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  Maybe Obama can be President  $85 – This is the over/under on next month’s spike in my electric bill after Mr. & Mrs. O. spent the weekend. Why do I anticipate such an increase? Because Mr. O. kept the thermostat at a balmy 82 degrees for two days. This guy believes that any temperature under 75 is too cold. I’m […]

Boat Drinks

  There’s a time and place for everything. Well almost everything. Yesterday I was at a business luncheon in Frontenac, an upscale suburb of the Lou. Yippie-Kay-Yay… I took a seat at a table with a young, black professional woman to my left and a 60-something male college professor to my right. They were discussing cataracts when I […]

Synchronicity II

Crowe Dog waits for the relay handoff I put off cleaning out the kitchen cabinets last night. I figured if I got to bed early, I could do it this morning before the workers got here. What I didn’t plan on was being kept awake by sex-starved neighbors who were going at it like they were on […]

Synchronicity

  No Tom + No Gina Party = No drunken stories from the weekend. Things should be different next weekend when Mr. & Mrs. O. make their triumphant return to the Lou. It seems like only yesterday when Mr. O. pissed on my foot at the Tom Petty concert. Good times. The SOB T-shirts will […]

Into Your Arms

  The warmer temperatures today had the snow melting like Crowe Dog into the arms of Ryan Seacrest. Have you ever been on a diet and ate an entire sleeve of Girl Scout Thin Mint Cookies before going to bed? Me neither. Stupidity Tax Offense: Saying that you hate moving your clocks forward for daylight savings because you lose […]

Let It Snow

We got a foot of snow today. Just another reason to have drinks with Gina Party… Happy Birthday to a couple of SOB readers: Mr. O. & Leo K. – Hillary and Obama debate on SNL. – 99 Words for Boobs. – Continued good sex in the Big East. – She must be a real looker. […]

Ain’t Going Down (‘Til the Sun Comes Up)

  What’s happened since we last met? Glad you asked. On Thursday I got together with a few college buddies for happy hour. And by hour, I mean six. Melrose Place had their happy hour on Friday. And by hour, I mean seven. You might think I spent Saturday on the couch after the previous two […]