel Craig is pretty awesome. Casino Royale is such a good movie. By the way, I saw the Hurt Locker too and I have to say that while it was a good movie, it was sad to know that's the best we had. I mean, of course I'm happy Avatar didnt win, but we need better movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can we expect for 2011? The unification of Boosh D and Jimmy under the same roof would be a start. Probably more drunk nights in Southie. Justin Bieber...Sandstorm...shimmying. In that order. Since the world is going to end in 2012 presumably, I need not remind you how important it is to live 2011 up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just wanted to let you all know that droppintreats is back, Boosh is back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE ALL BACK MANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still taking suggestions for my 2011 adventures. I have some ideas but I'm always open to others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-5950660905593674640?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/5950660905593674640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2011/01/happy-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5950660905593674640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5950660905593674640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2011/01/happy-2011.html' title='Happy 2011'/><author><name>Boosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562875786958973037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-7226857734492643138</id><published>2010-06-03T01:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T01:09:59.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Shame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNsUCgeZmOw/TAc4RuA-RbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8tU_C_jiOPM/s1600/really.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNsUCgeZmOw/TAc4RuA-RbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8tU_C_jiOPM/s400/really.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478409348780541362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armando Galarraga's perfect game was ruined by a blown call with two outs in the 9th inning. The call wasn't even close and Jim Joyce should resign. Denying a place in baseball history that Armando earned is simply inexcusable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-7226857734492643138?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/7226857734492643138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/06/damn-shame.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7226857734492643138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7226857734492643138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Here are 10 easy steps to make a successful show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First, create a show about a plane crash on an island with all of these explosions. That will get people to watch the pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Then create all of these unnecessary mysteries on the island to draw people in. Polar bears, mysterious sounds, reoccurring numbers, weird symbols and lights, and even a tribe native people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Name your characters after philosophers so people will think that their actions are based on the depth of once extraordinary human beings. Also, make up hundreds arbitrary rules (i.e. no having babies on the island) and then break them when you need to. No need to explain the inconsistencies of the plot when you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Make sure many of your characters are inconsistent in their behavior. In terms of dialogue, make sure your characters never ask questions that common sense would normally dictate. If those questions must be asked, make any response a version of "Because I'm supposed to do this" or "because I said so." Also, be sure to change your characters on the spot, if one is a bad guy and then suddenly becomes nice, make sure you don't explain it or have your characters question it. When in doubt, give a character a "daddy" issue to make them more compelling and sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Apparently since it's so difficult to do an entire episode about people stranded on an island, make sure you waste half of each episode on characters' lives off of the island at a different point in their respective lives, so you can wow the audience with coincidental interactions with other characters off the island. Idiots love small degrees of separation because the larger the world seems, the more insignificant we become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When you run out of things to do on the island, make some get off the island, then insist that the characters feel like they have to go back to the island without ever explaining why or how. Keep adding conflicts that don't need to be explained so daughters can be inexplicably killed and former torturers become hitmen. Don't worry about how this resolves, or even explain why it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Now that you have everyone back on the island, make them exist in different times, but don't explain that either. To reunite everyone, just set off a nuclear bomb. Even more importantly, make your characters survive a nuclear bomb. That solves everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When surviving on the island, inexplicably returning to the island, inexplicably time traveling, and nuclear bombing characters no longer matter, inexplicably turn your show into a biblical battle between good and evil. Of course, don't ever explain why it would be so horrible for the alleged evil to win, just insist that the world would end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When you can't figure out how you want the battle between the good and evil end (because you arbitrarily decided that they couldn't kill each other), just turn them both into human beings at the last minute, without explanation, so they can actually kill each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Then when they all die, have them all meet in the end so presumably overwhelming emotions from personal time investment and emotional attachment to characters can negate any form of rational and analytical thought as to how you managed to take a show about survivors of a plane crash into a sappy duel over an alleged unconfirmed suspicion of an apocalypse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost fans, both the drama queens and the moron loyalists, got what they deserved. The drama queens got their drawn out, emotional happily-ever-after entertainment ending at the expense of the moron loyalists who defended the show as if it was going to reveal  the ultimate answers and offer some significance on reality. Initially, that sounds like only the drama queens got what they deserved. Yet, the moron loyalists learned a valuable lesson: IF YOU WANT INTELLECTUAL AND CREATIVE STIMULATION, TELEVISION DRAMA IS NOT THE PLACE TO GO. Try reading a book. Do a crossword puzzle. Learn how to play chess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know at Tufts there was actually a student-taught class about Lost. I wonder how that idiot felt after a show that he deemed so significant to society, a show that he felt could teach us so much, ended with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;crashed&lt;/span&gt; plane, taking off a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;beach&lt;/span&gt;, in the middle of an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;earthquake&lt;/span&gt;. I'm sorry, but can anyone read that with a straight face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for significance and answers to rich, philosophical questions from Lost, a show about survivors of a plane crash that turned into a sappy duel over an alleged, unconfirmed suspicion of an apocalypse, was probably an unwise decision. Anything you can take from Lost are the same lessons you can take from Grey's Anatomy,  Brothers and Sisters, Gossip Girl, and Dawson's Creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost proved to be exactly what it is: lazily written, poorly acted (with the exception of Michael Emerson and occasionally Terry O'Quinn), emotion-pandering television entertainment; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;nothing more&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it be a valuable lesson about the nature of TV drama or the dim-witted drama queens who don't care about answers as long as they get a happy ending with all their couples reuniting, every Lost fan got what they deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-582885055780653423?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/582885055780653423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/05/how-to-make-successful-show-10-easy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/582885055780653423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/582885055780653423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/05/how-to-make-successful-show-10-easy.html' title='HOW TO MAKE A SUCCESSFUL TELEVISION SHOW:  10 EASY STEPS'/><author><name>Boosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562875786958973037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNsUCgeZmOw/S_rK5P2jopI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TvJknC-IXuQ/s72-c/lost-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-4781004565295326429</id><published>2010-04-04T21:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:27:51.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so yeah</title><content type='html'>alright so yeah everyone seems to be coming around to boosh bein on twitter. WELL IM NOT DOUG. So not that this is big blogging material, but my life has been crazy busy. I'm studying for the bar exam, working, and still taking classes. Once school ends, life should get a bit easier. Let's be honest, none of you readers give a damn about this blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's plenty of things to talk about. I'd love to do a baseball preview and how much the Sox will suck this year. I'd love to continue to rip on Lady Gaga, country music, and Tufts. These are all things I will resume doing soon, but I need to somehow find some time. The blog is not dead, but it could certainly use a revival. It's going to happen, but things are just a little hectic for myself, and Rocco. Frankly, I dont know what D or Jimmy's excuse is; but at least they have enough time to tweet now. That's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- The "Real" Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-4781004565295326429?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/4781004565295326429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/04/so-yeah.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4781004565295326429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4781004565295326429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/04/so-yeah.html' title='so yeah'/><author><name>Boosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17562875786958973037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-3973294761440884485</id><published>2010-04-01T09:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T09:47:00.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies for no posts lately...</title><content type='html'>...but honestly, sometimes it's just easier to tweet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/JeffBourgeois"&gt;http://twitter.com/JeffBourgeois&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-3973294761440884485?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/3973294761440884485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/04/apologies-for-no-posts-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3973294761440884485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3973294761440884485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/04/apologies-for-no-posts-lately.html' title='Apologies for no posts lately...'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-6676226631007471317</id><published>2010-02-27T14:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T14:53:08.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOSH'S DRUNK TEXTS FROM SAN DIEGO</title><content type='html'>To: D, Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;Time: 1030pm Pacific time, 130am Eastern Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 1030 here and you're a pussy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-6676226631007471317?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-5031351924696114058</id><published>2010-02-23T19:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:31:18.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BREAKING NEWS: LEBRON JAMES CAUGHT CHEATING WITH 40 DIFFERENT WOMEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S4SPGs1hk8I/AAAAAAAAA3k/ic2cW8Fv9BQ/s1600-h/3074315863_8a78a77bcb_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S4SPGs1hk8I/AAAAAAAAA3k/ic2cW8Fv9BQ/s400/3074315863_8a78a77bcb_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441631595048047554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLEVELAND -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The National Enquirer is reporting that 40 different women have had sexual intercourse with LeBron James. The Cavaliers have issued no statement at this time and LeBron's agent could not be reached for comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women come from all cities throughout the country. Notably, and perhaps not surprisingly, the women hail from other cities that host an NBA team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most peculiar of all, &lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;many of his mistresses allege that he can only do it in a room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt; plastered with Vlade Divac posters while watching videotaped footage of car accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's address each of these allegations separately:&lt;br /&gt;        Room plastered with Vlade Divac posters. This is a very disturbing thought. Le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;Bron James, King James, all that bull shit, can only be sexually stimulated in the presence of Vlade Divac?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt; Vlade may have been finishing up just as LeBron was starting his career, which means that LeBron grew up not only watching Divac in the NBA, but apparently idolizing it. Further peculiar is the fact that Vlade Divac was a center, a typical big man, where as LeBron can play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt; the 1,2 or 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S4SPGe6LxII/AAAAAAAAA3c/B1AiEnesFz0/s1600-h/Vlade-whtback+1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S4SPGe6LxII/AAAAAAAAA3c/B1AiEnesFz0/s400/Vlade-whtback+1024x768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441631591309493378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;The videotaped footage of car accidents. Well, this is a little less disturbing than Vlade Divac, but still horrifying. As for the mistresses, I'm sure vlade was somewhat acceptable, but how does LeBron justify turning on his DVD of car accident footage during foreplay? What goes through a girls mind when she goes reverse cowgirl, surrounded by images of sweaty Vlade Divac grabbing rebounds, while LeBron watches mack trucks absolutely decimate minivans fill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;ed with inno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;cent families?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S4SPHhtOTcI/AAAAAAAAA30/xMeXDvpGArQ/s1600-h/Car_crash_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S4SPHhtOTcI/AAAAAAAAA30/xMeXDvpGArQ/s400/Car_crash_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441631609240309186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;Tiger Woods may have gone to sex rehab and apologized for it. LeBron James may need more than sex rehab to help himself with this problem. In fact, it's quite possible that LeBron should be committed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S4SPGxT4pKI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ixrodmX9C4o/s1600-h/lebron-crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S4SPGxT4pKI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ixrodmX9C4o/s400/lebron-crying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441631596249130146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, Happy Birthday Brian, and may all of your future ideas come to as good a fruition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-5031351924696114058?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/5031351924696114058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/breaking-news-lebron-james-caught.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5031351924696114058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5031351924696114058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/breaking-news-lebron-james-caught.html' title='BREAKING NEWS: LEBRON JAMES CAUGHT CHEATING WITH 40 DIFFERENT WOMEN'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S4SPGs1hk8I/AAAAAAAAA3k/ic2cW8Fv9BQ/s72-c/3074315863_8a78a77bcb_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-5019592971418423852</id><published>2010-02-10T20:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T20:16:06.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.funnyjunk.com/pictures/kuzzik2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S3MLnewvivI/AAAAAAAAA3U/a6NKgRRqKtE/s320/pandora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436701948066630386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is everybody using Pandora Radio yet?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It may be one of the greatest websites of all time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ll go so far as to say it’s up there with Wikipedia, YouTube, and Urban Dictionary.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you listen to music then you should agree.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For those of you not yet familiar with Pandora, here’s a brief rundown:  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pandora.com is essentially internet radio that’s customized to each individual user.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s better than regular radio because it only plays music you like, and there are fewer and shorter commercials.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s also better than making your own playlists because it takes much less effort and lets you listen to new music and other stuff you’ve never heard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To start creating your own radio station you select an artist or even a specific song that you like.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The site then starts playing other music that has similar qualities.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can constantly improve your own station by adding new songs/artists to the model and indicating that you like/dislike any song that plays.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pandora has this thing down to a science.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For example, let’s say you clicked “Why was this song selected?” for “Don’t Stop the Music” by Rihanna (umm…this might be a hypothetical example).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The site would tell you “Based on what you’ve told us so far, we’re playing this track because it features modern R&amp;amp;B stylings, electronica influences, disco influences, groove based composition, and interweaving vocal harmony.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sweeeet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The awesomeness of Pandora got me to thinking:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;how can this be expanded to other services besides music? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My resulting idea was almost TOO brilliant: PandoraMatch.com. (take notes JimmyJames, this could be your next get-rich-quick scheme).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Naturally PandoraMatch.com would employ Pandora Radio’s model of matching users to music they like by matching them to singles they could date and/or hook up with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let’s see how this would work (for the purposes of this example, the user will be a heterosexual dude):&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You’d start by naming chicks you had a good experience with and indicating that you like or dislike others: “Like” the girl at Bank of America (great physical shape, nice smile, not too aggressive in trying to sell me shitty banking products); “Dislike” the girl at Subway (she’s pretty nice but I can’t understand a word she says, and she’s less attractive than Jared).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S3MJb0LM7RI/AAAAAAAAA3M/aJrCZrHeGJ8/s1600-h/subway_jared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S3MJb0LM7RI/AAAAAAAAA3M/aJrCZrHeGJ8/s200/subway_jared.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436699548633066770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The site would then start recommending other single ladies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While we’re at it, they might as well include photos and a short profile on the site so you can eliminate some without leaving the house.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The more you used it, the better PandoraMatch would get.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Based on what you’ve told us so far, we’re recommending this chick because she is age 22-34, has long hair, non-blue eyes, B-cups or larger, is college-educated, and likes Oreo ice cream.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What are some other features of Pandora Radio that could be used by PandoraMatch.com?&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Click “I’m tired of this bitch” and the site would keep her in your queue but not recommend her again for at least a month (we’ve all been there).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You could also use “Send to a Friend”, like when you realize a chick is jacked and could probably bench press you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Here you go Rocco.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-1592672143149936753?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/1592672143149936753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/ill-open-pandoras-box-any-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/1592672143149936753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/1592672143149936753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/ill-open-pandoras-box-any-day.html' title='I’ll Open Pandora’s Box Any Day'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S3MLnewvivI/AAAAAAAAA3U/a6NKgRRqKtE/s72-c/pandora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-4824096342922542309</id><published>2010-02-08T11:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:37:08.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why the Saints won</title><content type='html'>It had nothing to do with God, and I find it strange if New Orleans is going to insist that God likes them. Hurricanes aside, Bourbon St. has over 20 strip clubs in a 6 block radius. That just doesn't scream "God loves Nola" to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get to the real reasons. The Colts undoubtedly played better throughout the game. Manning had all the time in the world and the Saints kept on blitzing. A cornerback jumps a route near the end and all of the sudden the Saints defense was great? Negative. The Saints continued to blitz despite failing miserably and managed to force an interception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why did the Colts lose? Bill Polian. Outside of Bill Polian, I find the Colts extremely likeable. However, that whackjob of a general manager is the reason the Colts lost. He upset the football Gods. The Colts pissed off the football Gods by throwing their undefeated season. Talk about one of the most cowardly moves of all time. All of the players were devastated. The coach was pissed. Everyone on the team was pissed. Just giving up in the middle of the game and putting in the bench players?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what?! to save people for the Super Bowl?! Then why did Manning play half the game in a blizzard the next week in Buffalo? Face it. The Colts didnt have the guts to go for an undefeated season and you HONESTLY thought the Gods would allow them to win a superbowl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even taking the "football Gods" out of the topic, what kind of team wants to play for a pansy leader like Bill Polian. I can't help but feel bad for the Colts. They have the greatest quarterback of all time (Manning is better than Brady) and what do they have to show for it? 1 Super Bowl?! Against Rex Grossman?! HAHAHAHA. It's pathetic. The blame falls squarely on Bill Polian. He built one hell of a regular season team, but unless they are facing cupcake teams like the 2006 Chicago Bears, the Colts may never win another championship again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sick of the Peyton Manning bashing too. He's better than Brady. Peyton Manning's interception was a better pass than 90% of Brady's completions this year. The reality is, the Colts just simply did not deserve to win. It was gutless of them to throw away their undefeated season. It was presumptious to say they were doing it so they could win the Superbowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example, the New England Patriots, who went undefeated and lost by 3 points on a fluke catch (which was incredible) but a fluke. Then, we have the 14-2 Indianaopolis Colts who lost by double digits. Bill Polian singlehandedly turned a memorable season into just a standard Colts season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being happy for the Saints, I've never felt worse for the Colts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-4824096342922542309?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/4824096342922542309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/why-saints-won.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4824096342922542309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4824096342922542309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/why-saints-won.html' title='Why the Saints won'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-2619690784299385209</id><published>2010-02-03T22:49:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:31:27.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Has JimmyJames Been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey you hear about Jimmy????............. HES BACK &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MANGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, sorry for my absence everyone (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sorry) , but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JimmyJames&lt;/span&gt; has been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;traveling&lt;/span&gt; the world and making it a better place for everyone .... What have you guys been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt;???.. exactly....... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dooshbags&lt;/span&gt;........ Lets take a look at some photos I took of my travels in case you need proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm sorry, but while you were going for the high score in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;free cell&lt;/span&gt; at work I .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came in first in Global Guts and took home a piece of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Agro&lt;/span&gt; Crag .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pGcsrGBuI/AAAAAAAAA2E/FN0pgEMqmms/s1600-h/cragNEW.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 296px; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434233359218116322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pGcsrGBuI/AAAAAAAAA2E/FN0pgEMqmms/s400/cragNEW.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved a puppy from drowning.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pHoXu53gI/AAAAAAAAA2M/NZMjQWAakPU/s1600-h/plucky-kids-save-drowning-puppy-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434234659267010050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pHoXu53gI/AAAAAAAAA2M/NZMjQWAakPU/s400/plucky-kids-save-drowning-puppy-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried out for American Idol  (FAIL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pInLrYMcI/AAAAAAAAA2U/kGpRH6gCemU/s1600-h/daniel_j_gokey_kansas.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434235738362753474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pInLrYMcI/AAAAAAAAA2U/kGpRH6gCemU/s320/daniel_j_gokey_kansas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved another puppy from drowning.... ( &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ur&lt;/span&gt; welcome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pJivnZLEI/AAAAAAAAA2c/I7Ek6AFOrcE/s1600-h/dog-saved-from-drowning-425js081709.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434236761621998658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pJivnZLEI/AAAAAAAAA2c/I7Ek6AFOrcE/s320/dog-saved-from-drowning-425js081709.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a guest spot on " Full House"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pKiAE1zuI/AAAAAAAAA2k/e36xC_YE9xw/s1600-h/Full-House-tv-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434237848372236002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pKiAE1zuI/AAAAAAAAA2k/e36xC_YE9xw/s320/Full-House-tv-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved a puppy from a house fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pLWLupRtI/AAAAAAAAA2s/ZNzYSPz-3Ww/s1600-h/20081231__css93a086_gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434238744853563090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pLWLupRtI/AAAAAAAAA2s/ZNzYSPz-3Ww/s320/20081231__css93a086_gallery.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And got &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; in "Teen Jeopardy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pM6bZK7rI/AAAAAAAAA20/LU71n_87vpw/s1600-h/willdantzler.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434240467045379762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pM6bZK7rI/AAAAAAAAA20/LU71n_87vpw/s320/willdantzler.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;there's&lt;/span&gt; some of the pics from my trip, I'll try to get some more up , but right now I have some puppies to save....... peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JimmyJaMeS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-2619690784299385209?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/2619690784299385209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/where-has-jimmyjames-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2619690784299385209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2619690784299385209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/where-has-jimmyjames-been.html' title='Where Has JimmyJames Been?'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pGcsrGBuI/AAAAAAAAA2E/FN0pgEMqmms/s72-c/cragNEW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-8231157719830144978</id><published>2010-02-03T22:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:49:32.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger Woods New Sponsor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pCtvhzVJI/AAAAAAAAA18/IUW4oOFhfDQ/s1600-h/tiger-lays-jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 287px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434229253995713682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pCtvhzVJI/AAAAAAAAA18/IUW4oOFhfDQ/s400/tiger-lays-jpeg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pCoFTwFaI/AAAAAAAAA10/1ic6lu-nNKc/s1600-h/tiger-lays-jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I gotta give the other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JH&lt;/span&gt; (John Harrison) credit for this one. He sent it on an email while i was in and out of consciousness at my desk at work..... and I got a little chuckle out of it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-8231157719830144978?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/8231157719830144978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/tiger-woods-new-sponsor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8231157719830144978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8231157719830144978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/tiger-woods-new-sponsor.html' title='Tiger Woods New Sponsor'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S2pCtvhzVJI/AAAAAAAAA18/IUW4oOFhfDQ/s72-c/tiger-lays-jpeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-4525556028098040266</id><published>2010-02-03T22:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:48:47.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gifflix.com/files/21882321661b.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.gifflix.com/files/21882321661b.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This was the common reaction from the actions that took place in my post below (see post below).......I'm not proud of myself.....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-4525556028098040266?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/4525556028098040266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/this-was-common-reaction-from-my-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4525556028098040266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4525556028098040266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/this-was-common-reaction-from-my-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-3700573904513863281</id><published>2010-02-03T22:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:37:09.