With the crowd chanting "Miss, miss...", Max Cheney converts his PK attempt in a playoff game to determine the SCIAC Champion for 2004. The University of Redlands beat Pomona-Pitzer in PK's (4-3), after a 0-0 match.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Monday, February 27, 2006
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Hockey, "Bullfight"
The promoter is on the street selling tickets to the days bull fight
But the matador is drunk with a woman from the upper east side
The telepathic Italian has broken every watch he’s got
And he’s locked in the bathroom talking like he’ll never stop
The promoter is on the street selling tickets to the days bull fight
But the matador is drunk with a woman from the upper east side
The telepathic Italian has broken every watch he’s got
And he’s locked in the bathroom talking like he’ll never stop
Hockey, "Reading To An Elephant"
I've been walking backwards for so long
That it just seems casual to me
I've been walking backwards for so long
That it just seems casual to me
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
The synopsis for the new book I'm starting, Halloween: You - Me - Drink
¡A PROBLEM WITH... THE LADIES!
Greg was in love with Paul. But Paul was incompetent.
Who knew that one person could be so clueless. ¡Everyone!
Paul was from a poor, seemingly gangly family. And you’d think a dude like that would appreciate a guy wearing galoshes for a Halloween costume.
But Greg was not taking chances this time. This time, Greg was going to wear something Versace. Because now he wasn’t keeping secrets. He’d wear a vest and a bolo tie - ¡and that’s all! ¡No galoshes! ¡No pirate’s sword! ¡No fairy princess outfit! ¡No pants!
And with that simple directive, Greg thought he had finally found contentment. But what he really found was - ¡surprise! - more problems.
¡A PROBLEM WITH... THE LADIES!
Greg was in love with Paul. But Paul was incompetent.
Who knew that one person could be so clueless. ¡Everyone!
Paul was from a poor, seemingly gangly family. And you’d think a dude like that would appreciate a guy wearing galoshes for a Halloween costume.
But Greg was not taking chances this time. This time, Greg was going to wear something Versace. Because now he wasn’t keeping secrets. He’d wear a vest and a bolo tie - ¡and that’s all! ¡No galoshes! ¡No pirate’s sword! ¡No fairy princess outfit! ¡No pants!
And with that simple directive, Greg thought he had finally found contentment. But what he really found was - ¡surprise! - more problems.
Sunday, February 12, 2006
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