We added a new category to The Window Game for this week: COGIC courtesy cars. It easily won the night, with a grand total of 79 cars passing by the window during the time the people playing the game (the scorecard got passed around several times) were there. Starting today we’ll count COGIC hats too.
Other results from The Window Game: We counted 23 bums, 15 police cars, 7 FUMOTs (f’d up modes of transportation), 8 RUPs (really ugly people), 15 hooptys, 2 appearances by Original Scratchy and 5 by New, Improved Scratchy, 8 cars that made illegal turns, 3 cars that went the wrong way up Second, and 30 buses. When Bicycle Bobby took over the game he decided to add a new category – taxi cabs – and we counted 37 of those. That’s the great thing about The Window Game, you can make it up as you go.
BBQ Clint added a “MILF” category Sunday when he played, and counted two of them. My favorite blogger/MILF was Downtown with her two girls that afternoon, and it’s entirely possible that she accounted for one of the marks on the scorecard.
One of the cooks told me he plays The Window Game at home, where he can see the Exxon at Summer and Graham out his window. Yeah, any place there’s an Exxon parking lot would be a great place to do it. He’s had to modify the categories some – apparently “people talking to themselves” is a hot category in that area.
Wonder if the “Suck My Blog” team will be back at trivia tonight to get their ass handed to them by the Rapscallions again. Heh… hope they didn’t mind my trash-talking last week. I’ve been told that they’re a really good group of people. If I trash-talk someone in my blog it generally means I think a lot of them… look at all the grief I give Pete.
Speaking of which, Pete and I went 1-1 in pool last night, although in his defense he was distracted by a beautiful woman during the game I won.
The 5:00 waitress who had the window section showed up and took over my tab. She saw me drinking a Blue Moon, and said, “Do you know how many calories that has? You need to go on a diet. I’m bringing you light beer for the rest of the night.” At least she brought me Amstel Light and not that swill that John D drinks. Later the waitress told me that I needed to order some Rocket Tots so she could eat them. Then she wrote “Paul is a LOSER!!!” on my Window Game scorecard. I hope the Saucer will understand if I don’t vote for them for Best Service in the 2008 Best of Memphis poll. For the remainder of this week I’m going to round up every COGIC saint I can find, bring them in the Saucer, and sit them in her section.
In the news: The federal government now owns the Mt. Moriah Center for the Performing Arts, and Ralph Lunati is going to jail. Apparently it’s a form of prostitution if you have live skank-on-skank sex shows and have an ATM in your club.
Looks like this mess with the City Schools and their Central Nutrition Center is going to keep getting bigger and bigger. When I worked for MCS last spring, I was taken on a tour of the CNC and they spoke of it as if it was their crown jewel. I didn’t meet the director but I met several of the other employees and they all seemed like honest, hard-working people. I hope they come out of this all right. I still have the hairnet I wore when I took the tour.
According to RealClearPolitics’ latest poll analysis, former Arkansas governor Mike Huckabee is gaining ground in the race for the Republican presidential nomination. Normally I’m not a fan of Republicans, but as a former Arkansan I can say that Huckabee did a very good job as governor. Still doubt I’ll vote for him though… I can’t stand the thought of a Republican in the White House nominating right-wing Supreme Court justices. At this point I’m undecided but leaning Hillary.
For those of you wondering when I’ll ever get the long-ass Halloween hair cut, I have an appointment for tomorrow at 1 PM. I still plan on keep it long. Just need a maintenance trim since it’s been almost 10 weeks since I got a haircut.
Someone suggested that I go to court and get my middle name changed to something beginning with a “B” so my initials would be “PBR.” That’s not a bad idea.
That’s enough for now. Time to hit Publish and see if Blogger will cooperate. Internet connection is having problems again, so I may take the laptop to the Second Street branch office this afternoon. (Edit: I’m now at the branch office. Chicken tacos for lunch. Redhook ESB is the Fire Sale. I’ve been trying to publish this post for the last two hours.)