Now THAT was a Super Bowl
I have seen every Super Bowl, including the first when Lincoln
threw out the first Brady. This was my greatest upset ever since my
wife said she was coming back home to me. Aye chee waa waa.
Now THAT was a Super Bowl
I have seen every Super Bowl, including the first when Lincoln threw out the first Brady. This was my greatest upset ever since my wife said she was coming back home to me. Aye chee waa waa.
My three passions are movies, politics and men in dresses. Hollywood is the perfect place for me. Last week Hollywood Boulevard was closed to traffic for the Democratic “debate” which was anything but. Obama and Hillary looked like they should get a room.
Hollister, though, is where it’s at for political sexy. Once again the San Benito County Board of Supervisors is attracting the hottest women in the county – Nants Foley, Margie Barrios, Marcie Huston and Marian Cruz. Too bad they are not running for four different seats and join the other super hot Super, Pat Loe. Now that would leave us without Anthony Botelho and I always liked Botelho better than his No. 1 cheerleader and hell, with a little mascara and an industrial can of Nair San Benito County – even with Botelho – would have the sexiest board of supervisors plus five people who really love San Benito County with no Jaime De La Cruz aspirations of making San Benito County San Jose South. Aye chee waa waa.
Congratulations to Bill Mifsud Jr. and his 20th anniversary running Bill’s Bullpen, the best sports memorabilia shop in the United States and parts of New England. I used to love when Bill would call me on the phone and believe me, that is something because I hate talking on the phone. Better yet, I loved dropping in on his business as it was like my video store, a passion of fun rather than a job. I am not a sports nut or a collector but I liked talking to Bill because he has the sharpest political mind I have ever known. Bill cuts through the B.S. and sees problems and solutions with the clarity of a prophet. Unfortunately Hollister city politicians don’t listen to people like Bill because politicians hate clarity. Politicians like to ponder. The only ponder I like is the McDonald’s Quarter Pounder. Aye chee waa waa.
I have seen Sylvester Stallone in person several times here in Hollywood and as recently as a few months ago and he looks super great. In the new “Rambo” film he looks like hell and all of his 60 years but the film is about hell. Some of you do not like to believe that there are evil forces out to destroy the United States but rather think of them as an enemy we can win over with love and kindness. Not so. Stallone’s new movie brings that fact home like no comic book action film, including all the previous “Rambo” films. This is the best because it is honest. Strapping bombs on mentally retarded women and blowing up playgrounds in Iraq is nothing. When we put someone soft on terror in the White House you will know what terror is. Editor: there is no light zinger at the end of this paragraph.
Hollister was featured at the Super Bowl as the camera was focused for minutes at a time on a fan wearing a “Hollister, CA” sweatshirt. Why not as Hollister is the home of the Super Bowl, the real super bowl. Menudo for all that ails you and per capita Hollister must ail a lot because on Sunday morning Menudo is more popular in Hollister than Hannah Montana. Can Hannah cure a hangover? Aye chee waa waa.
What saddens me about the sheriff’s deputy scandal is that it probably could have all been avoided and a young man would be alive today if the sheriff and his deputies had intervened. Every one who works in an office, no matter how big, knows who’s shtupping who. You’re not going to tell me that the sheriff and his deputies didn’t know years ago that the deputy in question needed help. Had the sheriff and his deputies not lived by that stupid cop code but rather a code of helping your fellow man perhaps the deputy would not be in the trouble he is in and his alleged victims would be whole. More importantly, a young Hollister citizen would probably not have been needlessly killed. Moral to the story: It is not enough just to know who is shtupping who.
A friend in New York sent me a great headline the day after Ike Turner died of an overdose: “Ike Turner Beats Tina Turner to Death.”
