We’re over the hump. Hopefully you all made it alive. Continue reading
Daily Archives: June 22, 2011
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I’m not sure how one squanders a divorce settlement whose value was rumored to range from one billion dollars to less than a million dollars a year but apparently it is possible. In 1990 Patricia Kluge divorced from John Kluge, a man once considered the richest person in America. In the divorce, Pat received a sprawling 45-room, 26,000-square-foot home near Charlottesville, VA and a boatload of cash which most people agree was $1.6 million a week. Since then she has opened a successful winery whose wine was even served at Chelsea Clinton’s wedding last July and entered into a variety of other ventures. However, the debts have been mounting as rumors of financial trouble started when her $100 million dollar estate was auctioned off and repossesed by Bank of America for $15.6 million. Recently, Kluge and her newest husband have also been auctioning off a lot of her own personal items in what has been viewed as an effort to pay down their debts which have been tallied at around $46 million dollars.
Photo Credit: NYSD
It bothers me when people berate cab drivers. In New York, the city would slam to a stop without these people who sit behind the wheel twelve hours a day and take you where you need to go. Critics say they drive like maniacs, they don’t know where they’re going, they’re always trying to scam passengers, and they don’t want to go to Brooklyn or Queens.
Back in the day, when I was devoid of both driver’s license and car, Butch would wait for me when I got off the commuter rail train in the bowels of Lawrence, Massachusetts. It was not a part of town where a young woman should be alone. Rarely did a cop bother to show up when the train came in. I was often asked if I was “selling” when attempting to cross the bridge over the Merrimack to the desolate downtown, where I could save two dollars on a taxi cab. That’s when I began hopping into Butch’s taxi. Continue reading
It’s painting weather! At long last, you can open those windows so as to avoid inhaling all of those fumes. How wonderful—unless the fumes are what you like. In which case, how do you still have enough brain cells to find this website? We should study your brain for science! Continue reading
It’s been two long weeks since we’ve engaged each others companies. Guess, what? We past the half way mark of our 8 Week Challenge. Four more weeks until you folks get to see me in my red shorts. Continue reading
Abdominals! We all have them and we all love them. Or, at least we love looking at them on other people. Like on Brad Pitt. Have you seen that dude’s abs? Shit man. I’m still in awe every time I watch Fight Club. Continue reading
Well, well, well, guess who just wrote their own sequel? Tobey Maguire (superhero), Leo DiCaprio (forever having wet cat face), Ben Affleck (of course), and Matt Damon (I’m Matt Damon) have all been named in an illegal gambling ring.
Once upon a time, video games were simple: A joystick, a button, and a singular, often repetitive, goal. For those of us born in the late 70s and early 80s, these 8-bit button mashers ate up hours many of us could have used developing actual, tangible skills.
Try selling that to a 7 year old with Pac-Fever. Continue reading
Two Thursdays ago James Richard Verone of Gaston County, NC woke up with sole intention of robbing a bank. Is Verone just another nefarious malcontent thumbing his nose at the hardworking men and women of America as he tries to cheat his way to wealth? No, rather he is something of a poster boy for the connection between poverty and crime. He only attempted to rob the bank of $1 and all he actualy wanted was to be able to see a doctor about his many physical ailments.
Reality TV is nothing without the epic battles that show the absolute worst of humanity. After all, as we all know, whether they’re Real Housewives or Top Chef wannabes, they’re not there to make friends. Continue reading