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Not to Do on The Orange Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ktransit.com/transit/NAmerica/useast/boston/Photos/bos-hr-or01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ktransit.com/transit/NAmerica/useast/boston/Photos/bos-hr-or01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What not to do :&lt;/strong&gt; Assume that the group of chinese people standing to the left of you are all getting off at the China Town Stop so you move out of the way for them when the doors open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes the next 6 stops on the way to Sullivan Sq . very awkward..... and when they get off and get on the same bus as you ,its just painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-3700573904513863281?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/3700573904513863281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/things-not-to-do-on-orange-line.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3700573904513863281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3700573904513863281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/things-not-to-do-on-orange-line.html' title='Things Not to Do on The Orange Line'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-7054754066565385725</id><published>2010-02-02T22:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:43:34.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day...really?</title><content type='html'>It probably surprises nobody that I hate Valentines Day. Even when I was in committed relationships, Valentines Day always proved itself to be pretty lame. Granted, I haven't been in a committed relationship in almost 3 years, so maybe I'm beginning to lose some credibility. But seriously, why does this holiday exist? To make single people feel lonely? To reinforce some sort of idea that being in a relationship is better than alfredo sauce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, guys have to unload all this money on jewelry, roses, all this BS stuff. For what? Why?! I don't get it! It's all bullshit. Just like Christmas is now. Driven by consumerism. If people want to use Valentines Day as a way to express some appreciation, then fine. But stop with the excessive spending and the phony BS. If anything at all, I implore everyone to spend Valentines Day with your friends. Let's face it, if you're in a relationship with someone, you already spend WAY too much time with them at the expense of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop being some mindless droid that just does what you're told. Think about Valentines Day and why you're actually spending all this money. Is it really necessary? Why? It's a bogus holiday just like President's Day. But at least we get a day off for that in the public sector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I dont feel this way about St. Patrick's Day. The Irish deserve St. Patrick's Day. Is it a little odd that only Irish Americans get a special day? Yes. I will concede that. But, Italian Americans are pretty well celebrated in other ways. Yet, German-Americans may have a beef. There are many German-Americans that came over in the 20th century and they dont get much recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, let this be a shout out to German culture. German food is SO good. Germans are celebrated for their beer, their love for soccer, and their love for sex. Italians are the romantics, but the Germans just get right down to it. In fact, I should open up a German restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I really got off on a tangent here. Let me just say that things have been pretty crazy for me lately in terms of school winding down. I'll be graduating in May and studying for the bar so I've got a pretty daunting road ahead of me. Since I'm the only one that posts anymore, I just want to say I'm going to do my best to keep this blog fresh. But at the same time, I don't want to force myself to write anything because then the blog will probably become hackneyed and stale. Patience, whatever readers are left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what it's worth, I'll give you some updates on how the original members are doing. D is currently working in New Jersey, he'll be there for another week or two. Overall, he seems to be doing alot better since the end of 2009. Rocco is still working with retards but is gearing up for his first season as the head coach of Lesley baseball. I'm actually pretty pumped about that still as it has become evident they will be one of the better teams in the Boston area with the demise of the Red Sox. Jimmy? well, anyone who knows Jimmy probably knows exactly how Jimmy is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so yeah, I'm heading to Tennessee in a week so I'll be gone yet again for an extended period of time. The South is a pretty interesting place. no doubt I'll be hitting up more Waffle Houses on the way. Say what you want about the South, but its got Waffle Houses, and Sonic, and all those other awesome chains that never make it up to the Northeast. What a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm off for now. Stay in touch folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-7054754066565385725?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/7054754066565385725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/valentines-dayreally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7054754066565385725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7054754066565385725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/02/valentines-dayreally.html' title='Valentines Day...really?'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-3494701824754760124</id><published>2010-01-25T02:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T02:43:22.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brett Favre died for our sins</title><content type='html'>Brett Favre died last night when authorities found him hanging from a cross in his backyard. It is said that Brett, who had recently appointed himself the King of Jews II, will return again to Judge the Living and the Dead. His will mentioned nothing of his estate, but was adamant about being buried in a tomb with a big boulder. On the Sunday after his death, he insists that we all go near the tomb so we can watch him ascend to heaven and wonder how he escaped from the tomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett wants you all to know that he gave his life to save us from our sins. In fact, he demands that we all know because he has paid for TV crews to provide 24 hour live coverage of his tomb so we can watch him limp out and remark about how "tough" he is and how he plays with nothing but "heart" and "soul." Brett has already published an autobiography and you can find them in hotel rooms and church pews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett performed numerous miracles in his life. He won a Superbowl. He threw for a bunch of TD passes a few days after his father, Joseph, passed away. He also threw for the most career NFL interceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett was loved by everyone and was noted for his extreme loyalty to his followers. When he told his followers something, he always stuck to his word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not know how Brett Favre managed to crucify himself. But I do know why: He died for my sins. He died for all of our sins. But most importantly, whether he's limping on TV or crying in a press conference, he wants us to know about his sacrifice. After all, if there is one thing Brett Favre can teach us, prophets have to convince the world of their divinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S11LeBrX-MI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Ayit2eI5pRs/s1600-h/beer_jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S11LeBrX-MI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Ayit2eI5pRs/s400/beer_jesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430579704897206466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the name of the Father, Brett Favre, and the Holy Spirit, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-3494701824754760124?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/3494701824754760124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/brett-favre-died-for-our-sins.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3494701824754760124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3494701824754760124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/brett-favre-died-for-our-sins.html' title='Brett Favre died for our sins'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S11LeBrX-MI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Ayit2eI5pRs/s72-c/beer_jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-6689984062538574911</id><published>2010-01-25T02:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T02:51:38.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did D just drop a treat?</title><content type='html'>It wasnt much, but I do believe D posted something to the blog. As for the content, I don't know what else I can say. It was cold, and Nan Ling was a good 15 minutes away. D was the one who brought it up and I obliged. We may have looked ridiculous, but when you consider we were going to Nan Ling, we still might have been the most normal of the patrons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Nan Ling. Can you find a much worse Chinese food place? It takes you hours to get your crappy overpriced food. The service not only sucks, but they are rude to you. They take forever to make meaningless orders and they arent even open 24 hours. Can we please get ONE Chinese food place open 24 hours in boston? PLEASE? Just one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give Nan Ling competition all you would have to do is be open late and treat me like a human being to obtain my business. Overprice your food, take forever making it, but dont be an asshole to me and consider me your most loyal customer. Nan Ling makes it so easy to hate and yet I still go back for more. So who is the fool? The fool or the one who follows him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone seen Jimmy James or Rocco for that matter? Does anyone want to start writing for this blog once I take it over for good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Superbowl looks average. Nobody wants to see the Colts win obviously. The weird thing is, the Colts arent really that hated. Colts fans hate the Patriots, but lets face it, the Patriots dont really hate the Colts that much. That being said, I'm going to root against the Colts because I, like most of America, would like to see the Saints win their first Superbowl. They are a very likeable team and hell, I was just in Nola so why wouldnt I launch my support for a city that treated me so well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-6689984062538574911?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/6689984062538574911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/did-d-just-drop-treat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6689984062538574911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6689984062538574911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/did-d-just-drop-treat.html' title='Did D just drop a treat?'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-7000703718381278026</id><published>2010-01-24T12:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:25:23.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D'/><title type='text'>Texts From Boosh's Night</title><content type='html'>(978):  Just so we are clear, we did, in fact, do a 2 man indian sprint to nan ling last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lloyd "D" Christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-7000703718381278026?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/7000703718381278026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/texts-from-booshs-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7000703718381278026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7000703718381278026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/texts-from-booshs-night.html' title='Texts From Boosh&apos;s Night'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-1419684895646428620</id><published>2010-01-22T11:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T12:13:43.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jersey Shore</title><content type='html'>Chris Rock came out with a famous bit in 1996 titled "niggas vs. black people" in which he comically detailed how the acts of a select few group of black people were giving the race itself a bad name throughout the country. The act has been most recently referenced by a Father's Day Speech that President Obama made, and I'm sure most of you who watch the Office remember the references to it on "Diversity Day" with Steve Carell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parallel to Jersey Shore is blatantly obvious to Italian-Americans. Too often, I hear people justify watching this show because this isn't REALLY Italian-Americans, it's "guidos from Jersey Shore." In other words, as long as you, the individual, can make a distinction that you are not treating this as indicative of Italian-Americans, then you find it acceptable and enjoyable to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, only other Italian-Americans can have a legitimate opinion on how I react to the show so if you arent, I would suggest you plug your holes since you'll never know what it's like to be an Italian-American or what it means. Second of all, that attitude itself is very lousy. Simply because you find it acceptable to watch, all of the sudden that makes it ok for everyone else? What about the 12 year old who starts making slurs towards Italian Americans because he watches that show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not calling for censorship. I hate censorship. I'm not calling for anything. I am expressing a large disappointment in those who watch Jersey Shore. MTV itself is insufferable, but those of you who watch allow these things to exist. All you did was perpetuate the crap that continues to dominate this world and reduce human beings to complacent robots. Don't believe me? Look at how everyone jumped through the hoop in the election last week? Since when does a special election require the specially educated to announce their support for a political figure when in reality they have no idea the implications and ramifications of the political process. Yet, all last week people played their roles, which served nothing more than to self aggrandize and polarize. I see right through all of you. If you have nothing better to do with your life than watch Jersey Shore at any given moment, what does that say about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what it says: You're all so dramatic about your insecurities that watching other peoples pathetic drama is exactly what you need to stomach yourself. but then again, maybe that's why these shows are so successful. So go ahead. watch the next garbage show that MTV puts out so you can feel better about your life. Then the next, then the next. Then get married and reproduce so we can have 3 more retards who watch it. Then they'll reproduce and we can continue to de-evolve as a society as the morons exponentially increase while intelligent people will blow their brains out in frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, I think less of anyone who chooses to watch Jersey Shore. Considering all of the ways to entertain yourself in a world filled with opportunities to numb your mind, choosing Jersey Shore pretty much tells me exactly what I need to know about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-1419684895646428620?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/1419684895646428620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/jersey-shore.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/1419684895646428620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/1419684895646428620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/jersey-shore.html' title='Jersey Shore'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-1330404814736434101</id><published>2010-01-14T13:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T13:20:40.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOSH IS BACK MANG</title><content type='html'>Geez, you go to texas, louisiana, and mississippi for a couple weeks and the entire blog falls apart. Can't say I'm shocked. First of all, welcome to 2010 everyone. I hope you all had a good new year and by that I mean I hope you all went to a house party instead of paying 200 dollar cover charges for inaccessible open bars and a tiny glass of champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years is a pretty shitty holiday. There is absolutely nothing good about New Years unless you follow the fresh start mantra. And sure, while alot of you may say that you do, are you really getting a fresh start by getting hammered with your friends and making out with the closest person next to you at midnight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEN THE HELL DID THAT BECOME A TRADITION. When I was a kid it used to be just celebrating, hugging and drinking sparkling cider. Since when does slipping tongue become so acceptable I have to watch Sailor Bob get to first base in Times Square on live television with some insecure tramp from Southern CT? Correct me if I'm wrong, but doesnt Seacrest host these things now? Yeah. Like I really needed more excuses to hate New Years Eve. They make it too easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now sure, we dont even have to get into my own history of New Years parties and the events revolving James Hamilton. But I will say this, New Years Day tends to be pretty fun. A good day with the family...lots of Chinese and Italian food to go around. This may only be my family, but New Years Day is done pretty well. Go around the table and do the bull shit new years resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Years Resolution is to like Taylor Swift. So far...so good. For a blonde, she is fairly attractive. We all know I am a brunette guy. But my goal isnt to find her attractive...it's just to like her. So far so good. The few times I hear her songs, I try to keep them on. I'm not saying I'm going to get a poster of her and hang it in my room but let's look at her benefits: She's classy. she's not some 16 year old tramp parading around in her underwear grinding on lunchboxes (Miley Cyrus). She's also not the sequel to Hansen (Jonas Brothers). Also, as the victim of Kanye West's ego, I find it so much easier to rally behind her.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S09f_VxMRtI/AAAAAAAAA1k/hfMA_Lakv-0/s1600-h/taylor_swift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S09f_VxMRtI/AAAAAAAAA1k/hfMA_Lakv-0/s400/taylor_swift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426661617784604370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've done it once already on this blog but I'm just going to say TOLD YA SO to every fucking moron Kanye West fan out there. I said right from the start he was full of shit. Now all you former fans are jumping on my bandwagon. Well get off of it, because he will come out with a new album in 3 years and you'll probably pretend you never left him in the first place (Justin Timberlake).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, you heard it here...I am a Taylor Swift fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I still have the Decade in Reviews to do, so dont think I forgot about those. Obviously I will tell some Texan and New Orleans tales as well as I get settled back into normalcy. I'd like to apologize for the lack of treats, but its not my apology to make as I have been nowhere near the internet. blame the other retards in the right column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-1330404814736434101?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/1330404814736434101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/boosh-is-back-mang.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/1330404814736434101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/1330404814736434101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/boosh-is-back-mang.html' title='BOOSH IS BACK MANG'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/S09f_VxMRtI/AAAAAAAAA1k/hfMA_Lakv-0/s72-c/taylor_swift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-2816891886266029805</id><published>2010-01-07T14:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T14:35:29.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracy Morgan tries to take out Conan ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gifflix.com/files/befa2e60aa8a.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://www.gifflix.com/files/befa2e60aa8a.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, Tracy Morgan became &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possessed&lt;/span&gt; during a recent filming of the Tonight Show with Conan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Obrien&lt;/span&gt; and attempted to stab him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy has no comment about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;incident&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-2816891886266029805?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/2816891886266029805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/tracy-morgan-tries-to-take-out-conan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2816891886266029805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2816891886266029805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/tracy-morgan-tries-to-take-out-conan.html' title='Tracy Morgan tries to take out Conan ?'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-4760963605077216679</id><published>2010-01-03T18:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:56:02.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog of 2010 Bitches!</title><content type='html'>It may be a new year but its the same old story. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Boosh&lt;/span&gt; is back touring the country again and mocking everyone with picture messages that he send us everyday of all the awesome places that he goes. Jimmy I believe is still face down in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Medford&lt;/span&gt; gutter somewhere, he will most likely pull out of it just in time to shower and head to work tomorrow. So it looks like the Daddy is back in the drivers seat making sure this blog &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; turn to shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As is every year, the day after Christmas turns into the New Years Eve Countdown...everyone is firing out text messages and E-Mails about what are we gonna do, where we going and all that shit. I have no problem with it, New Years is a great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to get together with your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;, and have another night to act like a drunken asshole. But is that what New Years Eve essentially turn into? Act like an asshole night?? What right do bars have to charge you $85-$100 for a goddamn ticket to get into there bar? Are they fucking retarded? If &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not going to go to your bar on a normal weekend when you are charging just a 5 or 10 dollar cover, what makes you think I am going to pay in some cases 10 times that to wait in line all night just to get in and then wait in other lines to get my drinks? Fuck you man. Also, what the hell am I going to do for 4-5 hours at bar to get that moneys worth? You can only creep on the same group of girls so many times before they report you as a potential sex offender in the 617 area code region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going along with this same premise, and this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;diffidently&lt;/span&gt; goes out to the guys out there more than the ladies, why do you all act like fucking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dooshbags&lt;/span&gt; out at the bar that night? Its like you all transform into those retards from that Jersey Shore show on MTV, fist pumping, spilling your drink all over everyone, the only difference is that you are wearing a sport coat and those &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Guido&lt;/span&gt; fucks are wearing a wife beater under shirt that would barely fit a toddler. Clean it up, just because its the end of the year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; mean that we are all going to forget about the way you acted that night. Its just gonna make us wanna kick your ass that much more the next time we see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion, New Years is no different in my book from Valentines Day. Its a marketing holiday that in the long run is only going to get people in trouble with how they act. Why do you have to act any different on this day than on any other day. Why do bars have to charge the fuck out of every single one of us? Its non sense. So my New Years resolution is to cunt punt any asshole I see on December 31, 2010 or any bar owner or bouncer that thinks he is the fucking man &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; he just raped me on a ticket to get into his shit establishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - After hearing this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;you'd&lt;/span&gt; think that I did go to a bar, but I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; went to a house party that night at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JimmyJames&lt;/span&gt; apartment. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; had to rant a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATS UP 2010!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rockdaddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-4760963605077216679?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/4760963605077216679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/first-blog-of-2010-bitches.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4760963605077216679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4760963605077216679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2010/01/first-blog-of-2010-bitches.html' title='First Blog of 2010 Bitches!'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-4598105833181841500</id><published>2009-12-26T12:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T12:54:29.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Field vs. Doyle Round 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thumbnails.hulu.com/9/45/25704_512x288_generated__pWQQfM2QY0eQFKiy50f3lA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 512px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://thumbnails.hulu.com/9/45/25704_512x288_generated__pWQQfM2QY0eQFKiy50f3lA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off Merry Christmas to everyone out there in DroppinTreats country. This past Wednesday at Belmont High was one of the most anticipated one on one pickup games of all time; Kevin D. Field versus Ryan Q. Doyle. The E-mails about this highly anticipated match up started weeks ago. This was the prime time match up that everyone wanted to see. Hands down these are the two of the worst basketball players out of our group of friends. Doyle is known for hip checking and his patterned laser one step jumper from inside the foul line that usually hits more back board than anything else. Fields game has always been much of a mystery to me because I had never seen him play before. From what I have gathered though from my sources is that his game is exactly the same as Doyles. On paper, this is about as even as a match up as you can get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.cinematical.com/media/2009/03/cine-polly-basketball.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, I showed up about an hour after everyone else did because of my own basketball practice. The first thing I asked though was "Did I miss it?!?!" and there was a resounding no from the fellow ballers. This instantaneously put me in a bad mood. From what I heard, Field has played in more pickup games through out the course of the night and there was even mention of him going coast to coast on Doyle. I am already thinking that I have underestimated the little spark plug of my room mate as a hoopster. Upon my arrival my team played in 3 games, Field was on my team for all three. His game is a little rough around the edges but not too bad. Doyle played in 1 of the games and played his typical Doyleian type of game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now its time to wrap it up, we didn't have enough time to play another full court game, so we immediately start to beg for this match up. Game to 5...Winners take it. They shoot and Field misses and Doyle drains it. Doyle gets right into his only offensive move, trying to back his man down. Now, as referee, I was willing to let a lot of things slide. Two things I could have called the entire time could have been 3 seconds and arm checking. Doyle never left the paint once and Field wasn't exactly playing sound Boston Celtics D, he was more in a mood of trying to punish Doyle's kidneys. On three consecutivc possessions, Doyle backs down field, gaining a little bit of ground with every dribble and got close enough to where a 7 year old was even going to make the layup. It was just a case of Chinese water torcher for Field. Finally, Field gets a stop on a rare miss by The Bod. The two warriors are just spent physically...Field takes a two pointer from the top of the key and shanks it off the right side of the rim. Doyle got the rebound and it was over from there. I never thought in my life I would eve say this, but Doyle has the more polished basketball game of the two and made Field pay for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not a bad first fame for the two...cant wait to see the in week adjustments and if Field can bounce back or if Doyle will continue to lay the wood to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rockdaddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-4598105833181841500?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/4598105833181841500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/field-vs-doyle-round-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4598105833181841500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4598105833181841500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/field-vs-doyle-round-1.html' title='Field vs. Doyle Round 1'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-331467830342124418</id><published>2009-12-24T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:15:17.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM THE DROPPIN' TREATS FAMILY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5opSNbEX5g/SVKuzEAoLjI/AAAAAAAAAgE/hYPmSdMKSX4/s400/funny8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 366px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5opSNbEX5g/SVKuzEAoLjI/AAAAAAAAAgE/hYPmSdMKSX4/s400/funny8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-331467830342124418?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/331467830342124418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-from-droppin-treats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/331467830342124418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/331467830342124418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-from-droppin-treats.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM THE DROPPIN&apos; TREATS FAMILY'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5opSNbEX5g/SVKuzEAoLjI/AAAAAAAAAgE/hYPmSdMKSX4/s72-c/funny8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-8137001618442767203</id><published>2009-12-23T14:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T15:28:26.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Droppin Treats Festivus</title><content type='html'>Festivus comes but once a year. If you have no idea what festivus is, you're nuts. but this will explain it right &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c8g4Ztf7hIM"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all know Festivus begins with the airing grievances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D, you are unbelievable. The blog started as 4 of us. You had about one post before you decided to roll over and die. You were supposed to be the voice of reason. Then you go on to work 80 hour weeks and be a dickhead. Ughhh sorry guys I gotta work on Saturday and Sunday so i cant go out. Ughhh sorry I cant go cuz I dont get out of work til 10pm. thanks for contributing D, you're the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocco - Are you kidding me dude? You've been ripping on me because you all had to carry the blog while I was in Europe and that was over 6 months ago. You drop a treat like you're on a menstrual cycle and the only difference is I'm the one cramping up after I read it. Whenever Rocco walks by me I have to cover up because I know he is going to reach for my genitals. It's safe to say nobody has touched "me" more than Rocco has in my entire life. Thanks Rock, you're the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy - You're the only person I know that will continue to spell Ridiculous as rediciulous no matter how often someone corrects you. You're idea of dropping a treat is posting a gif or a picture. Not to mention, the gifs usually are about the equivalant of a stick figure drawn in microsoft paint, in both effort and humor. Sweet. Jimmy's here. The party can start. You're the man dude...seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for the Feats of Strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feats of strength this year will go to Rocco. 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It's hard to think about anything else other than the Patriots winning the Superbowl. The first game of the playoffs against the Raiders, the infamous tuck rule game. It was awesome. I further remember the ride home where we got nailed by a drunk driver in Davis' car. Then the guy took off. