Saturday, August 23, 2008

Biden is The Man

I have been a Biden supporter for nearly a decade.
He was my first choice for president, in fact. I even contributed to his campaign, though I knew he didn't really have much of a chance. So of course I could not be more excited about his joining Obama on the Democratic ticket.

Biden is now the most experienced and qualified man on either ticket, and he will still be no matter who McCain picks as his own running mate. Biden is no hand-wringing, milquetoast Democrat. He can throw a punch. Here's a sample:



You don't hear enough Democrats talk like this. If they would, we might not be in the mess we're in.

Obama/Biden '08!

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

You want cat entertainment?

My Wilford Brimley cat video went over like a fart in church.

I guess I forgot to tell everyone to cleanse themselves of the expectation that something would happen; it's just a cat that looks a lot like Wilford Brimley sitting at a table with pot stickers and beer licking himself. I thought it was funny, but I'm odd like that.

For those of you pining for more action, I suggest you check out these cats. I would advise turning down (but not off) the volume on your computer before clicking that link, yo.


A BONUS NOTE ABOUT NBC'S OLYMPICS PROGRAMMING THAT'S NOT WORTH CREATING A WHOLE NEW POST
I have watched more women's beach volleyball in the past week than I have in my entire life. 

I don't really care about beach volleyball, but since it's on all the freaking time, I end up watching it while I wait for a real olympic sport to start.

Still, I suppose I was pleased to see that our women in bikinis were better than China's women in bikinis at hitting a ball over a net -- the U.S. team won the gold medal tonight.


Wilford Brimley Kitty


I like cats. I have two of them now and have owned at least one all my life, save for my time in the navy.

Dogs, not so much. Nothing against dog owners, mind you -- I just like cats better. I'll spare everyone a cats-versus-dogs column because there isn't anything new I could possibly add to that debate, as all clever cat/dog cliches have been covered a thousand times over.

Suffice to say that I don't like dogs because they often smell, they are often loud, they are often peeing where they shouldn't, and they are often needy and generally high-maintenance. Plus, there are a number of breeds that, if sufficiently provoked, will kill you.

The anti-cat argument may be summed up something like this: Like keeping boxes of shit in your home? Get a cat.

Anyway, like I said, I'm not getting into that.

I stole the video below from www.cuteoverload.com, which was recently featured in a New York Times article. The article quotes someone as saying a visit to the site is akin to "taking a happy pill".

This should make the average person happy, I think.

Friday, August 15, 2008

The Grove

I'll be there in two short weeks.

My buddy Joel sent me this -- Ole Miss people will appreciate it.

Bongo Personals

MAN SEEKING PARTNER FOR GOLF, MORE?
I'm just an average guy who is looking for someone to play golf with on weekends & holidays.

Qualified candidates should not be averse to drinking, smoking,
talking about sports, kids, cars and/or pop culture. Qualified candidates must have a sense of humor , their own set of clubs and cannot take themselves or their game too seriously. Screamers and club throwers need not apply.

There will be no discrimination based on age, race, gender, political affiliation, religious affiliation, college affiliation or sexual orientation.*

About me:
I'm about a 15 handicap, which means on any given day I can score between 75 and 95. I typically shoot about 84-88, but I don't get worked up about a 98 either. I like to have a few beers while I play, because I like beer and this ain't the British Open, know what I mean?


I don't like gambling for money, but will play for beer or a hot dog at the turn. Occasionally I may let a curse word slip out, but never directed an another player and never louder than a conversational level.

Bottom line:
If you like to play golf, have a beer, talk and joke around a little bit, lets go play.

Interested parties may post their contact information in the 'Comments' section of this post or email me at krobertson09@gmail.com.

Thanks.


*Female applicants may be screened by Mrs. Tomfoolery before their application is accepted.


Friday, August 8, 2008

Opening Ceremonies of the 2008 Olympics

Wow.

I think I know how the Alpha Betas must have felt after watching the Tri-Lams skit.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

"It's like they take pride in being ignorant"

For the past day or two the Republicans have ridiculed Obama for suggesting that if Americans properly inflate their tires, we could save millions of barrels of oil a year.

This is an undisputed, lead-pipe fact. Yet, there was McCain, Hannity and Rush, making fun of Obama. For what? For telling people about an easy and virtually cost-free way to save gas?

His response is pitch-perfect.



Meanwhile, his opponent is apparently so preoccupied with the idea of drilling, he volunteered his wife for a topless dancing contest at a biker rally in South Dakota.

Monday, August 4, 2008

Forgotten song from a forgotten band

Georgia-based Guadalcanal Diary was a favorite of mine back in college the first time around. For a while in the mid-1980s, it looked like they might become as popular as another Athens-based band you may have heard of. 

This is one of my favorites of theirs. I hadn't heard it in more than 10 years until just last night, and it holds up well. YouTube is amazing.


Saturday, August 2, 2008

When you want a beer and you want to cry

For those like sappy, G-rated content, consider this the anti-Winnebago Man video.

Here's a video for guys -- guys who are into martial arts and, frankly, smell a bit. I just love the music.

Friday, August 1, 2008

Why Bongo Tomfoolery?

I chose the name Bongo Tomfoolery because I like funny words, and those are two of my favorites. Here is an incomplete list of my favorite words to say, starting with my all-time favorite...

Gazebo
Buttafucco
Bananarama
Shillelagh (Irish)
Zimbabwe
Bingo
Bongo
Curmudgeon
Loofa
Orifice
Tomfoolery
Gonad
Fandango
Rhutabega
Ortbal-Tibbs
Borla
Meatus
Paducah
Snurfle
Ginko Biloba
Zygote
Garbanzo
Knick-knack
Cojones
Brouhaha
Specious
Barack Obama
Festoon
Harbinger
Pith
Gluteus Maximus
Plethora
Huffnagle
Shellac
Obfuscate
Boogie-Woogie
Doppelganger
Haberdashery
Chickamauga
Bora Bora
Tot
Medulla Oblongata
Funderburk
Zulu
Hootnanny
Polska kielbasa
Baloney
Onomatopoeia
Phalanges
Flabbergast
Snorkle
Discombobulate
Podunk
Beaker
Kerfuffle
Besmirched
Fisticuffs
Mookie
Nougat
Winnebago

Some clarifications: Snurfle is a word we use around the house to describe the sounds Tate makes when he's stuffed up. Predictably, the thing we stick up his nose to suck out the snot is called a snurfler. Also, Ortbal-Tibbs is the last name of one of my wife's friends from a few years back. I love the fact that she was so proud of her surname, Ortbal, that she went with the hyphen instead of the initial. Her whole name is Stephanie Ortbal-Tibbs, and she's as delightful as her name. Especially for a Republican.

I'm adding to the list all the time, so if you think of one that I missed, let me know.