Wednesday, October 18, 2006



REMEMBERING MY HIGH SCHOOL HOMECOMMING

I was thinking about bustin' this out for the awards banquet. The suit.......not the date.

Meg went to her homecomming with TFBBOWA (The Future Beer Baron of West Allis). They both cleaned up pretty well and had a nice time. Meg tried to tell me that the late night social activities on Saturday contributed to her lack-luster results at Sheboygan on Sunday. I don't buy it.

Tough bloggin' lately....I really got nuthin', but I figured I need to post something 'cause Mountaingoat will drop you like a fart in a mexican resturant if you don't keep your blog fresh. It doesn't have to be any good.....just updated.

Anybody doing the Birchwwod race this weekend? I lost the flyer and need some info.

If you think this blog is bad.

11 comments:

Mountaingoat said...

I was just going to email you and rip you for lack of updates. Close call on your end.

I think the suit would be sweet. Go on the podium wearing that holding a bucket of KFC...oh yeah!

Do clydes eat KFC or is that beneath you, cause KFC is nasty.

Mountaingoat said...

http://www.bigringracing.com/Blaster%202006%20web.pdf


Beechwood blaster

Anonymous said...

KFC mac-n-cheese teh rulez!
Popeyes is where da chicken be at.

DIHAF? said...

I worked at the KFC on North Ave as my first legal summer job. I haven't eaten a piece since day one.

It was a crazy scene because we had this crazy stoner boss who would not have lasted a week in today's politically correct society. He had these training sessions for things like, "Don't keep beer in here, keep it behind here, in case corporate shows up,"

The best part was he mainly hired hot chicks and was gone most of the time. So I got to tip my brim to the Colonel for that.

Oh, yeah, don't eat the chicken. There was this Puerto Rican guy that used to delete in, oh never mind, and the boss constanly was dropping chicken - "just throw it back in the frier." He had the 5 minute rule or something. Don't eat any fast food. Oh yeah, the BBQ and some of the other crap they made from the stuff that went unsold the day before. Colonel's secret.

Anyone we didn't like we made wear these giant rubber ears (for protective puposes ;) ) and clean the grease trap. They generally would not show up the next day.

Fast Times at Ridgemont High

DIHAF? said...

Bubba, why did you make us look at the lame WORS board? I thought we were your friends.

bubba said...

I'm on board with my man Holcomb....I don't do much fried chicken but when I do...It's spicy Popeye's, but in these parts you have to enter a war zone to get some.

Sorry about the WORS board thing. It won't happen again.

Anonymous said...

bubba, you're going to bust out that blue dress again? That just isn't right; didn't you learn a thing from the last time you wore that?

Mike said...

Nice corn rows. Definitely cooler than white-boy dreads.

The Shed Master said...

Wow! Julie must be wearing some tall heels to tower over you like that!

tosacrosser said...

At least you're listed on Goat's blog..... My blog is entirely unworthy in it's extra crappiness.

Mountaingoat said...

Damn Pat, since you finally started updating I've meant to add you back on. You'll be back on soon enough...if I don't forget again.