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter track was a dominating team and we won the MVC easily. In the Spring, we dominated as well and won States, as well as the MVC. I had won 5 consecutive MVC championships with Levine at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lakers would go on to win their third in a row and the Red Wings would in the Cup. Bonds dominated all of baseball in 2002 and would bring the Giants to the World Series only to be defeated by the Angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2002, we tormented our teachers. Ms. Araujo, our spanish teacher, to be exact. In no particular order, we left snowballs on her desk, we would yell "Da me Cabeza" at her throughout the class (look it up on freetranslation.com if you want to know what the literal translation of that is). Ryan Byrne threw a folder at her. We slept in class. She made me sign a contract that I would stop taking over her class. I copied and pasted a Weird Al song into Altavista and translated it into a poem and handed it in. Jimmy got caught cheating and she continued to let him cheat. We convinced a substitute teacher that I was deaf (in a spanish class). We changed her computer screen saver to say inappropriate things. My brother would hide in her closet and jump out in the middle of class to scare her. Peter Ricci would walk into class and just say hello, despite Araujo having no idea who he was. We looked up her home phone number in the yellow pages and told her her daughter gave it to D when he slept with her. When she was out one day, I used that number and called her house and asked her where she was. She was not happy. We were supposed to do reports on spanish artists like Picasso and Dali and my brother decided to give his oral presentation on Joseph Stalin without telling her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I missed some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That summer I started working at Fenway with my brother. It was a pretty darn good time being at all the games. Summer went by fairly quickly and it ended with me losing a tooth and having my 4 bottom teeth go through my lip in a kneeboarding accident. Oh well. Senior year kicked off with a bang. Rocco was startin at QB. Jimmy was returning kicks to the one yard line and gettin tackled. D was bein a dickhead. We were all applyin to colleges now and that was stupid. I applied to Tulane and was dead set on going to New Orleans after they accepted me. Of course, things would change in 2003. But as of right then, I was dead set on being a Green Wave in good ole Nawlins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point during the fall of senior year, I remember at one party Jimmy kept snorting sugar and then tweaking out to convince these sophomores that he had ODed. The kids bolted out of the house, got pulled over and told the cops that we were all doing lines at the party. The cops showed up and conducted a pretty wild search, only to find out that it was all a big joke. Needless to say, those sophomores were never seen or heard from again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school decided to make all of these changes, such as putting bars in the middle of hallways. This would begin "lunchtime relays" in which I'd retrieve a baton and we would run laps around a smell section of the school outside the cafeteria and pass the baton to whoever else wanted to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are plenty more 2002 stories, but im pretty sick of typing. put some in the comments and i will add them in, that goes for the other years too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-6872869795832196621?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/6872869795832196621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/decade-in-review-2002.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6872869795832196621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6872869795832196621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/decade-in-review-2002.html' title='DECADE IN REVIEW: 2002'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-4908835595892334826</id><published>2009-12-21T14:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T15:43:42.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DECADE IN REVIEW: 2001</title><content type='html'>Ahhh, 2001. a WAY better year than 2000. It started off farily rough though. First, my dog died when he was only 5 years old. We think he had a heart attack but who knows. that sucked. Then, a week later, it seemed like things would pick up when the Ravens beat the Giants in the Superbowl. But, Ray Lewis stabbed someone to death and got away with it by pleading to a misdemeanor obstruction of justice charge and carried on with his life. Smells like justice to me. Mike vick goes to jail for dogfighting, Plax goes to jail for shooting himself in the leg, Ray Lewis stabs someone to death and goes free. But yeah, let's just continue to pretend society isnt composed of morons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first year of indoor track was interesting. I missed hockey but track was that much better with jimmy on board. The team itself was solid. We ended up winning the MVC that year. That spring we also won the MVC in outdoor track so it was a pretty good string of championships to round out my sophomore year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside, well the Lakers won again. But, my favorite hockey team at the time, the Colorado Avalanche, secured a game 7 win over the New Jersey Devils. Which was awesome. The summer of 2001 was interesting. The gf and I broke up at the start of summer. I started working as the Pushcart cafe as a mop boy. It was a grimy job but someone had to do it. I took my license test (all I had to do was drive around a rotary) and I officially was licensed to borrow my parents cars when they werent using them. Lucky for me, my parents never made it out much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior year of high school was about as good as it gets. The soccer team was sick and we would end up winning the MVC. September 11th happened and I remember the high school told everyone to stay in class. I wasnt having it so I went to the library to watch everything unfold after the two towers were struck. I remember standing next to Mr. Piscione as we watched both the towers crumble on live TV amidst gasps and sobs. Then I remember him whispering in my ear "this is all your fault." I tried really heard not to laugh, and I succeeded. but it wasnt a complete success as I was arguably the only person outside of Afghanistan smirking at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember there were rumors that every city got hit and the death toll was in the millions. One of my buddies dads was flying that day and he was in tears all day because he didnt know what was going on. It was pretty wild. One girl picked the wrong day to visit Hofstra (I'd mention their names but I fear that they dont want to be associated with this blog). The best part about September 11th, and  there wasnt much, was the sense of entitlement that New yorkers have felt ever since. Like the myth that New Yorkers somehow "united" as the Spiderman movies would have you believe. How Rudy Giulani saved the world from extinction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this made watching the Diamondbacks beat the Yankees in one of the best World Series in baseball in game 7 that rewarding. Unfortunately, that sense of entitlement never died and its arguably the biggest casualty of those terrorist attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final element of 2001 came when Marius and Paolo made their appearance at TMHS. both on exchange from Brazil, Paolo stood about 6 feet 9 inches tall and served as a gift to the basketball team. Marius would join our soccer team. Marius was a fairly shy guy and didnt say much. His English was ok. For whatever reason, he was in my Spanish class. I thought I had hit the jackpot, because I thought Marius spoke Spanish. Well, unfortunately Boosh never got the memo that Brazilians speak Portuguese. So I quickly realized it was not a good idea to copy his tests and homework after we both started failing. Marius and I would go on to form a very good friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my birthday that year, we all went to the Bruins game and it was a pretty good time. We closed out the night at Burger King, where I remember Janelle Lafreniere and I watched a hit and run from the drive thru. I was 17 now. Also, I remember I gave a Veterans Day speech in front of the entire school...what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended the year getting pulled over for the first time for speeding. It certainly would not be the last time I got pulled over for speeding. Frankly, I dont see the point of driving slow. The whole point of transportation is to get from point A to point B in the most efficient way possible. Doing it in the fastest way possible, providing you are not reckless, is the way to do it. I was let off with a warning and it would be my first and only time being pulled over by a Tewksbury cop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I think I'm done with 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-4908835595892334826?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/4908835595892334826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/decade-in-review-2001.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4908835595892334826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4908835595892334826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/decade-in-review-2001.html' title='DECADE IN REVIEW: 2001'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-5563698110162600167</id><published>2009-12-20T12:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T15:42:53.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DECADE IN REVIEW: 2000</title><content type='html'>Now, you'll be getting plenty of decade in review crap over the next few weeks regarding pop culture. What you wont get are decade in reviews regarding the dropping of treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New years night 2000 was spent in my humble home with my family. I was but a freshman in high school, still playing in about 3 different hockey leagues and getting to know my high school. I remember i pulled a muscle in the back of my shoulder blade and every time I sneezed, I would feel this intense pain and would let out a yelp in the middle of class. Spring rolled around and I remember I got some brutal shin splints combining spring track with hockey. I believe my romantic life consisted of an on/off fling with Leah Boudreau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Superbowl had an awesome ending with that Titans receiver getting tackled on the 1 yard line, and the kurt warner rams would go on to win it all. The Lakers won it all in 2000 (starting their 3peat run) Note: Kobe was not dining on Shaq's ass yet. Lastly, the New Jersey Devils won the Cup that year. Hard to find a more ugly string of champions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer of 2000 got a bit crazy. For example, at the end of freshman year, Kelly Boyle decided to throw a keg party when we were 15 years old. Sounds about right. Later in the summer, I got 3 concussions in 2 weeks. I worked at Tewksbury Recreation which was basically a summer camp for all the young tewksbury youngins. My nose was bleedin all the time and I remember I didnt get clearance to play soccer that fall until late october. Sophomore year was a pretty brutal year. I started dating Lauren Bagley for awhile and that was...well...interesting. So yeah, had my 16th birthday and got my learner's permit, which your dog could probably get if you disguised it as a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, there was the whole gore Bush election but I have to be honest here, nobody really gave a shit. I definitely didnt. I will always maintain that a president is nothing more than the face of a country, which only gives him power to influence. The only reason I vote for a president is because of his power to appoint Supreme Court Justices. Other than that, it's all a giant sham designed to make you dance like puppets every four years. but back to 2000, It wasnt that eventful of a year considering the dawn of a new millenium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yankees played the Mets in the Subway series and that ended exactly how it should have ended. Capping off a year of hated teams that won championships. 2000 sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll start writing 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-5563698110162600167?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/5563698110162600167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/decade-in-review-2000.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5563698110162600167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5563698110162600167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/decade-in-review-2000.html' title='DECADE IN REVIEW: 2000'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-3168894368328374305</id><published>2009-12-16T12:49:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T14:21:45.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Ridiculous form of transportation......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.rreep.org/_images/hot_air_balloon_at_powell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px" alt="" src="http://www.rreep.org/_images/hot_air_balloon_at_powell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;              &lt;strong&gt;The Hot Air Balloon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey guys, wanna go for a ride in my hot air balloon?  I don't know how long we'll be gone for or where we'll end up, but lets give it a shot, see what happens "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a better idea, how bout I get blackout drunk and fall asleep on a bus for 5 hours and I bet I get there before you..... stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JimmyJames&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-3168894368328374305?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/3168894368328374305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/most-ridiculous-form-of-transportation.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3168894368328374305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3168894368328374305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/most-ridiculous-form-of-transportation.html' title='Most Ridiculous form of transportation......'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-3886455505323681920</id><published>2009-12-16T12:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:40:40.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait......This isn't my year book........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gifflix.com/files/ae08a28a4bab.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://www.gifflix.com/files/ae08a28a4bab.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-3886455505323681920?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/3886455505323681920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/waitthis-isntt-my-year-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3886455505323681920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3886455505323681920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/waitthis-isntt-my-year-book.html' title='Wait......This isn&apos;t my year book........'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-8743475011857493762</id><published>2009-12-14T17:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T17:39:04.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Done with the Sox</title><content type='html'>"In nine career regular-season starts at Fenway Park, he is 2-5 with a 5.75 ERA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said it before. But lets be honest, I still find myself occasionally cheering for the Red Sox. Yet, when Papelbon blew that game at Fenway, I started rolling on the floor in laughter. I realized that my contempt for the Red Sox may have finally reached its boiling point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Yankees getting even better than last year, let's see how the Red Sox have responded, offering garbage to Jason Bay...trading for Jeremy Hermida...signing Marco Scutaro...trading mike lowell for nothing and still paying his contract...and now 85 million to the one pitcher who has demonstrated he cannot pitch in Fenway Park, John Lackey. WHAT THE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of all the love Theo Epstein gets. He is an awful GM when it comes to free agency. The guy can draft excellent, but his trades have been questionable AT BEST. Let's look at all the genius free agency signings from Mr. Epstein,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Renteria, Julio Lugo, JD Drew, Keith Foulke, Matt Clement, Ramiro Mendoza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets look at all those great trades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kason Gabbard and Dave Murphy for Eric Gagne&lt;br /&gt;All pro shortstop Nomar Garciaparra for a worse shortstop and a substitute first basemen (yeah we won the world series that year, but it was still an awful trade in terms of value)&lt;br /&gt;Mike Lowell for a garbage 25 year old Catcher who had a good year in double A in 2008 but hasnt done anything since.&lt;br /&gt;Trading Manny Ramirez for anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Theo was not with the Red Sox for the Beckett/Lowell for Hanley Ramirez as he was more concerned with wearing gorilla costumes and touring with Pearl Jam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly Theo, cheering for the Red Sox used to be fun when we would cultivate our teams and root against the Yankees because all they did was buy championships. Well guess what, its not fun anymore when we become the Yankees. To make matters worse, the Yankees sign people like Mark Teixeira while we sign John Lackey? I'd much rather cheer for a mediocre team who doesnt have as much money to spend but spends it wisely on a competitive team. Not this team that throws money at questionable players and convinced they can still sell out their park and rip off their fans like they have been doing for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lackey signing may be the straw that broke my back. Chicago White Sox in 2010. Many of you know Ive always been a big White Sox fan due to its rich history, working class fan base, the team that plays in the rich boy Cubs shadow. The classic underdog team that nobody knows about. They have money, they spend it. They have their flaws, but they have personality. A team that I can root for because they dont have idiot fans unlike the ones i am surrounded by here. I'm pretty sure a pink white sox hat wouldnt fly in the South Side. They aren't afraid to critiscize either. Meaning they wont blindly follow a general manager off of a bridge and plummet to a tragic death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fenway Park may be the best thing left about the Red Sox. But how long will that last as the Red Sox continue to whore it out and desecrate it with renovations? The Sox and I are done...officially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-8743475011857493762?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/8743475011857493762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/done-with-sox.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8743475011857493762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8743475011857493762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/done-with-sox.html' title='Done with the Sox'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-8941620008183618261</id><published>2009-12-13T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:41:01.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyXB19SXuKI/AAAAAAAAA1c/i_s5aSuQflc/s1600-h/Funny%2520Motivational%2520Posters%252033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414947259711731874" style="WIDTH: 400px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKOIQ9_EgI/AAAAAAAAA1M/xi0YOmXkboU/s400/SDC10748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414045974697808386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Budapest. I sleep in, entire room to myself. Pick myself out of bed and have no idea what time it is. Maybe I should get that watch today? I took a shower and then dined on my free breakfast, compliments of the hostel (it was toast) and used my free internet to check my email. Good way to start the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's about 930am when I begin my adventure. I hit the street and start walking to the northern bridge. Budapest is 2 different cities, Buda and Pest, seperated by the Danube River. I was staying in Pest so I wanted to cross one of the bridges and go see Buda. As I made my way to the northern bridge, I was struck by the beauty of the city. I crossed into Buda and just wandered around. It was really bizarre. I'd just be walking down the same street that appears to be going straight and then wind up walking in the direction you were just coming from because every street is so curvy and twisted. I checked out a bath and it looked pretty nice but I didnt come here to relax. I came here to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I got lost, I just decided to use the river to guide me through Buda. As I walked, there were some pretty breathtaking views of Pest. Nonetheless, there were some sights that caught my eye inland so I made my way back into downtown Buda. Before I knew it, I was in this residential neighborhood. I walked by a school, and this area was very hilly. I imagine San Francisco is something like this with all of these inclined roads. Next thing I know, I turn a couple of corners and this massive palace is in front of me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKL9TTM5zI/AAAAAAAAA0k/CK46eC866UQ/s1600-h/SDC10679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKL9TTM5zI/AAAAAAAAA0k/CK46eC866UQ/s400/SDC10679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414043587321849650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Literally appeared out of nowhere. No tourists to warn me...nothing. Well apparently, most toursits use a different route to get to the palace, in fact, they usually take a car or bus. I have yet to realize that Budapest is not a walking city due to its massive size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the palace is called the Fisherman's Bastien. At the top, I realized it was actually part of this massive complex/village of museums and landmarks. All of it was extremely impressive. Plenty of tourists everywhere but I could deal with them considering they were all in groups. I explored the village for a bit, it felt like I was in Epcot, before making my way to the actual palace. Beautiful architecture on these buildings. rivals paris but blows prague out of the water as far as I'm concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I took numerous pictures and video (I uploaded all of my videos to youtube) I realized I was running out of camera memory. Not good. I deleted some pictures that I figured were too redundant in order to make some room. So as I stood atop the palace overlooking the city, I couldn't help but notice "The Citadel" to my right. The Citadel was off in the distance, high atop a green hill. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKOH-Q_paI/AAAAAAAAA1E/QjIY3LtLGwY/s1600-h/SDC10721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKOH-Q_paI/AAAAAAAAA1E/QjIY3LtLGwY/s400/SDC10721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414045969677264290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKL8H6aaDI/AAAAAAAAA0E/MsM27S2b0ok/s1600-h/SDC10760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKL8H6aaDI/AAAAAAAAA0E/MsM27S2b0ok/s400/SDC10760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414043567085217842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the Buda side of the river, but quite a distance from where I stood. The problem was, there were two different spots that could be the Citadel. There was a red castle, a philosopher statue, and a leaf statue. All 3 are different things on top of this hill, only one of them was the Citadel. Well, there's only one way to find this out (not true, I could have asked someone) LETS GO FOR A HIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to stay uphill for as long as I could to give myself an advantage as I trekked over to this hill but it was useless. The Palace was on a seperate hill so I basically had to descend all the way down to the river before I could climb again. So into another section of Buda I went, slightly more urban but still clean and cultured. I couldnt really find a path to take me up this hill so I just decided to make my own.&lt;br /&gt;(Sidenote: as it turned out, there were plenty of paths to go up the hill, they happened to be on the OPPOSITE side of where I was)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making my own path turned out to be pretty interesting. I had to cross a highway. 3 lanes on each side...ummm...ya. i was more embarassed for myself than I was scared. Pretty ridiculous though. It actually took a good few minutes too, as the highway was pretty busy. I probably looked pretty dumb standing in the middle for awhile waiting to cross the second half. As I continued my ascent, I stumbled upon the coolest statue.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKOHCSoJAI/AAAAAAAAA0s/i08TyTHB7P8/s1600-h/SDC10724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKOHCSoJAI/AAAAAAAAA0s/i08TyTHB7P8/s400/SDC10724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414045953577985026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were no tourists to be found. Awesome. I keep hiking up the mountain through trees, still making my own path and I come across this narrow road. not entirely sure where it would take me, I decided to walk on some pavement for a bit to give my body a rest from cutting through trees and shrubbery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk down the road and there are no cars, but there are definitely people giving me weird looks. Where the hell am I? Did I across into a parallel dimension? So I see the end of the road and start to wonder what I'll do next when suddenly the red castle appears out of nowhere. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKOHiIypJI/AAAAAAAAA08/SEOqGUbPN_o/s1600-h/SDC10725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKOHiIypJI/AAAAAAAAA08/SEOqGUbPN_o/s400/SDC10725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414045962126664850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why do I keep sneaking up on cool stuff in this city?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to be honest, the red castle was far more impressive from afar than it was up close. This was definitely not the Citadel. I only stopped briefly as I knew I had to find the actual Citadel. It was either the leaf statue or the philosopher. The bright side of the castle discovery as now I spotted two different paths to take me uphill. One was clear and straight, the other was steep and narrow and clearly "less traveled by" so as a true Robert Frost fan, I took the steep path. Will it make all the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKOHWwvayI/AAAAAAAAA00/a0BYUazAb-I/s1600-h/SDC10740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKOHWwvayI/AAAAAAAAA00/a0BYUazAb-I/s400/SDC10740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414045959073000226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really. I'm sure both would have taken me to the top of the hill. This was one hell of a hike though. Gasping and panting, and on all fours for stability (it was that steep), I finally made it to the top. I knew I was at the top because I saw all the buses and tourists walking around. My God, you should have seen their faces when I appeared from the depths of the forest, rising from the steep ledge, drenched in sweat, panting like a dog in texas. Everyone who was my age felt like a pussy thats for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the Citadel is actually a fortress on top of the hill and the leaf statue was in the back. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKL8ysj80I/AAAAAAAAA0U/TNwk8Zn06_0/s1600-h/SDC10735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKL8ysj80I/AAAAAAAAA0U/TNwk8Zn06_0/s400/SDC10735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414043578569847618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I walk around and check out the cannons, I begin to discover all of the paths that normal people would have taken. So really, if I had just took a better approach at the bottom of the hill, I woulda had an easier hike up the mountain. My descent was much easier and it actually included some great views of the city. Being that high up, it was pretty incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're probably wondering about the Philosopher's statue and what became of it. Well, as I descended, I walked right up to it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKL8Wz4ljI/AAAAAAAAA0M/qs7q4SZPJx4/s1600-h/SDC10753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKL8Wz4ljI/AAAAAAAAA0M/qs7q4SZPJx4/s400/SDC10753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414043571084367410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At this point I just became so overwhelmed that I had seen so many awesome things in Buda and I hadnt even explored Pest yet. I finally reached the bottom and gazed back up at the mountain. Beneath the Philosopher statue was this large waterfall which added to the moment. It was time to head to Pest so I crossed the White bridge. hoping I return to Buda again someday.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKJgcP3WGI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MdtkgWyJQZI/s1600-h/SDC10757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKJgcP3WGI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MdtkgWyJQZI/s400/SDC10757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414040892484311138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially in camera crisis mode. I enter Pest and it is already overflowing with urbanization, traffic, and dirty. Reminded me of Nove Mesto in Prague, but at least this wasn't an eyesore. Beautiful buildings that remained authentic to the city despite the clear moderinization of the commercial stores it contained. I found then earest internet cafe. IMy feet were pretty tired so it was good to take a load off. I uploaded my entire camera for about a half hour. The two croissants leftover from PARIS that I found in m backpack were devoured on my hike and I was starting to get a bit hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a rare move, I decided to hold off eating for now so I could continue to explore Pest. It was a lot like Prague in terms of old architecture, but better cuz there are less tourists. Central Market was almost exactly like Downtown Crossing in Boston, take that for what it's worth, and pretty similar to a strip I walked down in Brussells. After vigorous exploring, I went to Parliament. I decided to wait until now to discuss Parliament because, well, you know what, it really can't be described.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKL9Hp0EVI/AAAAAAAAA0c/aA9pzg2hlhU/s1600-h/SDC10672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKL9Hp0EVI/AAAAAAAAA0c/aA9pzg2hlhU/s400/SDC10672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414043584195465554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKJfYE2G5I/AAAAAAAAAzs/AmAc8z1DVFY/s1600-h/SDC10806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKJfYE2G5I/AAAAAAAAAzs/AmAc8z1DVFY/s400/SDC10806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414040874184481682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt even fit all of it in one picture. It's so epic, grand, massive. probably the best building i have ever seen in my life. The fact that I could blow my load over a building should be enough to demonstrate how impressive this thing is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I really have to piss AND I am really hungry so I can't think of a better reason to go get some fine Budapest dining. I got this crazy cheese sandwich with a hummus spread and a liter of soprani, Hungarian beer. Total cost? 4 american dollars.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKHyKwZHQI/AAAAAAAAAzU/E2IvjVEP5qE/s1600-h/SDC10817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKHyKwZHQI/AAAAAAAAAzU/E2IvjVEP5qE/s400/SDC10817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414038998003293442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHAHA. Everyone was really friendly but I could tell this was an authentic place. How? Everyone was staring at me while I ate. Not to make me feel uncomfortable, but the way you'd stare at a midget with an eyepatch in a wheelchair. A group of high school kids playing a card game and drinking to my left, 2 elder Hungarian men smoking and playing chess to my right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eats I decided to head behind Parliament and get right up to the river to take some pictures of Buda from across the river. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKJfP4I3aI/AAAAAAAAAzk/MwfRlDP1kFc/s1600-h/SDC10808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKJfP4I3aI/AAAAAAAAAzk/MwfRlDP1kFc/s400/SDC10808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414040871983701410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was pretty cool. I also made my way over to the Chain Bridge, which apparently was a landmark I couldnt miss. It was about 6pm and I had already walked about 7 miles. The next item on my agenda was to head back to the first bridge and go to the island. The island was Budapest's answer to Boston Common and Central Park. Except it's an island in the middle of the river and way better. There was no hint of urbanization. As soon as I was on the island, I felt like I was in an entirely different place. Soccerfields, a running track, fountains, statues, green grass, flowers, gardens. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKJesJ0yOI/AAAAAAAAAzc/T7jqrA8oFEY/s1600-h/SDC10818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKJesJ0yOI/AAAAAAAAAzc/T7jqrA8oFEY/s400/SDC10818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414040862394206434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I walked about a mile down and I turned around because it was starting to get dark. The significance of this park cannot be understated. Budapest had been great up tl now, but seeing no tourists and only the city residents using this park to walk, bike, run, play sports and simply socializing, it was just really refreshing. A place I wouldnt mind living. I'm sure it'll get corrupted by tourists someday, but it was sure nice the way it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my way back to the hostel and uploaded more pictures. It was about 830 now so I decided to go get dinner and take one more walk around the city. I found this Hungarian place that served up food with an Asian flair. I got a pound of steamed veggies, a beef and pasta/noodle like platter with a thick sauce, a plate of noodles and these 5 huge sugar dumplings.