Testicle comercial

Last night while driving home, I heard a testicular cancer commercial. Now testicular cancer is a serious subject, but this psa was performed completely wrong.

"Dude! What are you doing?"
"I am checking for testicular cancer"
"Seriously what are you doing?"
"Checking for cancer."
"How do you do that?"
"You grip one testicle and move it around feeling for lumps, then you do the other."
"Now I am glad I know how to check."

So what is disturbing about this commercial, guy walks in and another guy is checking his nads. Even more disturbing is he sticks around and talks to the guy while he is inspecting his nads. This seems pretty weird to me, it really seems like they could have found a better way to get the message across.

Questions, Comments ... Talk Amongst Yourselves,

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Fort Worth 20 years

As I write this, I am sitting at my sisters house recovering from hanging out with the Fort Worth hashers. I had a blast with them yesterday. Since they hash on Saturday, I am thinking to hash with them more often. Of course if Donnie launches the Brass Monkey hash, I will have to do it every other week. I am very glad I came to this event. I met a lot of Texas hashers I have not previously met, plus it gave me time to hang out with my mom and sister. My only criticism is the trail was extremely short and no shiggy. But I have heard that most Fort Worth trails are usually full of shiggy and really bloody, but still very short by Austin standards. I think I might even hare a trail up here, since I lived here for 10 years prior to moving to Austin,I might be able scout some good locations. Who knows, maybe I can even get my sister hashing, although she may not be a big fan of Jesus Can't Go Hashing. But then again it is a fun song and meant only in jest.

On-Out, Lust received a call saying my ride is on their way, so need to as many jello shots as I can before leaving.

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New Website

Found this new website that helps you find places to eat and has reviews. This is an awesome service for Austin. Check it out Food Hawk. And If you have a favorite place to eat, I would suggest leaving a comment.

I plan on using this site a lot, since there are a lot of places that I eat, that most people do not know about.

On-Out

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Mr. Peabody

For Someone reason I was thinking about this cartoon today

Memorial Day

Cum one Cum all

Memorial Day Hash Weekend

Austin is throwing a hash weekend and I expect you all to come. Friday, dive bar pub run, hared by yours truly. Keep in mind the last time I hared a pub run for an event, I was thrown in a cab by the second bar. Saturday, hashing (maybe a bike hash) and food, possibly a band (if not I will be playing DJ with a few ipods). Sunday will be the normal Austin hash, again hared by me.

This will be an in Austin event, no camping. We do not have a hash hotel as of yet, but a lot of hashers will be opening up there homes for you free loaders (not you Donnie and ESPN, since you let me crash at your place you got a place to stay if you want it, just bring the guac). The .pdf should be posted to the Austin site shortly, I will also post it here.

And to entice you even more, rego is $29.99 or half price for active military.

So what can you expect? Chicken shit bingo, a shirt that will definitely redeem the Austin hash after the gayness of TXIH's shirt last year, good food (Brownie can actually eat it), Some hashing (possibly bashing), good beer, good fun and great trails.

On-On
Day Old Fish

A Murder of Crows

This is something that has fascinated me for quite a while, Why are a flock of crows called a murder? I will get to that later.

Crows are the most intelligent bird, they use tools. They sharpen twigs to help them forage for larvae and insects. Some studies indicate crows can count and that they have an amazing memory. Crows live in very close knit groups, sometimes in the thousands, to protect themselves. Crows, will defend crows from a different murder and it is thought crows are to mate for life. Crows have 25 distinct calls all with a specifac purpose. One is even a distress call.

So why is a flock of crows called a murder? When a crow is dying, the rest of the flock will kill it. Sounds pretty cruel, but then again, it sounds like euthanasia. I am not necessarily supporting or not supporting euthanasia, just giving everone something to think about from the animal kingdom.

Wow, look what happens when I am sober. I am using my brain again, it all goes downhill from here.

Here something booze related.

A Crow Left of the Murder

2 oz Old Crow® bourbon whiskey
2 oz cranberry juice
2 oz pineapple juice


Add all ingredients to a cocktail shaker half-filled with ice cubes. Shake well, strain into a highball glass filled with ice cubes, and serve with a straw.

Todays Beer Bash

It totally sucked ass. Not because I was not drinking, but the finger foods usually taste better, maybe drinking beer helps. The only other drink they had besides beer was water, like I could not hit up a water cooler on the way. Then the special gift that was announced was a shirt, basically the same shirt they left on our desk last year. So let's see, 10 minutes waiting for bad food, 5 minutes trying to eat said food. 10 minutes waiting for shirt. Disappointment, all day long. Well I cannot really complain, I do work for the best company on the planet. And it is not everyone who gets a beer bash every month or so. I think the next one will totally rock because I will be drinking and I will not be dressed in interview clothes.

Damnit

The first beer bash at the froot I am able to attend for like the past two years and I am not drinking. Nobody said sobriety would be easy. Plus I told C'em if he saw me with a beer he could punch me.

Crazy Weekend

If you look at @ss Gaggers pics, you will see how it started. Things only worsened. Friday Pornarotti and I hit an all time high of drinking. Made Yucca at 10 am. Saturday is a blur. Sunday was a sober day even though I was a hare.

Jumping on the wagon for a bit, need to start running in the morning, instead of sleeping off drinking. Also need to make it to work more often. My meds and the hooch did not play well together. From Thursday till Saturday, I was manic again, really missed it, guess that is why it lasted so. By Sunday I hit a depression which I stayed in until Monday evening. This is the reason I am on the wagon for a little bit.

By Monday night, I was back to my old self. Today made it into work, everything was cool here. Did not do much, we had communication meetings most of the day. Tomorrow I have an interview pretty early, so tonight, I am staying in, watching movies and maybe talking to this really cool chic.

On-Out

BTW this does not mean I will stop hashing, just water and soda down downs.

Happy Birthday Elvis!

Plans for today, hit the roller rink for a little drunken skating. After that a little bar hopping. What an exciting day. If it is like his birthday last year, I will be drunk pretty early. From what he says, he will be wearing a robe all day. Apparently he was at work one day and someone came in wearing nothing but a robe. When asked why was wearing just a robe, the man responded, "It's my birthday." Elvis has been fascinated with wearing a robe on his birthday ever since.