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKHxBhBtpI/AAAAAAAAAy8/qucK6PHlfIY/s1600-h/SDC10831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKHxBhBtpI/AAAAAAAAAy8/qucK6PHlfIY/s400/SDC10831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414038978343057042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All for 8 dollars. Hey, I walked about 10 miles today, I feel no shame. I devoured the entire meal&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKHxrixRRI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xm7L3Xn5Vu0/s1600-h/SDC10832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKHxrixRRI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xm7L3Xn5Vu0/s400/SDC10832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414038989624657170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the agenda was the supermarket. Hey if the currency exchange was going to benefit me, then damn right i am going to take advantage. Well, it was a huge mistake. hungarian bottled water was vomit inducing. I had to force it down. Disgusting. I walked around the city a bit. took some pictures by the bridge, trying to get a good one with everything in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty exhausted and my body hated me. My feet were throbbing and begging for mercy. So I rewarded them by heading to bed after my walk. What a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKHxftmQtI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Py_aUfpklWc/s1600-h/SDC10852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKHxftmQtI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Py_aUfpklWc/s400/SDC10852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414038986448847570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-892235838347055671?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/892235838347055671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/eurotreat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/892235838347055671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/892235838347055671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/eurotreat.html' title='Eurotreat'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyKOIQ9_EgI/AAAAAAAAA1M/xi0YOmXkboU/s72-c/SDC10748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-4682154555944409128</id><published>2009-12-09T23:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:57:33.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>High Score.. whats that mean?.... did I break it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gifflix.com/files/3624abc64311.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 324px; 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&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TAKEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hababam.biz/pics/Taken_poster_liam_neeson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 516px" alt="" src="http://www.hababam.biz/pics/Taken_poster_liam_neeson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RATING: 3 / 5 Astronaut Donkeys&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyB3xvt_T4I/AAAAAAAAAxs/np9wqlUkp-Y/s1600-h/asstronaut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413458448605990786" style="WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyB3xvt_T4I/AAAAAAAAAxs/np9wqlUkp-Y/s200/asstronaut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyB34CP9YxI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Wux8jHi9BR0/s1600-h/asstronaut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413458556659524370" style="WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyB34CP9YxI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Wux8jHi9BR0/s200/asstronaut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyB3-I7jMWI/AAAAAAAAAx8/nmVpJr0NFrk/s1600-h/asstronaut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413458661532184930" style="WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyB3-I7jMWI/AAAAAAAAAx8/nmVpJr0NFrk/s200/asstronaut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Comments:      Gets right to the action and its pretty much non- stop the whole movie....... no wasted scenes of stupid shit ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IE&lt;/span&gt;. Owen Wilson's bike riding scene and tip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;toeing&lt;/span&gt; gayness in "Wedding Crashers". This was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a lot better than I thought it would be and pretty much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;features&lt;/span&gt; Liam Nelson killing like 100 people and being the man for an hr and a half as he tries to bring his daughter back from Europe. Also..... any young girls who want to follow U2 around Europe for the summer, don't do it unless you want to get kidnapped and sold as a sex slave within 30 min of your arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good movie overall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;peaceeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-8398847340240094190?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/8398847340240094190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/jimmujames-movie-reviews-of-movies-that.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8398847340240094190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8398847340240094190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/jimmujames-movie-reviews-of-movies-that.html' title='JimmyJames&apos; Movie Reviews Of Movies that came out a while ago but I just saw'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SyB3xvt_T4I/AAAAAAAAAxs/np9wqlUkp-Y/s72-c/asstronaut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-2095790320529004600</id><published>2009-12-09T23:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:14:37.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Qualifications To Drive a bus for the MBTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cache.boston.com/bonzai-fba/Globe_Photo/2007/12/28/1198863054_9696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://cache.boston.com/bonzai-fba/Globe_Photo/2007/12/28/1198863054_9696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Must have a pulse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must not be a dog or other household pet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must cut a minimum of 6 people off a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be a miserable dooshbag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaaa got the jobbb...... ya got the jobbb budddyyyyyyyyyy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-2095790320529004600?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/2095790320529004600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/qualifications-to-drive-bus-for-mbta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2095790320529004600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2095790320529004600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/qualifications-to-drive-bus-for-mbta.html' title='Qualifications To Drive a bus for the MBTA'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-5774191586324934452</id><published>2009-12-08T04:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T04:15:30.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THAT IS AWFUL</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry, but Monday Night Football last night provided an instant gem in the history of play by play announcing. Sure, I'm not a huge Mike Tirico fan but I have no choice but to accept him as the man who uttered "THAT IS AWFUL!" while Joe Flacco threw across the field in the red zone and safely into the hands of a Green Bay Packer. Out of context, it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's look at it in context. This game was really ugly for both teams. 310 combined penalty yards. 9 pass interference calls. Interceptions and fumbles galore. False starts, delays of game. I'm pretty sure Tufts Football has had better days than either of these teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baltimore had just made it first and goal on the one after a pass interference call. They called a run that got stuffed in the backfield and narrowly avoided a delay of game penalty on 2nd and goal by calling a time out. After the break, Flacco took the snap and rolled out to the right. He averts a sack and then throws the ball to the opposite side of the field towards the endzone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the ball lands safely into the Packers secondary's hands, you just hear Mike Tirico scream "THAT IS AWFUL!!!!" This wasn't after the fact. Not even close. This wasn't hindsight. Mike Tirico is play by play, calling it as he sees it. The color guys are the ones who offer opinions and analysis on the plays, and even then, they do it after the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope this gets to go up on youtube. It's seriously one of the best moments of Tirico's broadcasting career and had me bursting with laughter. Screaming "THAT IS AWFUL!" in a disgusted way as the play is unfolding instead of calling the play? Devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cmon youtube. dont let me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-5774191586324934452?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/5774191586324934452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/that-is-awful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5774191586324934452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5774191586324934452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/that-is-awful.html' title='THAT IS AWFUL'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-4563973712089004347</id><published>2009-12-07T14:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T14:22:19.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearl Harbor Day Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sx1VK0ehTiI/AAAAAAAAAxU/wpuQv2zCzXc/s1600-h/45735401_sonnycorleone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sx1VK0ehTiI/AAAAAAAAAxU/wpuQv2zCzXc/s400/45735401_sonnycorleone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412575971542912546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sonny: What do ya think of the nerve of them Japs, them slan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;ty-eyed      bastards huh, droppin' bombs on our own backyard on Pop's birthday here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sx1VLU_UypI/AAAAAAAAAxk/bQtHQSQKt48/s1600-h/fredocorleonezf0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 395px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sx1VLU_UypI/AAAAAAAAAxk/bQtHQSQKt48/s400/fredocorleonezf0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412575980270439058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Fredo: They didn't know it was Pop's birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sx1VLB4dCUI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KiYlZoccEWs/s1600-h/tomhagenje3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sx1VLB4dCUI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KiYlZoccEWs/s400/tomhagenje3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412575975141345602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tom: We should have expected it after the oil embargo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sx1VK0ehTiI/AAAAAAAAAxU/wpuQv2zCzXc/s1600-h/45735401_sonnycorleone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sx1VK0ehTiI/AAAAAAAAAxU/wpuQv2zCzXc/s400/45735401_sonnycorleone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412575971542912546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sonny: Whatdya mean, expect it? Expect it or not, they got no right droppin'      bombs. What are you, a Jap-lover or somethin'? Are you on their side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-4563973712089004347?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/4563973712089004347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/pearl-harbor-day-tribute.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4563973712089004347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4563973712089004347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/pearl-harbor-day-tribute.html' title='Pearl Harbor Day Tribute'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sx1VK0ehTiI/AAAAAAAAAxU/wpuQv2zCzXc/s72-c/45735401_sonnycorleone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-7662047182066434159</id><published>2009-12-07T00:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:44:07.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Best Buy Ads = The Worst</title><content type='html'>Here's an idea. Let's get an awkward assorted group of people of different genders and races, put them in Best Buy uniforms and have them standing on the street. Then, when a random person walks by wondering what gift to get her family, the carolers can start singing what that person should get... IN THE TUNE OF A CHRISTMAS CAROL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the awkward "try to be funny by inserting witty lyrics about how this person will use the product" I'm left feeling like I just made breakfast for a hooker who still can't take a hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the commercials are absolutely awful. The writers should be ashamed. The actors and actresses should be ashamed to take part in this. Best Buy probably makes a killing during Christmas but because of this absolute pitiful display of advertising, they will not get my business this Holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How else are you going to send a message to bad advertising? Ive seen the commercial about 3 times and its already at "change the channel instantly" status. THREE TIMES. That sort of status had only been obtained by that retard Addison from Grey's anatomy who did that car commercial asking if our cars returned the favor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm in the middle of finals season so my posts may be a bit limited. I might do a couple Europe stories and I have one more planned series of blogs to do this month. I wouldnt expect them anytime soon. I'd imagine they'll be making their debut around December 18th. Alright, enjoy Christmas season and try not to be a retarded consumer that pisses away money because the media tells you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-7662047182066434159?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/7662047182066434159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/holiday-best-buy-ads-worst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7662047182066434159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7662047182066434159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/holiday-best-buy-ads-worst.html' title='Holiday Best Buy Ads = The Worst'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-5900863784332813010</id><published>2009-12-06T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:03:34.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gifflix.com/files/8c36f7e2a23d.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://www.gifflix.com/files/8c36f7e2a23d.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-5900863784332813010?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/5900863784332813010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5900863784332813010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5900863784332813010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-1989808151305789692</id><published>2009-12-03T19:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T19:04:28.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fan Mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Droppin' Treats,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hit the nail on the head again. Lame people desperately looking for their fifteen seconds of fame, or a laugh from their friends for a stupid inside joke, completely ruined the "texts from last night" website. I just went on the page during Biz Org this morning and the entire front page was te&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;xts that people were sending to each other either in class or on the way to work (neither drunk nor at night). Even worse, none of them were remotely funny. It's the same phenomenon that happened with the FML website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Gregory Crist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIActionLinks UIActionLinks_bottom UIIntentionalStory_Info"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/walltowall.php?id=43500293&amp;amp;banter_id=1701976&amp;amp;ref=nf" onclick="'ft("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-1989808151305789692?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/1989808151305789692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/fan-mail_3994.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/1989808151305789692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/1989808151305789692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/fan-mail_3994.html' title='Fan Mail'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-859486989219300188</id><published>2009-12-02T11:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:39:55.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Twilight Sucks</title><content type='html'>So I was checking facebook this morning and apparently this new link has been all the rage amongst normal people. The article is hilarious and is credible. Remember what I always say, "You don't have as much credibility bitching about truly awful things unless you subject yourself to it." That's why at any given moment I can give you detailed explanations as to why TV shows like Lost, Sex and the City, and Grey's Anatomy are despicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here, this noble warrior took a plane ride and was instructed to read Twilight. The thoughts and illustrations are very good and I felt I needed to share. check it out &lt;a href="http://theoatmeal.com/story/twilight"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 17th century had Shakespeare. The 18th century had Voltaire. The 19th century had Mark Twain. The 20th century had George Orwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 21st century we have Vampire Books for Retards and Mystery Adventure Book To Make Me Feel Smart for Retards (Da Vinci Code). You know, it's bad enough you feel smarter because you're picking up a book. but WOW you're picking up a book that talks about Jesus AND history! You must be the smartest man alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep reading that garbage everyone. Anything to take your mind off how pathetic you are. Heaven forbid you pick up a real book and learn something about the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-859486989219300188?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/859486989219300188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/twilight-sucks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/859486989219300188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/859486989219300188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/twilight-sucks.html' title='Twilight Sucks'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-7785454606324137247</id><published>2009-12-01T22:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:34:33.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Ya The Saints Are Pretty Good.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://masterprocrastinator.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/drew-brees-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://masterprocrastinator.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/drew-brees-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just woke up from being knocked out by the Saints last night. I just had another dream that Drew Brees threw another Touchdown pass too. Lets just call a spade a spade after last night, the Saints are the hands down Super Bowl favorite right now. Along with that, lets also say that unless the Pats get hot, they are not making it to the Super Bowl. The Saints were just on another level last night. Everyone doubted their ability to hang with the Pats and the whole big stage conspiracy and I'm pretty sure they shoved that whole thing up every ones ass. Listen, that is a team that has too many weapons. They can kill you 100 ways. And if Drew Brees doesn't win MVP, regardless of if his team goes undefeated is an absolute shame. He makes every throw and he makes them all look easy. He is the unquestioned leader of that squad and he is why they are where they are. If Peyton Manning or that fraud Brett Favre win it, there should be an open investigation into the NFL and its conspiracy theories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Pats on the other just looked over matched. And in just the way that the Saints made everything look easy, the Pats made everything look wicked hard. They had no rhythm, they were confused, they were acting how trams usually act when the play the Pats. All we can hope for is that if these teams meet again, BB has the necessary adjustments to make and they turn this thing around. Especially once the Pats make the playoffs, they will most likely be the underdog, so lets see if the hoodie and gang can rally around that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now granted I know this game was played in NO, but still, even if this was played in Foxboro or on a neutral site, the Saints are the better team. Time to shake this one off and go back to the drawing board and figure it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Rockdaddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-7785454606324137247?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/7785454606324137247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/so-ya-saints-are-pretty-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7785454606324137247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7785454606324137247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/so-ya-saints-are-pretty-good.html' title='So Ya The Saints Are Pretty Good.....'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-1434767137700299813</id><published>2009-12-01T19:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:04:51.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Droppin' Treats Production - The Rocco Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5842680e69ec29d8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5842680e69ec29d8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331449748%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2351B4E4A80DA8B7F0BEFC62D7D48E27E122A01D.2FE18D82AA93B7055EA5B72818A76B7D8E133D63%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5842680e69ec29d8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxXt88RJ5AP6INS1bp8m2AJdmhCg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5842680e69ec29d8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331449748%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2351B4E4A80DA8B7F0BEFC62D7D48E27E122A01D.2FE18D82AA93B7055EA5B72818A76B7D8E133D63%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5842680e69ec29d8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxXt88RJ5AP6INS1bp8m2AJdmhCg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: JimmyJames&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-1434767137700299813?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/1434767137700299813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/droppin-treats-production-rocco-dance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/1434767137700299813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/1434767137700299813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/droppin-treats-production-rocco-dance.html' title='A Droppin&apos; 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I'm not insensitive to suicide, I just actually want you to consider it. People wonder why this world is falling apart? What does it say about music when the ERIC CARTMAN VERSION OF POKERFACE is BETTER than Lady Gaga's version? I dont even know what Lady Gaga looks like but apparently she was the token costume for all the Halloween girls who thought they would be original. Yet, it was so original I cant go through a newsfeed without seeing one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see. I actually dont know anything about Lady Gaga so here's my guess. She's very pretty but she dresses ridiculously slutty and crazy because she wants to rebel against society and "doesnt care what people think." She's just a free spirit that cant be tamed. Like the Sex and the City quote when Carrie gets dumped by Big for a way hotter Bridget Moynihan and instead of wearing it like she's an ugly bitchy horseface like she should have, she has to rationalize it with a trivial quote to stomach who she sees in the mirror each day. Like every girl who does ridiculous things or identifies with any Sex and the City quote for empowerment, you might as well just hang a sign on yourself with all capitals saying I AM INSECURE ABOUT EVERYTHING. Same message, you'll just be cutting through the bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the money you spent on a Lady Gaga ticket could have been used on cyanide. That way, you won't only be dead to me, you'll be dead to the world and cease to be a drain to society's resources. You wont have to grow old and waste health care. You wont waste anymore of our oxygen. We can use the food you would have ate to feed 3 homeless people who have better taste in music than you. So yeah, knock yourself out with Lady Gaga. I'm sure she's so original and her music is so good that their will never be another person like her. I've never heard of a girl in the music industry that flaunted social norms to convince people she had good music (Madonna, Gwen Stefani, Amy Winehouse, the bald girl) so yeah, have fun at gaga. i'm sure you'll be telling your kids someday all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless of course, you consider the cyanide option instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-6887839952736020760?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/6887839952736020760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/before-you-go-to-lady-gaga-tonight.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6887839952736020760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6887839952736020760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/before-you-go-to-lady-gaga-tonight.html' title='Before you go to Lady Gaga tonight...'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-3275533031350430360</id><published>2009-12-01T11:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:39:55.485-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>(978): You ruined a good idea</title><content type='html'>Hey remember that time there was a good idea and then everyone ruins it by butchering it? Like remember when college frat boys throughout the nation screamed YEAH, WHAT, and OK to imitate Dave Chappelle imitating Little John. Or how about in middle school where Billy Madison was butchered by everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORRRR let's do BORAT. Yeah no1's EVER impersonated Borat before and you all just make it so god damn funny. Seriously, never heard anyone do that before. you're the man. So here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole concept of drunk texting is hilarious. People throw their dignity away and send the most ridiculous things while under the influence and the best part is waking up with comments like "what" "grow up" and "you're really drunk." So a clever boy decided to turn this into a website/facebook group. It was pretty genius using area codes as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED? Well, what usually happens when you hand a retard the keys to a good joke? He'll drive it right into the ground. Soon enough, we dont even have drunk texts on the website anymore. Now on facebook, I find someone posting this on someones wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(617): you spilled a coke on me in class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO GIVES A SHIT. Unless this person was belligerently inebriated at 2pm, I can't see how this fits the mold of a drunk text. Now, all someone needs to do is post a text message that was sent regardless of sobriety and have some other retard identify with it and sure enough, facebook is becoming lamebook again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, I think the idea is hilarious. There are some awesome drunk texts on there. But when I see you posting (603): Then I got a coffee at dunkin donuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you've pretty much butchered a good thing. So when you post those texts, ask yourself, is this a drunk text? I dont care if its the funniest thing you've read in your life. If it aint drunk, dont post it. Get out of my sight. You make me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-3275533031350430360?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/3275533031350430360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/978-you-ruined-good-idea.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3275533031350430360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3275533031350430360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/978-you-ruined-good-idea.html' title='(978): You ruined a good idea'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-8468863581585429484</id><published>2009-12-01T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:39:55.485-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>I dare you to watch this and NOT get pumped</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rYFlzJyxWlw"&gt;Chicago Bulls Intro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boosh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-8468863581585429484?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/8468863581585429484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/i-dare-you-to-watch-this-and-not-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8468863581585429484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8468863581585429484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/12/i-dare-you-to-watch-this-and-not-get.html' title='I dare you to watch this and NOT get pumped'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-2514146767170572854</id><published>2009-11-30T14:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:38:30.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Old School TV Shows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey remember when there actually used to be good shows on TV. Heres a bunch of old school (elementary- middle school range ) shows...... Let see who can name all of them from the pictures..... and also any comments or rankings are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.blogcu.com/images/n/i/c/nick65/aaahh_real_monsters_by_javoec.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://img2.blogcu.com/images/n/i/c/nick65/aaahh_real_monsters_by_javoec.png.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    2)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.frozen-dreams.sk/dana_cody/episodes/s4_02_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://www.frozen-dreams.sk/dana_cody/episodes/s4_02_0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      3)&lt;a href="http://reno.metromix.com/content_image/full/707553/560/370"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://reno.metromix.com/content_image/full/707553/560/370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.awn.com/olddocs/vmag/issue8.05/8.05images/kenny03_rockosModernLife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="http://www.awn.com/olddocs/vmag/issue8.05/8.05images/kenny03_rockosModernLife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharetv.org/images/clarissa_explains_it_all/sam_anders-char.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 85px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px" alt="" src="http://sharetv.org/images/clarissa_explains_it_all/sam_anders-char.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.johnnorrisbrown.com/classic-nick/saluteyourshorts/saluteyourshorts2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 432px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://www.johnnorrisbrown.com/classic-nick/saluteyourshorts/saluteyourshorts2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;a href="http://img1.sidereel.com/_episodeimage/29fa.5.13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" alt="" src="http://img1.sidereel.com/_episodeimage/29fa.5.13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stonedgopher.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/skeeter01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://stonedgopher.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/skeeter01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lolradiohead.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/the-adventures-of-pete-pete-old-school-nickelodeon-832944_634_479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://www.lolradiohead.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/the-adventures-of-pete-pete-old-school-nickelodeon-832944_634_479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-2514146767170572854?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/2514146767170572854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/best-old-school-tv-shows.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2514146767170572854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2514146767170572854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/best-old-school-tv-shows.html' title='Best Old School TV Shows'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-5956383220233351502</id><published>2009-11-29T20:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:39:55.485-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Most disappointing team ever?</title><content type='html'>Are the Chicago Bears the most pathetic team I've ever seen? I'm not sure. The fact is, I am a bit of a closet Bears fan and I want them to do well every year. A team that builds itself on a lights out defense and a power running game, only with no douchebag fans like Pittsburgh. I had mixed feelings about Cutler. Let's face it. On paper, the Bears made a great deal. But when you look at the intangibles, Cutler brought alot of drama with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutler has proven himself to show he is an absolute disaster. The Bears have so much talent and do absolutely nothing with it. They aren't even close to competitive. I just watched them get pummeled by the Vikings and I am pretty upset with Chicago. I can't even imagine how actual Bears fans feel about this disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-5956383220233351502?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/5956383220233351502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/most-disappointing-team-ever.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5956383220233351502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5956383220233351502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/most-disappointing-team-ever.html' title='Most disappointing team ever?'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-8303607487043979571</id><published>2009-11-24T11:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:39:55.486-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>THE ANNUAL TET OFFENSIVE DRAFT PREVIEW</title><content type='html'>Those history scholars may be a bit confused. The Tet Offensive was a surprise Vietcong attack on the Vietnamese New Year in 1968 that changed the climate of the war in Vietnam. Since the 21st century, TET now stands for Thanksgiving Eve Tewksbury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on this once a year event, we like to have a draft. It's very similar to our Skybox Draft and our Raytheon Draft. The Skybox Draft occurs when you go to Skybox in Tewksbury and you must draft according to what random people you will find there. The Raytheon Draft occured when we would draft members of a graduating collegiate class from Tewksbury and which ones would end up working at Raytheon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, the TET draft usually has about 7 rounds, just like the NFL draft. While the draft order has not been set, tensions are already running pretty high. In fact, I've employed some scouts to check out the Tewksbury scene. The Skybox in Tewksbury is almost like the Scouting Combine in the weeks before Thanksgiving so it will give you a good idea of who will be out on TET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go over a few rules. You can't do insider trading. Meaning, if you find out Jackie Conlon is going to be at TCC, you cant draft her. The draft is based on integrity. Second, you cant draft friends. You can only draft oddities, randoms, and people you generally would not want to see again for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without further ado, let's do a TET mock draft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAVIS - 1 -  Matt Coppi - You can never fail with a Matt Coppi selection. Arguably the toast of the Skybox community, Coppi has a sleeping bag in the bar and usually doesnt even make it home. That being said, Skybox isnt in the plans for TET, so he is a somewhat risky pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - 2 - Brian Deshler - Deshler's class were seniors when I was a freshman so obviously they were a bit intimidating. Then I waited about a week. Deshler is a solid pick this year as you can guarantee that he and his friends will do some sort of moustache contest or other contest and show it off to as many people as possible. It wouldnt shock me if he gets drafted extremely high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYRNE - 3 - Jackie Conlon - The proud daughter of Mr. Conlon, Jackie embodies all of Tewksbury's qualities. It's hard to imagine a TET event without her and I imagine she gets drafted pretty high here by Byrne. He made an outstanding pick on her as a sleeper a few years ago and I imagine he'll reach if he has to to get her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOSH - 4 - Ashley Riccardi - That's right folks. with the younger classes coming of age, it creates an entire new field of contenders. Riccardi, or any younger TMHS grad, is a very risky pick because their habits have yet to be discovered. I think Riccardi herself is a solid pick because she is never afraid to get blackout drunk and embarass herself in front of anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIMMY - 5 - Brian Ganley - You gotta figure Jimmy was going for shock value here picking a guy who committed armed robbery to show up at TET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARRISON - 6 - John Muccio. You gotta figure Muccio will be somewhere in attendance so he can invite everyone to more of his Boston parties and get us on VIP lists. Harrison may have some insider info though considering they were both on the Astros in Major Leagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCCO - 7 - Sara Viddinha. It won't be a good decision by any means. Clear case of Rocco thinking with his little head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C - 8 - Paul Burt/Haven. We havent seen much of Paul lately, but I'm not sure if C can resist the rewards of a Paul Burt selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping Jimmy can pull off a timeline preview of the evening as well. I'll let you know how the draft results go. Should be a good TET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-8303607487043979571?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/8303607487043979571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/annual-tet-offensive-draft-preview.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8303607487043979571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8303607487043979571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/annual-tet-offensive-draft-preview.html' title='THE ANNUAL TET OFFENSIVE DRAFT PREVIEW'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-104857206512760438</id><published>2009-11-23T14:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T14:42:43.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heres a Free Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gifflix.com/files/8fcc58d5caf7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://www.gifflix.com/files/8fcc58d5caf7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-104857206512760438?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/104857206512760438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/heres-free-lesson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/104857206512760438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/104857206512760438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/heres-free-lesson.html' title='Heres a Free Lesson'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-241196565980194832</id><published>2009-11-19T09:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T09:54:13.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Raise Your Hand If You Feel Like Doin This To Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gifflix.com/files/c546278006c7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://www.gifflix.com/files/c546278006c7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-241196565980194832?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/241196565980194832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/raise-your-hand-if-you-feel-like-doin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/241196565980194832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/241196565980194832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/raise-your-hand-if-you-feel-like-doin.html' title='Raise Your Hand If You Feel Like Doin This To Someone'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-6405787092490535895</id><published>2009-11-18T23:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T23:10:45.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just found out that if you click on the "Model of the day" on the right side of the screen, it brings you to like 12 more pictures of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your welcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Droppin Treats Staff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-6405787092490535895?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/6405787092490535895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6405787092490535895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6405787092490535895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-7306334427925259245</id><published>2009-11-18T18:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:39:55.486-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Tufts Chronicles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/news/local/breaking_news/2009/11/jogger_attacked.html"&gt;Man punches female jogger in face&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I remember that move. I taught it to all the locals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-7306334427925259245?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/7306334427925259245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/tufts-chronicles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7306334427925259245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7306334427925259245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/tufts-chronicles.html' title='Tufts Chronicles'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-3541310472233289426</id><published>2009-11-18T14:30:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T23:08:05.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FINAL BC Home Game TIMELINE of JIMMYJAMES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.logoshak.com/~asgsport/images6/Boston_College_4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.logoshak.com/~asgsport/images6/Boston_College_4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well its that time of the year again and BC (Boston College, Rocco) has their last home game this Saturday at the "Eagles Soar KaKa Field Arena Dome" which should be filled with awesome food, tons of PBRs, and several arrests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres how I see the day goin......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00- Wake up wearing just my Snuggie and immediately throw up from Friday night's events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:07 - See I have a missed call from Rocco, I call him back, he answers, I tell him to go fuck himself and hangup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: 15 - Bring 2 PBRs into the shower with me... rinse, lather, chug, repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesharkbook.com/blog/uploaded_images/pbr-721026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 173px; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.thesharkbook.com/blog/uploaded_images/pbr-721026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:25 - Get out of the shower more than slightly buzzed and tell both my roommates to shut up when they ask why I'm up 6 hours earlier than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30 - Harrison whips into my driveway with his Truck blaring Sean Paul " Temperature" as loud as possible through his factory made speakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anindadinle.com/admin/upload/sean%20paul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 115px; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://anindadinle.com/admin/upload/sean%20paul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I get a good chuckle out of this and stumble to the passengers side door saying "Lets do thisssss" and doing the "finger swirl- Daiquiri symbol from Wedding Crashers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30 - 10:00 - Me n Harrison drive to the garage playing the most ridiculous songs ( mostly all by Sean Paul) and yelling obscenities at everyone who's trying to enjoy their day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I even yell " Hey sickkkk dog" to a guy walkin his dog to which me and Harrison both start losing it and proceed to shotgun a PBR each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:15 - Show up at the garage, and immediately see Rocco in the corner throwing up as D holds his hair back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask what happened( not that I cared) and D says that Rocco has gotten into his mom's wine coolers again and was on his 3rd! I don't respond to this but instead throw an empty PBR can at Rocco's eye and flip him off laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He starts to cry and walks away to go write in his jounal as we all continue to get drunker than is socially acceptable at 11 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:22 - Snap out of the temporary blackout I was in and realize the game is over and we are back in the garage. I never find out who wins the game and never even thought to ask anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30 - We continue to drink 10 more PBRs each as Rocco tries to force down a Zima Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thevinylvillage.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/29720zima20bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 106px; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://thevinylvillage.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/29720zima20bottle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:31 - Rocco passes out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:40 -Rocco is covered in writing and penis like shapes via Sharpie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:35 - Rocco wakes up, and we all leave to go to Roggies, Rocco, not realizing we tied his shoes together in his drunken stupor falls flat on his face. We all laugh and dance around him to the tune of Ma$e - Feel So Good which was coming out of Harrisons speakers at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://danjlovesthe90s.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/mase-feels-so-good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 217px; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://danjlovesthe90s.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/mase-feels-so-good.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:00 - ???? Remember some parts of Roggies- Mostly Rocco getting kicked out for trying to fight a 4 year old girl and losing badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_faHfrrBaPqM/SPGC2t4wQfI/AAAAAAAAHIA/nV4uAzMT-OU/s400/DSCF2635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 112px; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_faHfrrBaPqM/SPGC2t4wQfI/AAAAAAAAHIA/nV4uAzMT-OU/s400/DSCF2635.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;---------- Winner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - 1:00 p.m. - Wake up ....... NFL TIME ......LETS DO THISSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- JimmyJames&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-3541310472233289426?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/3541310472233289426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/final-bc-home-game-timeline-of.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3541310472233289426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3541310472233289426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/final-bc-home-game-timeline-of.html' title='FINAL BC Home Game TIMELINE of JIMMYJAMES'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_faHfrrBaPqM/SPGC2t4wQfI/AAAAAAAAHIA/nV4uAzMT-OU/s72-c/DSCF2635.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-731062680296062403</id><published>2009-11-18T14:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:39:55.486-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Motel Caswell Eulogy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SwRIMvaPOpI/AAAAAAAAAw0/ss_tG6Z8og4/s1600/20091117__TFront~p1_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405524836473584274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SwRIMvaPOpI/AAAAAAAAAw0/ss_tG6Z8og4/s400/20091117__TFront~p1_300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has recently been reported that the US Government will begin forfeiture proceedings against Motel Caswell, also known as "Caswell" and "The Cazz." Now, is it a coincidence that Caswell is across the street from the Jade? which was recently busted for serving underage? Extremely doubtful. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motel Caswell has served the scum of the Earth for years. Whenever you think of crime, drugs, prostitution and anything in between, it all starts at Motel Caswell. The real question is "Why did it take them so long to do this?" The Cazz has been a hot spot for felonies since before I was born. Nobody cared. It was just a fact of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why now? Well, one sensible thing I can think of is police resources. It's a tough economy and maybe police thought they could cut costs by just shutting Caswell down. Sure, now they'll have a way easier and boring job, but at least they'll be saving money. In fact, the Town Crier (Tewksbury's newspaper) is probably in on it too. Think of all the ink they save now when the police blotter no longer has to run onto 2 pages. Caswell well trim the police blotter down considerably, thus saving the newspaper resources as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision appears to be 100% economical. by no means can anyone seriously look you in the eye and say it is for public safety concerns. If that was the case, they would have shut this down 20 years ago. Caswell has done nothing to get worse, in fact, it's arguably been safer since its heyday. So no way can people honestly look you in the eye and say safety is the primary motivation. If they wanted to make us safer, it would have been done a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My history with Motel Caswell usually involved me driving all over its front lawn. If you check the picture above, you can actually see my tire marks, which i labeled for you. what would happen is we'd have a few beers and then decide to move on to the next bar. But as we'd drive by Caswell, I'd get this longing to just drive over their grass while the hookers and dealers stood in utter disbelief. Nothing like providing the finer part of society with a little 4 wheel entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, its about time they shut down Motel Caswell. but wow, a part of me is going to miss it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is somewhat of a Eulogy, why don't we all leave comments as to our favorite Motel Caswell stories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-731062680296062403?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/731062680296062403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/motel-caswell-eulogy.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/731062680296062403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/731062680296062403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/motel-caswell-eulogy.html' title='Motel Caswell Eulogy'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SwRIMvaPOpI/AAAAAAAAAw0/ss_tG6Z8og4/s72-c/20091117__TFront~p1_300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-3272040250204463450</id><published>2009-11-18T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:39:14.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gifflix.com/files/7c9d09b90aec.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://www.gifflix.com/files/7c9d09b90aec.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-3272040250204463450?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/3272040250204463450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/blog-post_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3272040250204463450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/3272040250204463450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-2243802317518001090</id><published>2009-11-17T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T15:55:38.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Too Early For Christmas Songs Non-Stop on the Radio?</title><content type='html'>Friday at 1:30 PM both WROR 105.7 and Oldies 103.3 both started their annual tradition of playing non-stop Christmas/Holiday Songs until Christmas Day. For some of us out there, i.e. Me, this is something that I look forward to every year. And to be perfectly honest with you, after what took place Sunday night in Indianapolis, its the only thing that has stopped me from driving my tonka truck off the Zakim Bridge. With that being said, my XM radio has been put away for the next month plus and now it is nothing but 103.3 and 105.7. It probably at times looks like a person with Tourettes is driving my car with how much I am shaking/screaming every time Dominic the Donkey or All I Want for Christmas is You comes on. Is it embarrassing...yes, but I dont care what you say, you have to respect the Christmas songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously though with every great thing, there are always those people that just have to suck the life out of everything just to be different. There are far too many people that I have heard out there that are bashing the Christmas songs being played non-stop. Lets get a few things straight off the bat, how many people in our age group are consistently listening to Oldies or WROR? Really none. Ya don't get me wrong, when Stand By Me comes on or My Girl, Ill stop for a little and listen up when I'm channel surfing, but there isn't really a whole lot of traffic going through those stations. Second of all, if you have such a problem with it, change the channel. Like seriously there is no reason people should be flipping out over it, and if you do, listen to one of those channels religiously make a cd of those songs that you like and listen to it. And finally, I don't care what religion you are, color sex or anything, if you have any heart, when you hear Christmas songs, you get into the Christmas spirit and cant wait for Santa to show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all you Scrooges out there...Go fuck yourself and let us have our Christmas songs for a month....don't hate the player hate the game bitches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rockdaddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-2243802317518001090?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/2243802317518001090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/is-it-too-early-for-christmas-songs-non.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2243802317518001090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2243802317518001090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/is-it-too-early-for-christmas-songs-non.html' title='Is It Too Early For Christmas Songs Non-Stop on the Radio?'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-6199466076864258946</id><published>2009-11-17T13:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:39:55.486-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Happy November 17th</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The following information was taken from &lt;a href="http://www.ahistoryofgreece.com/press/november17terrorists.htm"&gt;http://www.ahistoryofgreece.com/press/november17terrorists.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;From 1975 to 2000 the November 17th   Terrorist Organization committed dozens of attacks and murdered 23 people  in Greece. The success of the  group in avoiding capture had more to do with luck than anything else and  despite going for 27 years without the capture of one member, a bumbled bombing  attempt in the summer of 2002 brought the organization crashing down like a  house of cards. This is a list of their exploits, or at least the ones we know  about.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;December 12 1975&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:  Murder of CIA Station Chief Richard Welch in Psychiko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;December  13 1976&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;: Assassination of Police officer Evangelos  Mallios who had been discharged after torturing prisoners during the Junta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;January  16 1980&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;: Murder of MAT(Riot Squad) Deputy Director  Pantelis Petrou and his driver in Pangrati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;November  15 1980&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;: US Navy Captain George Tsantes who is the  head of JUSMAGG is killed with his driver Nikos Veloutsos, an employee of the US Embassy,  on Kiffissia Avenue in Psychiko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;August  3rd 1984&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Failed attempt  against JUSMAGG officer Robert Judd near the US Airbase at Hellenikon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;February  21 1985&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;: Publisher Nikos Momferatos of the daily  paper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Apogevmatini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  and his driver are killed in Kolonaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;November  26 1985:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Officer Ioannis Georgakopoulos is killed  when a bomb explodes near a MAT bus near the Hilton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;April  8 1986:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Industrialist Dimitris Angelopoulos, chairman  of Halivourgiki Steel Company and friend of Prime Minister Andreas Papandreou is  killed while leaving his home in Koloniki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;October  5 1986:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Bomb attacks on Tax Offices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;February  4th 1987:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Attack on Dr Zacharias Kapsalakis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;April  24 1987:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Bomb attack on US Air Force bus. 16 American  soldiers and the driver are injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;August  10 1987&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;: Remote control car bomb injures 11 American  soldiers on a bus in Kavouri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;January  21 1988&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;: Failed assassination on US official George  Karos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;March 1 1988:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  Murder of Industrialist Alexandros Athanasiades-Bodosakis on Kiffisias Avenue  in Filothei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;June 28 1988:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  Assassination of US Military Attache Wiliam Nordeen by booby-trapped car in  Kifissia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;August 15 1988&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:  Attack on police station in Vyronas. Without firing a shot November 17th members  tie up a number of police officers and leave with cache of weapons and ammunition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;January  10 1989&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;: Public Prosecutor Constantine Androulidakis  is wounded in the legs but dies a month later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;May  8 1989:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Former Minister Giorgos Petsos is inured  in a bomb attack in Filothei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;September  26 1989:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Pavlos Bakoyiannis, New Democracy Parliamentary  spokesman and son-in-law of party leader Constantine Mitsotakis is shot  and killed allegedly for his part in the Bank of Crete scandal. He was  the husband of Dora Bakoyiannis and the first active politician to be killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;December  25 1989&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;: Anti-tank rockets and ammunition are stolen  from a base in Larissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;May 15 1990:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  Bazookas are stolen from the Athens War Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;November  20 1990&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;: Rocket attack on the armored limousine  of businessan Vardis Vardinoyiannis, who escapes unharmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;March  13 1991:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Remote controlled bomb kills US Army Sergeant  Ronald Stewart in Glyfada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;July 16  1991:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Turkish charge-d'affaires Deniz Bulikbasi  is injured by a car bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;September  7 1991:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Cetin Giorku, Turkish assistant press  attache is shot and killed in his car in Pangrati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;November  2 1991: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Policeman Yiannis Varis is killed and 6  other policemen are inured by rocket and grenade attack on a MAT bus in Exarchia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;July  14 1992:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Finance Minister Ioannis Palaiokrassas  escapes injury when his limousine is attacked by rockets but passerby Athanasios  Axarlian, and 22 year old student is killed on Voulis street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;December  21 1992&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;: New Democracy party deputy chairman Eleftherios  Papadimitriou is shot but not killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;January  24 1994&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;: Michalis Vranopoulos, the former governer  of the National Bank of Greece is killed outside his office in Koloniki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;July  4 1994&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;: Turkish Diplomat Omer Sipahioglou is shot  and killed in Palio Faliron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;March  15 1995:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Rocket attack on MEGA TV studios during  the evening news causes damage but no deaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;February  15 1996: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mortar attack on the US Embassy in Athens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;May  25 1997:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Shipowner Costas Peratikos is killed in  Pireaus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;May 17 1999:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  Rocket attack on German Ambassador's residence in retaliation for the NATO bombing  of Yugoslavia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;May 17 2000:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  Stephen Saunders, the British defense attache is murdered while stopped in traffic  in Filothei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;June 29 2002:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  A bomb that detonates in the hands of Savvas Xeros starts a chain reaction of  arrests of Novermber 17th members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It reminds me when I used to be a tour guide at Fenway Park where my good friend Dave and I were doing a tour with a little kid day camp. An 8 year old kid politely asked me if I shared my birthday with any celebrities. It was a fairly random question to ask but I'm never one to be too caught off guard. I responded, "No, but there is a terrorist group named after my birthday." The kid looked mildly upset and Dave and I shared a good laugh. I'm not a terrible person, I just like to have fun at the expense of everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-6199466076864258946?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/6199466076864258946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/happy-november-17th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6199466076864258946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6199466076864258946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/happy-november-17th.html' title='Happy November 17th'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-6174203599029930687</id><published>2009-11-17T02:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:42:06.482-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>ucla sucks. danvers high students are lame</title><content type='html'>so im watching the 24 hour marathon of ncaa mens hoops and i am absolutely hating ucla right now. this team is pathetic. the students are pathetic. this is making me sick. where do i even begin. this ucla team is a young team. they are playing with no poise at all, and thats fine. the problem is, they are playing lifeless. young teams are supposed to be energized. conversely, the fullerton boys are joggin up n down the court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres my other problem. they are down in double overtime and you got guys goofin off on the bench laughing and clowning around. seriously? if im the coach i get rid of these guys. losing to cal state fullerton is embarassing if you are ucla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ucla students oughta be ashamed of themselves. what the hell is wrong with students these days. first these pussy danvers students saying meep all the time and getting in trouble for it? Really? is that what's cool in high school? I remember shouting DA ME CABEZA to my spanish teacher once a class which translates from spanish to english as "give me head." back to the lecture at hand, these ucla students are disgraceful. ive seen tee ball teams with edgier material than these guys. they arent even loud either. Might as well not even have a home arena if you're gonna bring fans in like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will say this. i enjoyed my first female broadcaster today. doris something. i thought she called a great basketball game. she was insightful, knowledgeable and she seemed pretty passionate about the game. if any woman makes it big into broadcasting, id have to say that she is a viable candidate. pretty impressive performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-6174203599029930687?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/6174203599029930687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/ucla-sucks-danvers-high-students-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6174203599029930687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6174203599029930687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/ucla-sucks-danvers-high-students-are.html' title='ucla sucks. danvers high students are lame'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-930071017252460535</id><published>2009-11-17T01:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:42:06.482-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>CURB REVIEW</title><content type='html'>My God. What a ridiculous episode. I'm going to do this one by character because there was so much going on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl- frankly didnt think she did much this episode. whatever she did do tended to take away from everything else. wasnt impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funkhauser - I thought he was incredible in this episode. I know he didnt do much; but what he did do I thought was perfect. Being there for the read was a jerk move, but was perfect for bringing duberstein's wife in later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leon - I have to admit, I thought this was real clever; but I also kinda saw the whole race thing with Michael Richards coming. His performance as a Jew was downright hilarious though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Richards - the guy is only funny as Kramer. He seems too mellowed out now. The only funny part was when he realized he was being videotaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George was good. The pen thing was fairly funny throughout the readthrough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry was great. I have to say. I love Jerry Seinfeld. He didnt play that much of a role in this episode, but he just has this tendency to make everything better. he makes everyone funnier. it's a pretty unique feature. For example, his face when Larry asks about the 9 year old's pussy was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl with the rash on the pussy thing was fairly funny. Every guy can relate to the girl who doesnt stop texting you at all hours of the day. I love how the show had a double ending. Michael richards and Leon was awesome, but for the doctor and larry scene at the end? it was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the show tied in very nicely. This has been an incredible season. I can't believe it's ending. I really wish this season would go on. I am pretty excited for this season finale, although i imagine it will be more seinfeld than larry. We'll see how it ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-930071017252460535?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/930071017252460535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/curb-review_17.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/930071017252460535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/930071017252460535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/curb-review_17.html' title='CURB REVIEW'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-2621247395443812883</id><published>2009-11-16T13:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:42:06.482-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Before we kill Belichick</title><content type='html'>I just want to say, I am a Belichick diehard. I trust him. Doesn't mean I agree with everything he does or that I blindly worship him. what it does mean is that I stay loyal. Without Belichick, we don't have anything. We don't have Brady, Moss, we don't have Superbowl championships. Think of how many games he won for the Patriots with his gameplans and playcalling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get off of Bill's back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-2621247395443812883?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/2621247395443812883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/before-we-kill-belichick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2621247395443812883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2621247395443812883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/before-we-kill-belichick.html' title='Before we kill Belichick'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-140719480910592976</id><published>2009-11-11T16:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T16:11:01.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Veterans Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.rudkovsky.com/holidays/images/vet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.rudkovsky.com/holidays/images/vet1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all you vets out there, thank you for what you do and for making our country the land of the free and the home of the brave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-DroppinTreats Staff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-140719480910592976?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/140719480910592976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/happy-veterans-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/140719480910592976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/140719480910592976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/happy-veterans-day.html' title='Happy Veterans Day'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-7149131772372625792</id><published>2009-11-10T16:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:08:28.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Further Evidence to Why Justin Timberlake Should Be Every Young Boys Idol</title><content type='html'>I was reading Barstool and they have a link about how Justin Timberlake broke up with Jessica Biel, My ultimate woman, so he could date multiple people. Dont feel to bad for him though cuz he was able to convince her to still be "Friends with Benefits". Now I ask just one question....How the fuck did he pull this off? He breaks up with her so he can bang other people and in the process is able to convince her that he and her should still bang? The guy is a fucking genius and a magician. There is no possible way that you can tell me that any other human on this earth good do this seriously and have it pay off in the end. It just makes you think sometimes what could have been if Big Tony had just taken me to the Mickey Mouse Club audition that was in Boston that one weekend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rockaddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-7149131772372625792?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/7149131772372625792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/further-evidence-to-why-justin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7149131772372625792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7149131772372625792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/further-evidence-to-why-justin.html' title='Further Evidence to Why Justin Timberlake Should Be Every Young Boys Idol'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-2407457769763935566</id><published>2009-11-10T15:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:42:06.482-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Curb Review</title><content type='html'>A nice old fashioned episode here. Jeff cheating on his wife, Larry pissing off Cheryl. Larry in conflict with Suzie. A solid episode and a good bounceback from last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice thing about this is that it was a very realistic episode. Definitely something you can see playing out. A fire alarm with the new pants on was a very creative idea. The whole Officer Krupke thing was pretty funny, combine that with the kids and the lemonade. It was really an enjoyable episode from start to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, "My name is Larry David and I like wearing women's underwear/panties" whatever the line is. I am sure it will catch on like wildfire. It played out nearly perfectly pulling the wool over the eyes of suzie. Probably one of my favorite parts of the episode is Larry David's theory about neck injuries getting validated between Virginia and Jeff at the very end of the episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say this as well, cheryl was not great in this episode. In fact, I didnt enjoy her too much at all. She was too needy and submissive. It came off as pretty annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Krupke appearance at the end of the episode was a bit of a stretch. I like the idea that the kids and mother thought he was swearing though. Particularly after the first encounter where Larry immediately calls guilty on himself and struts away from the mother. That was some classic Larry right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curb didnt even need to have a solid bounce back episode considering the gold they came out with so far but they chose to come out with a solid. Of course, the chaos wont match up with the wheelchair or the stomach fat episodes, but it was nice to have a more realistic situation for Larry to get himself into. Well done Curb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-2407457769763935566?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/2407457769763935566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/curb-review_10.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2407457769763935566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2407457769763935566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/curb-review_10.html' title='Curb Review'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-5176586395681654494</id><published>2009-11-10T15:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:58:26.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Notre Dame Hows My Ass Taste?</title><content type='html'>Ya that's right I'm coming right after all you golden dome fans out there. They are without question the most over rated, most over hyped, most over anything in the world of sports on any level, professional, college, amateur, high school, anything. This isn't a jealousy thing, this has nothing to do with my glowing gunea-ness, what it does have to do with is that I am sick and tired about hearing about Notre Dame and how great they are and how the world revolves around every athlete, especially football players, that attends that school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go over a few things first. It is an absolute given that every year that they will be the most over rated ranked team in the country in every pre-season poll. Every prognosticator thinks that just because they wear the navy blue and gold, that is a guaranteed 9 wins. Which is an absolute joke. And I don't wanna hear that all the football powerhouses get the same respect either. Michigan has been ranked fairly the past two years. Oklahoma, one of the top teams of the past 12 years is fairly ranked this year and they have injuries to there two best players and you don't hear them complain. But god forbid Notre Dame be unranked with a .500 record in that power house conference that they play in with all the top teams in the country week in and week out... Oh wait, Notre Dame is an Independent in football despite being in the Big East for all of their other sports, and a BCS conference, and the school gets to pick their schedule every year. They play all the traditional powerhouses like Washington and Washington State, Nevada,  and Navy. For most average schools in the country that would be 4 guarantee wins, almost bowl eligible right off the bat, before they start to play schools like BC, Perdue, Pitt, UConn, and Michigan State that get beat year in and year out in the rankings of the players that they bring in with each recruiting class. But Notre Dame finds a way to fumble fuck themselves and they cant beat these "inferior" teams on a consistent basis. Then you bring in the national humiliation they get when they play USC every year. You know its sad when the people that are supporters of Notre Dame are excited when they keep it close against a legitimate football factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great thing that Notre Dame is now starting to do is they are taking schools like BC and Michigan State off their schedule over the next few years to play schools like Troy and Minnesota. Schools that just scream to recruits "You want big time football, you come to ND".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fucking NBC just has to stop. I get and understand why the Sox and Yankees have their own networks, and I am sure that other professional teams have that in their TV stations too. But they are professional teams, and unless you have some kind of fancy DirecTV package and you can get some of these channels, then you aren't getting them unless they are in your region. But NBC makes sure that we are seeing average to shit football almost every Saturday when we could be watching national powerhouses and competitive games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen I buy into the whole thing that college football is better when Notre Dame is a good team. But the question I have to ask is when are they gonna be good? Cuz I sure as hell haven't seen it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rockdaddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-5176586395681654494?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/5176586395681654494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/hey-notre-dame-hows-my-ass-taste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5176586395681654494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5176586395681654494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/hey-notre-dame-hows-my-ass-taste.html' title='Hey Notre Dame Hows My Ass Taste?'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-4057876535224014979</id><published>2009-11-10T14:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:42:06.483-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Best way to get out of a speeding ticket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wtvr.com/wtvr-goochland-trooper-crash-interstate-64,0,525843.story"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read that story, you'll find a state trooper had pulled over a Saturn on a Virginia highway. The person driving that Saturn was a good friend of mine from college. While in the process of writing him a ticket for speeding, another car plowed into the cruiser from behind. The cruiser went barreling into my buddy's car and a fourth car later struck the third car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This begs the question, does causing a massive pile up serve as the best way to get out of a ticket? The statie was seriously injured and taken to the hospital. He had no recollection of the incident. So no speeding ticket will be issued. Perhaps if he just agreed to let my buddy go with a warning, he would have avoided the accident entirely by not sitting idle in his car while writing a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a genius move. Probably a little dangerous, but still effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-4057876535224014979?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/4057876535224014979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/best-way-to-get-out-of-speeding-ticket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4057876535224014979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4057876535224014979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/best-way-to-get-out-of-speeding-ticket.html' title='Best way to get out of a speeding ticket'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-6462477868130812084</id><published>2009-11-10T10:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:06:40.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Everyone seems to be coming around...... well im NOT DOUG!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gifflix.com/files/b88c857a17af.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://www.gifflix.com/files/b88c857a17af.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-6462477868130812084?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/6462477868130812084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/everyone-seems-to-be-coming-around-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6462477868130812084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6462477868130812084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/everyone-seems-to-be-coming-around-well.html' title='&quot;Everyone seems to be coming around...... well im NOT DOUG!&quot;'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-6480605570796425969</id><published>2009-11-09T23:10:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:42:06.483-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>George Lopez Live Blog</title><content type='html'>The first ever Droppin Treats live blog is going to be on the George Lopez show. I should probably off myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11pm - Definitely going for a party in the streets vibe. Tons of seats. How are they going to fill this place up every night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His stand up was all over the place. Within a 5 minute span he made a necrophilia joke, a Glenn Beck joke and a poop joke. I gotta be honest, Lopez goes for edgy, but its either dated or just offensive. I mean, the whole point of edgy comedy is you laugh because of how uncomfortable and out of line a comment is. LIKE OHHHHHH i cant believe he just said that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Lopez, he made incredibly racist remarks, and Im fine with comedians making racist jokes as long as they are funny. I mean, I dont think less of him for being a racist, I think less of him for not being funny. So naturally, making jokes about 50 cent comes out with a cologne of which a main ingredient is gun powder and then saying that the "bitches" love it. I mean, I'm just scratching my head here. Does anyone even laugh at that anymore? The Wayans Brothers would probably laugh but that's because that's their style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the Lopez is going to be on for an hour too. I gotta be honest, the longer this show goes on, the more I will die inside. I will say this, the band seems ok. commercial break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:16 - we're back, Ellen has come out in her pajamas and a stuffed animal. Complaining that it's too late. Couldnt see that one coming. She did come out to a standing ovation, which is probably a little surprising. The audience looks just as confused as I do when Ellen started handing him a fruit basket and a thong. I dont get this? Who wrote that joke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, jello shots being handed out to the audience. Hey, if you cant win them over with humor, then free alcohol oughta do it. If there is one thing that's coming off clear, its that George Lopez is a pretentious asshole. You can totally tell he isnt well liked off the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have our first segment here. They show a guy and or girl o nthe street and then ask a ridiculously racist question and ask an audience member to give their honest opinion. The first guy was a black guy and they asked if he'd ever been to jail. Then an Asian girl and asked if shes ever given a happy ending. a white trash guy was asked if he has used the N-Word. A latino guy if he pays for his cable TV. I have to admit, I am laughing quite a bit at this sketch. Next was an older asian guy getting asked if he had a small penis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do I find it a coincidence that my only laughs came in a video sketch that didnt involve lopez? no. Im just happy I was able to laugh at something. Definitely liking the band...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commercial break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:28 - Eva Longoria the most beautiful woman in the world? How bout NO scott? she doesnt even look that good right now. Eva Longoria is about to cry because she is so happy for George Lopez. I DONT GET IT. WHO IS GEORGE LOPEZ?! Was he hit by a car as a kid? Is this some sort of adversity story? Lopez is trying to make jokes in this interview and its ummm failing. Oh really George Lopez, you took a border crossing joke and turned it into a "I cant even go to Borders Cafe without getting stopped." That might be funny? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping the interview lasts longer. The show will survive if they keep Lopez from talking too much. Eva Longoria got a year's supply of M &amp;amp;Ms. Fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commercial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably should have done this the other way? I guess it doesnt matter. Nobody is reading this live. So it'll prob be better for everyone to read it chronologically. Is anyone actually reading this live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:37 - we're back. eva is talking about stripping. interesting. and now lopez is going to try n make her strip right now. they brought out a pole n everything "You're going to see my hooha!" Eva isnt having it. So Lopez gets on the pole. It was pretty uncomfortable but I suppose it could have been worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commercial. Really? 2 whole minutes. Here's some irony. The horrible Travolta and Robin Williams movie preview followed by Bob's Discount Furniture. A perfect blend of awkward, unfunny, and lame commercials. cuz I dont get enough of that on this show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:43 - we're back. Kobe Bryant is the next guest. I'm kinda surprised that Kobe is in LA. I figured he would be in Denver so he and Ben Roethlisburger could go commit some rape after the Monday Night Football game. They both love to rape, and Denver was where Kobe's went down. But yeah, good to see you Kobe, on the Lopez show nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kobe insisting that he's only here for George. Why do people love George Lopez so much?! I am seriously missing something. audio problem on the show, TBS better solve this pretty soon. some good basketball talk here. Can the Lakers win with Ron Artest? Lopez is now swearing, just saying shit and getting bleeped out. So, maybe Lopez is just big in Los Angeles? That's fairly believable. Kobe is now marketing a watch, his signature line of watches. Kobe just compared himself to Obama. "We got a black man in the White House and we got a black man with his own watch" Interesting that Kobe raped a girl and compared himself to a president. Kobe, if anything, you're more like Thomas Jefferson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Member of the audience asks why Kobe doesnt twitter. Lopez gives Kobe a golf club? DEREK FISHER COMES OUT OF THE STANDS! WOWWWWW. Fisher grills him about the cowboys getting beat by Eagles. I gotta say, that was pretty cool. Derek Fisher is a God out in LA. He's earned it. That's gotta be a pleasant addition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commercial. So, it really looks like they are just going to sell this to the west coast. How do I feel about that? Well, it makes me feel better. Ive been getting so bent out of shape wondering why George Lopez got his own show. Well, if he's a God in Southern California, then I guess it makes sense. Given the chicano base out there plus the surplus of entertainment figures, I guess this is going to be a strong suit for him to play in LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the East Coast? What the hell am I supposed to do with this show? I'll give some wrapping up thoughts here. If this was a standard show, I'd probably be like wow, not bad. But this was the pilot. This was supposed to knock me off my feet. It didnt happen. George Lopez is less funny than I thought, but the show itself is better than I thought it would be. The skit was funny. The Kobe interview was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:54 - we're back. Here comes Carlos Santana. Oye como va? Alright. Lets just get this over with. So it's all making sense to me now. This was a victory for Latinos. That's why Eva was emotional. That's why everyone is going nuts for Carlos Santana. hopefully thats why there were so many latino jokes, but i have a feeling Lopez does that anyway. Plus, since I'm in a good mood, let's be honest. george lopez is NOT carlos mencia. That means he already cant be that bad. Mencia is the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:57 - Santana finishes up. Lopez looks more relaxed now. less obnoxious. I think its finally kicked in that he has his own show and he is getting a bit humbled by it. Of course I could be wrong and he's just being an asshole. Santana playing again. we gonna wrap this up soon or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were reading this live, id be pissed i was doing this upside down. sorry to anyone who is ridiculous enough to read a lopez tonight live blog. masochist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santana going nuts on the guitar. going out into the crowd and playing. the crowd seems happy. interesting shot of lopez in the background bobbing his head to the music. now he is looking bored. maybe he just is that obnoxious? he should be grateful. and the song ends. lets wrap it up georgey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santana has him in a bear hug right now from behind. pretty awk. alright good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-6480605570796425969?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/6480605570796425969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/george-lopez-live-blog.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6480605570796425969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6480605570796425969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/george-lopez-live-blog.html' title='George Lopez Live Blog'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-2283226344056336866</id><published>2009-11-09T15:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:46:07.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Orange Line Chronicles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ktransit.com/transit/NAmerica/useast/boston/Photos/bos-hr-or01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://ktransit.com/transit/NAmerica/useast/boston/Photos/bos-hr-or01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So today as I'm riding with the miserable creatures that take the Orange Line to their pointless jobs, I had a hilarious idea that someone needs to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set your friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ring tone&lt;/span&gt; to that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; song. I have no idea what the name is but its always in Kung F&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt; movies. Its like " Dana &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;naaaa&lt;/span&gt;", u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kno&lt;/span&gt; which one I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So step 1 : Set your friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ring tone&lt;/span&gt; to this song full blast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step three: Wait till the driver says "Entering Chinatown" over the loud speaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step four: Call friend on cell phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step five: Watch hilarity ensure, which may result in your friend getting there ass kicked via bicycle kicks to the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.linkmesh.com/imagenes/temas/mortal_kombat/liu_kang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://www.linkmesh.com/imagenes/temas/mortal_kombat/liu_kang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;JimmyJames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-2283226344056336866?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/2283226344056336866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/orange-line-chronicles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2283226344056336866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2283226344056336866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/orange-line-chronicles.html' title='The Orange Line Chronicles'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-8596538007636712986</id><published>2009-11-09T10:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:42:06.483-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>GEORGE LOPEZ TONIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Svg2PRRM16I/AAAAAAAAAws/UtS19Dd14RU/s1600-h/GeorgeLopez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Svg2PRRM16I/AAAAAAAAAws/UtS19Dd14RU/s400/GeorgeLopez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402127388992395170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we know, I am no stranger to bad TV. In fact, I only watch bad TV so I have credibility when I explain to others why a show is so bad. For example, I watch Lost. Lost is probably the worst show in the history of television. I watch it though. Why? Well, let's say you watch Lost and you think it sucks. So you dont tune into it anymore. then you go tell your friends you think it sucks. Some douchebag overhears you and he says, "Do you even watch the show? How do you know its so bad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the problem with TV. you have freedom. You watch a bad movie? You're stuck with it forever. In TV, you dont like the episode? change the channel. Dont watch it again, but the problem is, you lose the ability to say it's a bad show because you no longer watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I stick with the shows I know are horrible in order to inform others why they are horrible. Lost is obviously the token example. Now, some of you accuse me of secretly liking Lost and that's why I still watch it. not true. I watch other bad shows for the same reasons. For example, I watched tons of sex and the city episodes so I can explain to girls why its a bad show. Most guys will call the show dumb, but how can they back it up? I even watched an entire season of Grey's Anatomy one year but that was just too excruciating so I gave it up. Yet, that one season provided me plenty of ammo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there's always the people that say, Jeff you only hate things because everyone else likes it and you just want to be different. That's true. If a bunch of people like something, there IMMEDIATELY is something wrong with it. Why? because everybody is a retard. For example, there are millions of great books in this world. Literally millions. But for whatever reason, some guy read the Da Vinci Code and put a picture of it on facebook and then the retarded flocked to every bookstore in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone else likes something, that immediately disqualifies it from being good. Anyways, let's get to George Lopez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For something that has received so much hype, i can honestly say this could be the biggest television disaster of the century. Does anybody even like George Lopez? When did he even become a comedian? Where was George Lopez when he was 30? Why did he not get famous until he was 50. Is he even famous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so many questions and loopholes regarding how he got to where he is today, let alone getting his own late night talk show. Who wants to be a guest on the George Lopez show? Who would want to work on it? I imagine its just a bunch of college interns who produce it to get course credit. Lopez can't write material for bi-annual gigs, how on earth is he going to perform every night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, honestly, is this one of those things that will be so atrocious that I have to tune in? At first, I say NO WAY because I dont even want to support George Lopez with my viewership. Also, no douchebags will be correcting me about watching it because even they will probably be too ashamed. Who is Lopez even going up against? Jon Stewart and the Daily show? Well, that's not funny either so I guess he's all set. Seriously, The Daily Show with Jon Stewart might be the worst show alive. It used to be funny in like 2003. It hasnt been funny since. He got all these accolades for ripping on political hacks and now I feel like I'm the only one who realizes HE HAS BECOME A HACK HIMSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I know I'm bashing on TV right now. I havent seen Curb yet so I'll get the review out soon. but Curb would be a good show. The Shield is also a good show. Man v. Food is an amazing show. that's all I have for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't tune into george lopez tonight, no matter what it is you are doing instead, it will probably be better than watching him fail miserably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-8596538007636712986?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/8596538007636712986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/george-lopez-tonight.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8596538007636712986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8596538007636712986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/george-lopez-tonight.html' title='GEORGE LOPEZ TONIGHT'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Svg2PRRM16I/AAAAAAAAAws/UtS19Dd14RU/s72-c/GeorgeLopez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-2058966454851559410</id><published>2009-11-06T01:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:42:06.483-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Just like Boosh always said</title><content type='html'>Like I detailed in my post about why the Yankees winning wouldnt be such a bad thing, it would create talk about salary caps and the general disparity between payrolls. It's been 24 hours since the Yankees won, and the best baseball media in the country has already come out with it. Joe Posnanski's piece begins hopefully the lengthy and heated debate regarding the current agreement between MLB and the Players Union.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, granted. It's only the media. So this means we'll probably need a year or two before anything actually happens. I would like to see a salary cap in baseball. I would also like to see a salary floor as well. I mean, if a cap were to be set, it would probably be a soft cap set around where the Dodgers and Angels reside on the payroll chart. Most teams are willing to spend in between 80-100 million dollars on payroll, and a salary cap should reflect that. Teams like the Red Sox, Yankees, and Mets would pretty much be the only abusers of a salary cap. But bringing those 3 back down to Earth would have a fairly large effect in baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple that with the salary floor and now we dont have to watch the Royals, Pirates, and Marlins cheaply run their clubs. The Marlins are probably the most frustrating because they are so competitive with next to nothing of a payroll. Imagine if the Marlins spent just a LITTLE money? They'd almost easily be right up there with the Phillies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's a good article. Sports Illustrated's national baseball coverage is far and above the best in the business. Football coverage is generally pretty even amongst all the sports media outlets. Yet, baseball wise, SI is a cut above. You don't believe me? Read for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2009/writers/joe_posnanski/11/05/yankees.payroll/index.html?eref=sihp"&gt;The best team money could buy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-2058966454851559410?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/2058966454851559410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/just-like-boosh-always-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2058966454851559410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/2058966454851559410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/just-like-boosh-always-said.html' title='Just like Boosh always said'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-9006097745274611029</id><published>2009-11-04T23:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:42:06.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>27</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SvJbEHKCLII/AAAAAAAAAwk/BqPyZ-Lv4_4/s1600-h/alg_yankswin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SvJbEHKCLII/AAAAAAAAAwk/BqPyZ-Lv4_4/s400/alg_yankswin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400479029369384066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They earned it. 3 man rotation = badass. No complaints from me. A pretty awesome series. I can honestly say I am happy for the Bronx Bombers as a whole. There are a few individuals I cant say I am thrilled about winning, but all in all, this was a team that fought for it. any time a team goes with a 3 man rotation, you gotta respect it. That's old school. Score another one for the Junior Circuit baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-9006097745274611029?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/9006097745274611029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/9006097745274611029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/9006097745274611029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/27.html' title='27'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SvJbEHKCLII/AAAAAAAAAwk/BqPyZ-Lv4_4/s72-c/alg_yankswin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-8300904344479503991</id><published>2009-11-03T21:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:31:23.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Philly Has Gone Soft...They are Cheering for Scal!</title><content type='html'>Well tonight was an  All-Celtics night as I sit alone in my humble abode in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Southie&lt;/span&gt;. Between the Celtics face fucking the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sixers&lt;/span&gt; and the special that ESPN did on Len Bias, which was absolutely awesome and anyone that is interested in the Celtics or just sports history should watch without question, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;without question&lt;/span&gt; the most devastating part of the night is listening to the fans in Philadelphia go nuts every time that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scal&lt;/span&gt; takes a breathe on the court tonight. He just hit a three and gets a standing ovation. Granted the game was over at halftime and most the fans left sometime in the 3rd, but never in my life would I ever think that I would have heard that, especially in a city like Philly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How dominate have the Celtics been by the way? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rasheed&lt;/span&gt; just scored 20 without breaking a sweat and the C's only had 10 points 8 minutes into the game. No question after seeing most of the contenders play that early on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Celtics&lt;/span&gt; have to be the favorite. Granted it is only 5 games in, but still that have been looking great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Boosh&lt;/span&gt; if you ever put a pic up like you did before, I will hunt you down and haunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; dreams. Sorry that you are a full time student and you can write blogs whenever you feel like it.  The kid goes to Europe for a fucking month, no one says boo about him being gone and we pick up the slack for him and the ship just keeps on rolling. Then all he has to do is copy and paste his little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; man journal from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;broke back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mountaining&lt;/span&gt; Europe and he cant even do that. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Watch&lt;/span&gt; your step Judas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rockdaddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-8300904344479503991?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/8300904344479503991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/philly-has-gone-softthey-are-cheering.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8300904344479503991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8300904344479503991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/philly-has-gone-softthey-are-cheering.html' title='Philly Has Gone Soft...They are Cheering for Scal!'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-5606571082968279138</id><published>2009-11-03T14:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T14:53:35.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gifflix.com/files/5d380e0fba80.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; 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There are no pics of Budapest on Day 7 for reasons detailed below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are links to the other days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/06/eurotreat.html"&gt;Day 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/06/eurotreat_09.html"&gt;Day 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/06/eurotreat_12.html"&gt;Day 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/06/eurotreat_15.html"&gt;Day 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/06/eurotreat_29.html"&gt;Day 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/07/eurotreat.html"&gt;Day 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/eurotreat.html"&gt;Day 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 - Rumble in Budapest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anita and I woke up at about 930am. I jumped in the shower so I could pack up all my stuff while she showered. Then we made our way to the 200 koruna boat cruise. 10 bucks for a boat cruise! not bad at all. It was a bit chilly, but the weather was nice. There was an older couple from Nebraska that accompanied us on the boat as well. They were in PRague for a wedding, and apparently it was a ridiculous wedding regarding alcohol consumption. What weddings arent? But I figure maybe the Czechs did it a bit better for whatever reason. The boat ride was what I expected, got some good pictures and learned some new stuff. Pretty worth what I spent. So the boat ride ended and this is where Anita and I would part ways. She went back to the hostel, and I was on to explore Mala Strana. I really liked Mala Strana. It was so...cool. Very cool history. It's where the rebels used to go hang out. Across the river, wooded. Just seemed pretty cool. Nove Mesto? Less than impressive. It was like being home in Boston. Exhaust fumes. traffic.. There were a few malls and the national museum was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SvBixXu-esI/AAAAAAAAAv8/HJhMdF_a7N0/s1600-h/SDC10625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SvBixXu-esI/AAAAAAAAAv8/HJhMdF_a7N0/s400/SDC10625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399924553541384898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a meal, I got a hamburger with cabbage? I also got a fried goat cheese sandwich (cant help but think of my brother there). It cost around 40 koruna, which was well less than $2. God I love cheap food. I picked up a cheeseburger and hot dog for the train ride to budapest and then walked around a bit more. Stumbled upon the red light district which was...umm...interesting. I cant get over how diverse Prague is. Like 4 or 5 different neighborhoods rolled into one small city. Pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally overshot the train. My boston bias always taught me to give ample time for travel because you never know when the orange line will break down. Well, Prague has cheap and efficient public transportation and I was in the train station in no time. The train station was fairly easy to navigate and I was able to unwind a bit after lugging around that heavy backpack all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train was...well...ok. I sat next to a Russian woman in her mid fifties. We couldnt understand each other at all. She kept giving me Russian candy. I was hesitant to eat it, for fear that she was KGB and that she suspected me as an American spy. My fears were further aggravated when the candy tasted downright awful. How do Russians eat this stuff? She kept offering me more and I kept saying no and she was getting PISSED and started shoving it in my face. so I ended up taking more just because I feared what would happen if I didnt. at one point, she called her daughter? niece? and then she PUT HER ON THE PHONE WITH ME! WTF LADY. You dont just do that with people. The daughter barely spoke English so we exchanged Hellos and then she couldnt understand my English. I couldnt even understand what she was trying to say so I jsut handed the phone back to the lady. All in all, I guess I just didnt want to say anything that would be misinterpreted so I just avoided disaster. I hate to refer to her as "crazy Russian lady" because she was rather subdued, but she was definitely something else. She got off somewhere in Austria. As she got up, she stood up and said "Good Bye" with a big smile on her face. She was proud. The one time we understood each other. We had a moment. I was impressed. Ohhhh crazy Russian lady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SvBixur7IJI/AAAAAAAAAwE/AkQObhzkzZk/s1600-h/SDC10635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SvBixur7IJI/AAAAAAAAAwE/AkQObhzkzZk/s400/SDC10635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399924559702597778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer did I need to dominate the Cryptograms as I had a windowseat and some breathing room. I thought about taking my IPOD out for the first time on the trip. I did, and it was mangled. uh oh. I messed this up pretty bad. It doesnt even work. oh boy. IPOD down. first casualty of the trip. meh who cares, it reminds me of home anyway. why would i want that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLOVAKIA HOSEJOB. Eurail doesnt cover this? BS. I just got effed. I was supposed to be 17.50 Euro, but the guy was "nice" and let me pay 10. Eat it pal. I coulda either paid 10 Euro and stay on the train or get dropped off in the middle of Slovakia. Fairly unequal bargaining power, I didnt like having such minimal leverage. That guy owned me for 10 Euro. Bastard. Budapest soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was about as close to disastrous as one can get. I somehow stayed calm in the face of all of this. First of all, my fault. Should have known better than to arrive at a non english speaking city with no concept of direction at 1030 at night. It cost me big. finding the metro was a pain in the ass. Walking around a shitty neighborhood with a big backpack at 11pm must have been quite the sight. Thankfully, I bumped into this other girl with just as big of a backpack. She was from Montreal. but she barely spoke English. A Frenchie. She was just as lost as me too. We agreed to stick together for safety reasons and we eventually found the metro. The ticket machines didnt work. I didnt think much of it at the time considering Ive been getting away with fare evasion since Ive crossed the atlantic. We took the metro up 2 spots but would split up there as were were going to different hostels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I got off the train, cops were checking tickets. They approached me and asked for mine presumably. My high school never offered Hungarian 101 so alot got lost in translation. I did my best to play the unwitting tourist. Even handed them 2 Euro saying, Oh, I just buy the ticket now? So they thought I was being an asshole when I did that and pushed me up against the wall as if they were going to detain me. I resisted considerably but with a big backpack, I was off balance and overmatched. They deamnd hungarian money. I have none. After much deliberation between the 2, they finally demanded I pay 22 Euro. At this point, I would have handed them 50 just to get the hell out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for the connecting train and took it 3 stops to where my hostel was. Now the nightmare begins. It was a real shady area. With real shady people.I found the street and started walking down it. Well it was about midnight and at this point, I was getting some considerable looks from loitering crowds. Imagine how those looks got the second time around when I realized I was walking the wrong way down the street and had to pass the same loitering creepshows a second time. Once again, Jeff with some great trip planning. My hostel was off of the Octagon stop. The metro stop was called Octagon because 8 different streets combined into one intersection. So yeah, i had a 1 out of 8 chance in finding the right street because I also missed Hungarian literacy classes growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SvBiyHunicI/AAAAAAAAAwM/XoIvsE3nRYw/s1600-h/SDC10502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SvBiyHunicI/AAAAAAAAAwM/XoIvsE3nRYw/s400/SDC10502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399924566424783298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty dark in this neighborhood. More sketchy. Closed businesses. bars over all of them. its 1230 now. Im wondering If I'll even survive tonight? At 1am, after walking around a sketchy neighborhood for what seemed like an eternity, I found the hostel. Saved! right? NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nightmare continues. The door was locked. There was no buzzer. no sign of life. no passcodes. No key. What the hell? This cannot be happening. So here I was, standing alone in the dark in a shitty neighborhood with barred windows and doors in a foreign country. Not paradise. Let's be cool. no panic. chill out. You gotta always look like your legit, even if you on the inside you're completely confused. Maintain control. So at this point, I just thought about protecting myself, so I did my best to remember exactly where the hostel was and then walked to find the closest open establishment. I needed to get off the streets and figure out my next move. I finally found this..place? Honestly, I have no idea what kind of store this was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first lucky break of the evening? One of these guys had some command of the English language. I did my best to explain it to them. Somehow, the NON ENGLISH speaking guy figured out some sort of idea of what I was trying to say. Maybe it was through all of my sleeping gestures that he figured it out? So the guy actually leaves the business with me and we retrace my steps back to the hostel at 130am. He calls some number and all of the sudden, the door magically buzzes open. I am eternally grateful. I dont give a hug, because frankly I'm still on edge from the thrills of walking around a ghetto by myself for 2 hours at night. I sprint up a few flights of stairs and am greeted by a receptionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason to not show up late in a city? you cant exchange money. So I let them put my passport in the safe as collateral until I paid them. I was fine with it. I love how my 22 euro fine is going to cost way more than my 2 nights in budapest. they put me in a 10 bedroom dorm, and strangely enough, I was the only one in there. that was sarcastic, its quite clear that nobody in their right mind would stay in this hostel in the middle of the ghetto. Normally, Id be fine with having a room to myself but after tonight, I almost wish I had some company. I unpacked all of my stuff and then went out to talk to the receptionist just to ease my nerves for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SvBiyZgxzvI/AAAAAAAAAwU/hzdLxqMj6HQ/s1600-h/SDC10642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SvBiyZgxzvI/AAAAAAAAAwU/hzdLxqMj6HQ/s400/SDC10642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399924571198574322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird how the fine, in isolation, didnt bother me so much. but after all of this stress, Ive become quite sore about it. Usually you'd think other bad events would mitigate the negative feelings of other events until it all compiled into one shitty day. Yet, It all goes back to the fine. I could have EASILY prevented all of this stress. EASILY. Ah well, I live and I learn. I'm not tired but I would love to fall asleep so the day would end. I'm sleeping with my luggage. I hope the Montreal girl got to her hostel ok. Strangely enough, I am not the slightest jilted about Budapest and am really looking forward to tackling this city tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-6317566102027873604?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/6317566102027873604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/eurotreat_03.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6317566102027873604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6317566102027873604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/eurotreat_03.html' title='EUROTREAT'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SvBixXu-esI/AAAAAAAAAv8/HJhMdF_a7N0/s72-c/SDC10625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-8735847936038256496</id><published>2009-11-03T00:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:42:06.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Curb Review</title><content type='html'>So Curb has finally come back down to Earth with a normal episode. It wasn't great by any means, but it wasn't piss poor either. Seeing Larry David on the tees was good to see again. The return of Funkhauser was much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to flat out say it. Andy drives me nuts. I don't think he is funny. I know he is supposed to be annoying, but he is too good at it. He doesn't just piss Larry off, he pisses everyone off. Throughout Curb, Andy has proven himself to be a New York loving ego maniac who has no regard for people and only cares for himself. Frankly, he doesnt pull it off in a humorous manner. Just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's move on. The swan scene was actually hilarious. I was expecting a surreal moment where the ghost of Norm would confront Larry, so it was a pleasant surprise to see Larry just wind up and kill the swan. The aftermath regarding the threats, particularly when Funkhauser negotiated with the country club owner was priceless. I just wish something more could have happened with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole tombstone thing, Jeter, asshole thing was funny at best, maybe a bit of a stretch at worst. I suppose I've been a bit spoiled because I am sounding very critical. The episode tied together very nicely. The Japanese director calling Jeff stupid for marrying Suzie was pretty great. The waiter shakedown, like I said, I want to see more initative for conflict. Not every conflict stems from a check and/or tip. I'd like to see more creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a very good episode. It was just easy to point out the flaws considering how good its been lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-8735847936038256496?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/8735847936038256496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/curb-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8735847936038256496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8735847936038256496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/curb-review.html' title='Curb Review'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-6782869149092212694</id><published>2009-11-02T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:42:06.485-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Phillies down 3-1</title><content type='html'>I know it hasn’t exactly come out the way a lot of you Sox fans wanted, but the World Series isn’t accurately represented by the current advantage. The Yankees may be up 3-1, but this has been no walk in the park. Every game has been an absolute battle, and one great game. Also, you gotta love A rod getting beaned 3 times in 2 days. A world series brawl isn’t entirely out of the question should the Yankees build a considerable lead in a clinching game. Imagine adding that sort of insult to the injury? I’m dying to know if there is any precedent outside of me beaning 7 consecutive batters in the head with 2 outs in the bottom of the 9th when I’m up 14-0 in MVP Baseball 2005. Either way, it couldn’t happen to a more pitiful city than Philadelphia so it’s something I am eagerly anticipating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same things that plagued the Phillies and Yankees plague them now. The Phillies relief was fine up until Lidge came out, and sure enough, that’s exactly how it went down last night. The Yankees were shaky out of the bullpen UNTIL the 9th, and that’s exactly what we saw last night. Pretty cool to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McGarver and Buck have been bad, but not as bad as usual. The umps have been awful, but it still hasn’t changed some of the great baseball to be watched. All around some exciting plays throughout the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure if the Yankees will be able to close it out on Tuesday, but they could. Stranger things have happened. God I love history. How about the Yankees winning their first world series when Yankee stadium was first built in 1923? And now, new yankee stadium, the Yankees are about to do it again in the first year of their new stadium? That’s a pretty cool stat. If there’s another thing that’s become quite clear, the Yankees have certainly earned this title. They may have bought it too; but they earned it through some gritty play and hard work. They may waltz around like primadonnas, but their grit really has been on display throughout the 2009 campaign. Let’s not forget, this same Yankee team had Nick Swisher closing out games in April. They stuck it out and they came together pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Phillies are bums. They shouldn’t have even won it all last year. The Rays were the better team, and the Sox completely wore them out before the World Series. If the Phillies didn’t play a bunch of joke teams last year, they wouldn’t have been so fresh to win it all in 2008. don’t believe me? THE PHILLIES STARTED JOE BLANTON LAST NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOE BLANTON, world series game 4 starter. This wasn’t a desperation John Burkett game 6 ALCS start either. In fact, I don’t know what this was other than Charlie Manuel saying, ah, who cares about winning. We’ll put up runs against CC Sabathia, no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with that criticism, this isn’t a case of Philly losing it themselves. The Yankees are simply better. It’s their series to lose at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-- boosh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-6782869149092212694?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/6782869149092212694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/phillies-down-3-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6782869149092212694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6782869149092212694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/phillies-down-3-1.html' title='Phillies down 3-1'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-8228013351799240017</id><published>2009-11-02T01:40:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T12:45:54.360-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>EUROTREAT</title><content type='html'>As promised, I will continue to write about my journey in which I backpacked across Europe. While this happened several months ago, I have over 25 days left in my journal so there are plenty to be heard. As you may remember, on July 7th, 2009, I posted my last Eurotreat in which I got black out drunk in Munich. We continue now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The following is an excerpt from a journal I kept while I was backpacking across Europe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 - Prague&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Su6NhJvjBDI/AAAAAAAAAvU/AMqbq3qU1_I/s1600-h/SDC10554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Su6NhJvjBDI/AAAAAAAAAvU/AMqbq3qU1_I/s400/SDC10554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399408603954349106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, no clue where I was. How did I fall asleep? What happened? I immediately check my vital signs. Passport? yes. Wallet? Yes. Everything was intact. Thank God. Still don't have a watch. The light outside the window of the hostel suggested 7am-ish. I freshened up, checked my email, and then checked out. The hostel itself was great. Bottom bunk, I was unconscious, but at least everyone was normal. The train station was quite a process, naturally I had got used to being pretty clueless in train stations. Luckily, it was pretty early and not as crowded. Plenty of time to "take a number". ****(this is referencing a process that some train stations used for customers to purchase international tickets. similar to waiting for food at the deli)***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train itself was a step down. Compartments. So naturally I feared "Me Scuzi" guy from Eurotrip. I found an empty compartment and took a window seat. Tried to spread out to prevent people from coming in but I knew that would fail eventually. Eventually, a middle aged woman from San Francisco joined me. she had a thick accent of some sort, so she was not American, presumably. We each took a side of the compartment and passed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No train disasters so far. Notice how I am writing in the present tense? When you read this, it's not going to tie together very well. You should probably write in past tense no matter what for uniformity. Why am I having a conversation with myself in written form? Oh look, a sandwich in my backpack, and french fries. where the hell did this come from? I must have bought it last night. So not only did I wake up this morning covered in sandwich and fries, but apparently I bought one and put one in my backpack because I was too comatose to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what was in this sandwich, but it was amazing. It was kinda like a gyro. Can I just say German food is incredible? Definitely could spend more time there. We're getting close to Prague. Hopefully I'll get to see everything before Budapest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXTREMELY PRODUCTIVE DAY. I got to see all of Josefov, Stare Mesto, The Castle and the gardens. tomorrow I'll get Mala Strana and Nove Mesto before I head out. I'll have to carry the big back pack tomorrow, should be a grueling day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really got to see alot today. Tonight was really fun as well. I had a little difficulty finding the hostel, but wow, what a great location. In the middle of everything in Stare Mesto. The walk was a struggle, but I passed some awesome stuff on the way. I finally found the hostel with the help of a map that an American woman gave me. Pub crawl business. Jesus, God forbid an American do something on their own. I'm not your typical insecure study abroad sheltered brat on Daddy's tab going to a new country just so I can hang out with other Americans exactly like me. DUMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finally walk into the hostel and check in. Of course they didnt have my name, so luckily I remembered the guy's name who I emailed to make sure he saved me a room. I love my memory. I made my way to my room, and there I met Dan, a Canadian who has been biking across europe and Asia for the past 18 months. Awesome. He had strewn his belongings all over the floor because he had just biked through a downpour. He had 100000 stories and as much as I wanted to hear them all, I had a mission. It was already 4pm so I took a quick shower n made my way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my way to Josefov first. It was the Jewish section of Prague. It wasn't all that impressive. I made it to the river and caught my first glimpse of the castle. I kinda just stood there in awe. I had never seen anything like it in my life. Stunning. On Tina's recommendation, I went to the park with the Metronome where the Stalin statue used to be. Then I walked down to the castle. Except I used the read entrance...which wasn't exactly touristy or conventional. I found myself hiking through a maze of Gardens and shrubbery, it was pretty awesome. Really more like a forest than a garden. very dark, very green. Wilderness. I finally made it to the castle. It really was breathtaking. I took some pictures and walked around and made my way to the front entrance. Touristfest 2k9.  Some awesome views of Prague though. Is that a mini-Eiffel tower I see in Mala Strana? What a ripoff.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Su6Nh-C_rhI/AAAAAAAAAvs/aTFXmKGQzck/s1600-h/SDC10551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Su6Nh-C_rhI/AAAAAAAAAvs/aTFXmKGQzck/s400/SDC10551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399408617994563090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted to go check it out, but I thought better of it and made my way over to the Charles Bridge. Pretty good view of the river. Under construction, so that kinda sucked. It was time to do more of Old town and clean up whatever I missed coming off the train. A museum of torture? interesting. Old town was super touristy, especially the square area, but if anything, I really was appreciating where my hostel was located. Convinced Josefov wasnt as bad as I thought it was, I figured I'd give it one more chance. JACKPOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit hungry so I got myself a nice doner kebab. 59 koruna ($2.90). Amazing. It was good, but I realized this wasnt Czech enough. So I found a cafe with a goulash special, hesitated for a minute, but then decided to pull the trigger. All czech people inside, this was no tourist trap. Cept everyone knew I didnt belong there given how rugged I looked. I ordered a dollar draft, the Stragopramen I believe, which I know is also available in the states, but figured it'd be better here. I also got some goulash and some bread dumplings. I asked the waitress to take a pic and it brought alot of laughter and fingerpointing in my direction. Ya, I'm gonna walk in with a backpack, stubble, a beat up sox hat and bright eyes and be ashamed? please. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Su6NhRBbWqI/AAAAAAAAAvc/5qEx8oM3-Wc/s1600-h/SDC10591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Su6NhRBbWqI/AAAAAAAAAvc/5qEx8oM3-Wc/s400/SDC10591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399408605908392610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made my way back to the hostel after dinner and it was around 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan had just woke up from his sleep which he was beginning when I left and was grabbing pizza with Anita. Anita was also in our room and wow, she was gorgeous. Long dark hair, australian accent, great body. I should have got pizza with them. Instead, I told them to come back and get me before they went out. In the meantime, I checked my email and made my reservation for budapest the next day. They came back very quickly, as they could not find pizza. they had not ventured far, because it was pouring out. Not to be deterred not was I willing to forego another opportunity to hang out with Anita, I decided to join them on their hungerquest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed out in the downpour and quickly came across a bar that looked pretty fun. We decided to pass on it. there's just something about the first place you see, even if its the right choice, you just always feel compelled to keep looking for something else to see if there is something better. We didnt want to be lazy, none of us had been to Prague. We certainly didnt come here so we could just be lazy and go to the first bar we saw, even in the pouring rain. Well we walked around stare Mesto for a good 20 minutes, soaking ourselves, and finding only touristy places. so we went back to that first bar. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live, smooth jazz. Not bad at all. Recognized some songs from my jazz class at Tufts. Had a great conversation with Dan and anita about life. So many stories about their travels. It was so cool to listen to them. It was so interesting to meet other people traveling on their own, just like I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan was riding his bike everywhere. Had to sit on the Russian border for 3 weeks while he waited for a Visa. Was making his way back from there now. anita was looking for a job in Greece. She works for 9 months as a fitness instructor at a resort in any city she wants to go to. then she travels to various countries for the next 3 months on her own. Picks a new city. 9 months of a fitness instructor. 3 months of travel. rinse. repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anita ordered some red wine while Dan and I got some beer. After a couple hours we took off to see the astrological clock or whatever its called. Apparently apostles come out sometimes yada yada. Seemed gimmicky to me. It was still a vicious downpour. Probably sick of the rain at this point, Dan went home. Anita and I shared an umbrella on the walk over and some good laughs along the way. Definitely felt good to make someone smile, considering the language barrier rendered my sarcastic sense of humor obsolete in most places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Su6O_p-ZzKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/hniQC2KSTjo/s1600-h/SDC10519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Su6O_p-ZzKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/hniQC2KSTjo/s400/SDC10519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399410227514297506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came across this really narrow road with a HUGE puddle, there was only room for one person to get by; a huge problem for umbrella sharers. Being a gentlemen, I let her go first and exclaimed "Save yourself!" in an attempt to relieve the awkward gentlemanly gesture. She ended up laughing really hard. Apparently language barriers also work in my favor and make me funnier in those precious moments of English compatibility. We walked around Prague for the night, sharing stories about World War II, Prague artists and traveling. She knows so many things I wish I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we made it back to the room and we met our new roommates. Another Canuck and an Asian girl from South Korea. We all sat and discussed our travels quietly while Dan slept. Canuck had some good tips for Budapest, which is where I'd be heading in the evening tomorrow. I decided to charge my camera a bit to prepare for more Prague tomorrow. While it charged, Anita and I planned out what we'd do in Prague the next day. We both agreed on Mala Strana and a riverboat tour, but I was going to do Nove Mesto on my own as it was on the way to the train station. Wow I wrote alot today. I cant believe I havent even been gone for a week yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-8228013351799240017?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/8228013351799240017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/eurotreat.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8228013351799240017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8228013351799240017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/11/eurotreat.html' title='EUROTREAT'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Su6NhJvjBDI/AAAAAAAAAvU/AMqbq3qU1_I/s72-c/SDC10554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-4992081161293411470</id><published>2009-10-29T14:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:26:08.099-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia - New Episode Tonite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All new episode &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tonite&lt;/span&gt; at 10:00 on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FX&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://somewhatmanlynerd.com/gifs/surprisecharlie.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://somewhatmanlynerd.com/gifs/surprisecharlie.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not watching this show you are missing one of the funniest shows on t.v. right now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Absolutely&lt;/span&gt; hilarious. Give it a chance if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; seen it. You don't really have to know about the past episodes because they don't really tie together. The shows awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to get caught up, you can watch all of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;previous&lt;/span&gt; episodes at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsalwayssunnyepisodes.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://itsalwayssunnyepisodes.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;your welcome,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;JimmyJames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-4992081161293411470?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/4992081161293411470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/its-always-sunny-in-philadelphia-new.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4992081161293411470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/4992081161293411470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/its-always-sunny-in-philadelphia-new.html' title='It&apos;s Always Sunny in Philadelphia - New Episode Tonite'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-1860819493716121719</id><published>2009-10-29T13:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:26:40.011-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>STOP WHINING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SunRLFH_3pI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Ahb4rMfiE_k/s1600-h/tim-tebow-warming-up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SunRLFH_3pI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Ahb4rMfiE_k/s400/tim-tebow-warming-up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398075616664739474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. My name is Tim Tebow. I'm still a virgin. nobody wants to sleep with me. wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. This is probably the most pathetic thing Ive ever seen. Tim Tebow constantly complaining to the media how he is a virgin. I know plenty of virgins who don't whine about it as much as this broad does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only write this because I like the Florida Gators. I like their coach, I love their conference. I love that they invented gatorade. The problem is their quarterback is a huge pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of pulling the Ray Lewis every single game (get all excited and dramatic whenever you sense a TV camera is filming you), you constantly milk and nurse every injury like Paul Pierce in game one of the 2008 NBA championship. Oh and let's go off on a tangent here. Does anybody find it ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS that RAY LEWIS STABBED SOMEONE UNTIL THEY BLED TO DEATH and continues to play NFL football with the love of the national media? Michael Vick gets protested for playing with his dogs unconventionally and Ray Lewis gets to showered with praise by everyone. Ray Lewis is a thug first, a punk second, and an overrated linebacker third. He used to be awesome, but now he's just a pile jumper who cheap shots ocho cinco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Tebow. So yeah, we're all pretty sick of you complaining about how your a virgin. You're a starting quarterback of an SEC team, its your own fault you're not getting laid. Stop blaming God for your own problems. If I hear you whine one more time about you being a virgin, I'm going to order you a hooker and have her get the job done. There are thousands of virgins livin in their parents' basements who will never get to have sex and look at you Tebow, with the opportunity of a lifetime to absolutely tear it up, you squander it and complain about how nobody wants to sleep with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Tebow. Nobody wants to hear your sob stories and pity parades about your lack of sex life. Get over yourself. In the meantime, have fun with your Maxim and box of tissues. Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-1860819493716121719?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/1860819493716121719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/stop-whining.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/1860819493716121719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/1860819493716121719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/stop-whining.html' title='STOP WHINING'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SunRLFH_3pI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Ahb4rMfiE_k/s72-c/tim-tebow-warming-up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-6931935364339093743</id><published>2009-10-28T23:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:26:58.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>DOMINANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SukSRtrVqLI/AAAAAAAAAvE/8JmqS1MnbDA/s1600-h/cliff-lee-phillies.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SukSRtrVqLI/AAAAAAAAAvE/8JmqS1MnbDA/s400/cliff-lee-phillies.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397865723908696242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arguably one of the best World Series pitching performances since Jack Morris in Game 7 of the 1991 World Series. Cliff Lee was stunning on the mound and equally as entertaining with the glove. To say anything less than masterful in Yankee stadium, a massive hitters park, against one hell of a Yankee lineup with a team he has been with for what, 2 months? This was an incredible performance and it shocks me in this age of sensationalism that Cliff Lee isn't getting more credit for this performance. What a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about Jimmy Rollins made that sick double play where he fooled the entire stadium? I cant gloat enough about what a treat it was to watch this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may hate the teams, but that was some great baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-6931935364339093743?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/6931935364339093743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/dominance.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6931935364339093743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/6931935364339093743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/dominance.html' title='DOMINANCE'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/SukSRtrVqLI/AAAAAAAAAvE/8JmqS1MnbDA/s72-c/cliff-lee-phillies.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-5794645501233031433</id><published>2009-10-28T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:26:58.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>World Series Preview</title><content type='html'>World Series Preview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well folks, the worst possible thing could have happened. The Yankees and Phillies are playing for the championship. This is probably the worst situation for any baseball fan in general. There are no 2 cities less deserving of a championship than Philly and NY. I can go on and on why the Phillies fans are the worst fans in the history of the world. I can go on and on about how the Yankees are just out to buy another championship and exploit baseball's lack of a salary cap (exactly that the Red Sox did as well...twice). The fact is, this world series is alien vs. predator. Whoever wins, we lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I am going to cheer for the Yankees. Why? First of all, the Yankees represent the American League. That's our league. Too often people forget that the original rivalry in baseball was the American and National League. A true baseball historian roots for the American League (or National League) at all costs. Frankly, I subscribe to this theory. That's how baseball was supposed to be played. The American league plays 162 games to determine the best teams to make the playoffs. The playoffs are played to send the best team to the World Series. Unfortunately, the teams and the media like to fabricate rivalries in order to make money off retarded fans, which has diluted baseball to what it is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now, it kills me to root for A-Rod because he is probably one of my least favorite players. But let's face it: with 26 world championships, nobody is catching the Yankees anytime soon. Is there much of a difference between 26 and 27? Also, if the Yankees win, im sure enough people will complain about the spending spree and maybe a salary cap will get some serious discussion. So long as the Yankees arent winning championships, revenue will prevent teams from the public outcry, which stinks. But, if the Yankees start winning again with a huge payroll, people will start talking about it. The key is for the Yankees to start winning though. Nothing in this world changes unless things get bad enough for somebody to do something about it. That's just how the world works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Phillies? It's bad enough they won last year. how could anyone want them to do it again? Other than Jayson Werth and Pedro Martinez, they are a bunch of jerks and whiners. In fact, I do hope the Phillies win game 2 so Pedro can get the win. I would LOVE for Pedro to get the last laugh against the Yankees and frankly, I think thats the best story MLB has right now. Phillies fans are front runners. The ones who arent front runners are the jerks who boo their own team at any chance they get. It's the entire city too. Remember when the Pats played the Eagles in the Superbowl? Eagles fans acted so entitled to a win and got their foots inserted. After Belichick was caught videotaping ONE regular season game in 2007, McNabb declared he wanted a Superbowl ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY?! Not only was there no spying going on your hapless Eagles. but all the videotapes in the world wouldnt have stopped you from huffing and puffing in the 4th quarter on a 8 minute drive that could have easily took 3 minutes if mama mcnabb wasnt filling you with campbells soup. Anyways, the point is, Philly deserves nothing. They inexplicably get credit for the American Revolution when Boston did all the legwork. Nobody was ruffling feathers in Philly. Philly is just where everyone meeted to talk about their feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am going to cheer for the Yankees to win their 27th World Series in the hopes that the National League does not win, in the hopes that baseball will implement a salary cap in the near future, and in the hopes that asshole Philadelhpians never get rewarded for being assholes. Wow, I wish my city was known for cheesesteak and a stupid bell that doesnt even work. Sweet life. Yeah, you're awesome though. Good work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yankees in 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-5794645501233031433?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/5794645501233031433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/world-series-preview.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5794645501233031433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5794645501233031433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/world-series-preview.html' title='World Series Preview'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-7447610443104840964</id><published>2009-10-27T12:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:26:58.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Halloween costumes 101</title><content type='html'>I've divided this piece by gender because let's face it, when it comes to costumes, guys and girls are dealing with total different factors and issues. Halloween was once a time where our parents pretty much took care of everything, and we took care of the candy. These days, especially for those in their twenties, you're usually only in it for the costume. There's no kids, there's no candy; just the costume. That's alot of pressure for a holiday based on appearance, and people handle it differently. Throw Halloween on a Saturday night and the stakes are raised to its highest level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 factors for dudes are as follows money, effort, creativity, douchebaggery. You can actually make an entire sliding scale based on a guy for his Halloween attire. What he lacks in money, he will make up for in effort. What he lacks in effort, he will have to shell out the dough. Creativity may tie in more necessarily with effort, but I firmly believe there is room for creativity when buying a costume as well. The douchebaggery element is tough. Most douchebags will purchase a costume. But there are plenty who won't. Those who won't will probably go as the cliche character (i.e. Michael Jackson, Billy Mays, etc. etc.) In fact, if you have a friend going as a dead celebrity, you should probably write him out of your life immediately. Certainly though, there can be creative concepts that are great. Getting a group of people to be the dead celebrities would probably suffice. Or Billy Mays with a white powder moustache would enhance the original costume pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money- Guys don't really want to spend alotta money on halloween. If they do, you really gotta wonder why you're friends with him. It's pretty bush league to buy anything more than a mask or a hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effort - Let's take d and the faamous Riddler's costume. It was excellent. The effort showed in the mask and the rest of the attire. As we see continuously in America, hard work gets rewarded and D got the job done that night. Good effort on a costume can take you a long way, and in D's case, all the way (zing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creativity - I once saw a guy wearing all velcro with barbie dolls stuck all over his body. I immediately thought creepy, but I knew there had to be something there. I didn't know the guy, but I definitely didn't know what his deal was. I finally went up to him at this party n I was like, dude, whats with the barbie dolls all over you and he just looks at me deadpan and goes "chick magnet." Genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douchebaggery - Look, it's real simple. If you want to see douchebag costumes, go to a Tufts University frat party on Halloween and knock yourself out. A douchebag costume is usually one that tries to be hilarious and fails for lack of personality and/or effort. Douchebags will uniformly either go all out to try n be funny, or do the bare minimum to try and be funny, and both fail miserably. But the one tell-tale sign is if they make sure they get in every picture they see so they can show off how hilarious they think they are. Yup, you know exactly who I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For girls, it gets a bit more complicated (weird). The 4 factors I would say are sluttiness, cuteness, attention-depraved, and intellect. Notice how money isn't a factor here. It's because girls enjoy dressing up so much that I think they always budget off a good deal of money for Halloween. It's a necessity for them. Creativity is important sure, but it's not crucial. Effort is also important in some instances, but alotta girls just tend to make an online purchase (and there is nothing wrong with that, I'm just pointing it out for distinctive purposes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sluttiness - we all know that girls in college would use halloween to look like a tramp. It's a tired concept and I won't bore you with a discussion we've all had with our friends. But now that we're in our twenties, let's face it, some girls just arent getting the memo. These would be the sluts. See, in college, Halloween was the excuse for normal girls to dress like sluts, but now, in our twenties, its just sluts being sluts. It probably stems from insecurity and a lack of maturity, but isn't that always the case?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuteness - Girls need a cute costume. There's not much more that can be said here. Ever since girls were 2 years old, they love to dress up. That doesnt change on Halloween. It's something they take seriously. Guys will value creativity, girls value cuteness slightly more. Which is why you see girls with the same costumes at Halloween parties sometimes. They see a cute costume online and make the purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention Depraved - This definitely combines both of the first 2 factors. Most girls need attention like they need air. It doesnt matter if it's positive or negative attention, they just need it. Whether it's flirting, laughter, drama, ditzy, you name a girls get up, its all for attention. This translates pretty well into Halloween. A girl wants to be noticed and she wants to be remembered. She's going to pick a costume that she can put as her facebook profile picture for a week or two to show it off to all the people who didnt see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intellect - I couldnt really think of a good word to summarize alot of the concepts so I just used "intellect" as a broad catchall provision to describe the better aspects of the female mind when selecting a costume. Intellect, in a female halloween factor sense, combines creativity, originality and effort. See, there are some girls out there that understand alotta the flaws with female halloween costumes and they actually gear the effort towards accessorizing an idea. It's not bad logic and it's similar to a guy who has low money, high effort attitudes. You pick any idea, and then you make it your own through your individual tastes. Girls have a bevy of tools such as lipstick, makeup, hair, wardrobe, jewelry, all of these things to enhance any costume that a guy normally would not. The intellect factor is key, because even if guys may not notice it, she's still proud of it because other girls probably will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So regardless of gender, think about the 4 factors when you select and don your halloween costume on saturday. What do you priortize most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-7447610443104840964?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/7447610443104840964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/halloween-costumes-101.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7447610443104840964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/7447610443104840964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/halloween-costumes-101.html' title='Halloween costumes 101'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-9029743850691387503</id><published>2009-10-26T21:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:26:58.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Curb Review</title><content type='html'>I got the text from D last night as soon as the episode ended, "RIDICULOUS." I hadn't seen it yet, but it definitely peaked my curiousity. A couple hours later I sat down. I have to admit, it was definitely a bit ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming off a pretty realistic episode regarding the handicapped, this was quite the opposite. Was it just as funny? Of course. But let's face it, the arrest for the multiple napkins, the pissing on Jesus, the fall off the building, the high pissing in general, the pissed off napkin guy, it was all too ridiculous. It certainly worked, but it was absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call for Richard Lewis and what do I get? Some Richard Lewis. Great to see him back. On a second watch today, it was awesome to see Lewis' mannerisms from the woman's point of view in the car when he had the bat out. Great to see him back in the mix. Although I was disappointed with the lack of Dansen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, let's be honest. There are so many characters David caters to. Hell, Jeff wasnt even on last night's show. It's tough, I miss Funkhauser. I want more Ted Dansen. I want too many curb characters in action. This season has been playing out almost perfectly with David and his freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's get to the new factor here. Jerry Seinfeld. Has there ever been a character in the episode that continually eggs on Larry? On a sidenote, have you ever seen Larry more happy in a scene? every time jerry gets involved, you can see the sparkle in larry's eye. it's quite magical. Seinfeld's facial expressions were priceless. Particularly when Cheryl thanks him for the part, and when he realizes that David sprayed Jesus. Pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's be honest, Larry and Jerry together could be a pretty lethal combination. All they do is encourage each other. It seems as if everyone else has a conflicting relationship with David except for Larry. Although we'll see what happens now that Cheryl has the part. All in all, a good episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-9029743850691387503?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/9029743850691387503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/curb-review_26.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/9029743850691387503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/9029743850691387503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/curb-review_26.html' title='Curb Review'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-5255437418910033970</id><published>2009-10-23T12:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T12:56:50.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hostdrjack.com/customcomments/samples/3596.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://hostdrjack.com/customcomments/samples/3596.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://hostdrjack.com/customcomments/samples/3596.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-5255437418910033970?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/5255437418910033970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5255437418910033970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5255437418910033970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-5528891036701980776</id><published>2009-10-22T15:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:26:58.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>A stadium in LA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/nfl/news?slug=ap-nfl-losangeles&amp;amp;prov=ap&amp;amp;type=lgns"&gt;Arnold is at it again. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stadium in LA? Woo! Those big sports fans in LA who were given 2 football teams and couldnt hold onto either of them. As I read this article, I just cant get over quoting Arnold. Like, what does he sound like when he calls a lawsuit frivolous? Does he know what frivolous means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there are thousands of economic studies that show adding a professional sports team to a city has a detrimental effect on that city's economy. So while California tanks it, Arnold is going to add a football team to LA and bleed the economy dry. What happens when LA goes under? MORE STATUS MESSAGES ABOUT HOW BEN AFFLECK IS RUNNING AROUND THE CITY OF BOSTON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. Celebrities are flocking to Boston and Chicago where it's cheap to film movies and now we have to deal with all their bullshit. Celebrities are human beings too. Chances are, they are probably terrible human beings at that. So why does everyone blow their load when Ben Affleck is 100 feet away from them filming a movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares?! I dont get this at all. Why do we care what celebrities do? When I was at Tufts, I didnt get wood every time a member of the drama club walked by so why do girls rip off their tops because Ben Affleck filmed a scene 2 blocks from where you go to get a coffee? It doesnt make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, back to LA getting a football team. Seems outrageous to me. Then again, all of their other sports suck except for the Lakers so I guess they might as well try n get some football. Not that at matters anyway, Jack Nicholson is always going to cheer for the best team anyway. Front running fans could be the worst thing to ever happen to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speakin of fandom, Lesley Baseball is starting soon and we're going to start recruiting for Lesley nation pretty soon. More updates on that to come. I hear Papelbon is lookin for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-5528891036701980776?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/5528891036701980776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/stadium-in-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5528891036701980776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/5528891036701980776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/stadium-in-la.html' title='A stadium in LA'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-8046073292625889884</id><published>2009-10-22T15:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:26:58.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boosh'/><title type='text'>Curb Review</title><content type='html'>Denise Handicap. Wendy Wheel Chair.  Ludacris Larry. Are you kidding me David? He is as savage as ever in this season. Frankly, I think without Cheryl he has alot more freedom to explore these venues of dating and romance. I mean, it was utterly ridiculous watching Larry put moves on a handicapped person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm going to get my one complaint out of the way. Enough with the Check disputes. David needs to get more creative here. Having the dispute with Rosie was obviously critical to the finish. But there's so much more room for conflict than just check paying. Do I appreciate it? Sure. There's nothing more awkward than check time. But I'd just like to see David expand the horizons a bit. I mean, he already had the tip thing with Jason Alexander this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's minor, but I just want it to go in the record. The reality of it was, this was a Curb classic. The most notable comical moments for me occurred when Denise began expressing her dismay when she found out Larry was bald. I personally love the bald humor out of Larry as he puts a pretty unique twist on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's get to why this is a classic. How do we treat handicapped people? David wastes no time in going to great lengths to flaunt the social norms in society's face. All the nods of approval from people in the restaurant, the couple who instantly forgave Larry when they saw him dating someone in a wheelchair? The special service. It's all perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leon finally returned in this episode for a few gems of his own. All in all, it's really fresh to see concepts such as the treatment of people with physical disabilities and twisting them into other concepts of discriminatory nature. I was hoping for more Seinfeld reunion, but I think things are going pretty well so far. The show seems much more liberated without Cheryl. David just has more freedom and room to work with now. It's pretty enjoyable so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I dislike Cheryl, I think she is great. But in the meantime, Larry is doing quite well with the show in her absence.  I am eagerly lookin forward to the next Curb. I'd like to see more Richard Lewis. But all in all, a good season so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- Boosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-8046073292625889884?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/8046073292625889884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/curb-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8046073292625889884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/8046073292625889884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/curb-review.html' title='Curb Review'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-313476281684584469</id><published>2009-10-22T14:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:40:50.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DRUNK TEXT MESSAGES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SENDER : BOOSH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME: Oct. 20th (yes this is a Tuesday), 1:30 A.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECIPIENT : D (yes he's alive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MESSAGE: "What do u make to sustain ur HUNGER"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intervention ?. might be time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2831649611413247967-313476281684584469?l=www.droppintreats.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/feeds/313476281684584469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/drunk-text-messages.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/313476281684584469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2831649611413247967/posts/default/313476281684584469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.droppintreats.com/2009/10/drunk-text-messages.html' title='DRUNK TEXT MESSAGES'/><author><name>Droppin' Treats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14842418252596471430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAu04uYsjuM/Sp13IbuY80I/AAAAAAAAApw/XWGMq2H9NxQ/S220/DAVID%2520HASSELHOFF%2520PUPPIES.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831649611413247967.post-7539896863074969840</id><published>2009-10-22T10:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T10:36:35.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get That Weak Shit Outta Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://somewhatmanlynerd.com/gifs/charliebasketballrejected.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; 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