Yeah, I totally forgot to post pics of last weeks winners, so I’m gonna post ’em now To find out how they won, click here. BTW, in honor of Tony Rom this weeks questions will all be about great chokers. One guess per person.
Month: January 2007
Johnny Needs a Band for QB3!
The good news is that we’re gonna get to party like rock stars at this year’s Quizzo Bowl, because it’s on a Saturday. The bad news is that the Crowd Pleasers cannot perform, since they perform at Bob and Barbara’s on Saturday nights. So Johnny needs a new backup band, and I figured that it would be fun to get the word out and see who was interested. I’m probably wanting to stay lounge-actish, if possible, but all entries will be considered. If you’re in a band, have friends who are, or know of a perfect group for this, it is a paying gig and it is on the main stage at the World Cafe Live on Saturday, February 3rd. Just contact me if you are interested.
Meet Amber, the woman who’s gonna help you find a Little Brother!
Well, we’re kicking into gear this week as I start recruiting people to do their part to make Philly the greatest city in the country. As I said before, it takes more than great restaurants, museums, and nightlife. It also takes a feeling of community, an honest effort by its citizens to go the extra mile to help those less fortunate. Amber Adamson at BBBS is going to help me achieve my goal by matching you with prospective Little Brothers. Here’s a bit more about her and about our mission:
My name is Amber Adamson and I work at Big Brothers Big Sisters Southeastern PA (BBBS SEPA). I have lived in the Philly area for the past 10 years (wow, that long already- I AM getting old). I was a student at Swarthmore and Penn, and have held a few different postions in the past 6 years-working first as a teacher for kids with learning disabilities, a year doing an Americorps VISTA and then of course, Big Brothers Big Sisters. Outside of work, I enjoy celebrity gossip, drinking wine, wearing high heels and going to the beach (THE SHORE)!
Johnny Goodtimes volunteers as a Big Brother with BBBS. He wanted to start the New Year off on the right foot by helping to recruit MORE MEN to become Big Brothers for BBBS. I am here to help YOU start 2007 right by learning more about how to become a “Big” like Johnny.
So, let me tell you about BBBS SEPA. Our “Bigs” (adults who volunteer to be friends with a child) and “Littles” (what the children are called) do simple things together, like playing football in the park, playing video games or even going grocery shopping. It’s quite simple and easy – these children simply need someone in their life to spend time with them and show them that someone cares.
Not to scare you, but but we have about 1,000 boys who are waiting to be matched for a Big Brother, and honestly, we don’t have enough men to pair them with.
This is where you come in. We are looking for a few good men to step up and spend a few hours a month with a boy in our program. You and your friends can be just what the boys on our waiting list need. You don’t need to be an expert to be a mentor. If you can be yourself and have fun, you can be a “Big”! Johnny Goodtimes is a Big Brother and he LOVES it- just ask him. See if it sounds like something YOU would want to do.
Johnny has committed to getting 100 boys off the waiting list and matched to a Big Brother by the end of 2007. Want to help?
Just give me a shout and we can start the process.
Thanks and I look forward to hearing from you!
Amber Adamson
Work: 215-790-9200 ext. 306
Cell: 215-917-1311
Email:Aadamson@bbbssepa.org
New York Stinks
First the Jets lose. Then the GIants lose. The Knicks are a joke. Then Cal Tech, a school which had not won a basketball game in over 11 years, defeats Bard College. From? New York. Finally, New York notices a foul stench descending on their city, and it takes those morons almost 24 hours to figure out that it was coming from Jersey, something I coulda told ’em in 30 seconds. Hey morons, here’s a quick rule of thumb: the stench is always coming from Jersey.
Question of the Week
The world’s smallest “country” (actually just a former anti aircraft platform off the coast of England), which has it’s own currency, flag, national anthem, and stamps has just gone on sale. What is this “nation” called?
Eagles thoughts
First of all a great quote. Eagle CB Sheldon Brown, on the pressure on David Akers as he prepared for the game winning field goal with three seconds left: “I know why I didn’t try to be a field-goal kicker, because I would have peed myself.”
BTW, I was at the game, and it was awesome. I had been to two previous Eagles games, the devastating loss to the Giants early in the season when we blew a huge 4th quarter lead and the meaningles Falcons game last week. But they were nothing compared to this. The crowd was out of control, and on its feet for probably half the game. The place was electric. The best chant was when the Giants lined up for a field goal and my entire section started chanting, “Ro-mo! Ro-mo!”
But I’ll have to be honest. Call me a sissy all you want, but I’d still rather be at a Phillies playoff game than an Eagles one. This cult of Eagle-mania is, to be perfectly honest, a little frightening in its intensity. The shouts of “Break his f****** legs!” and “Rip his f****** head off!” throughout the games are a bit much. And the riding the Giants fans non-stop and throwing beers at them and stuff, I dunno. There’s nothing wrong with a needling the opponents’ fans and all, but damn, they paid their money too. Give ’em a second to watch the game without constantly calling them a slew of names, all of which imply that they enjoy the company of other men or have an Oedipal complex. If you got something creative to say, then go for it. Otherwise, just shouting the same words over and over gets a little old. Then again, when I went to a Redskins game a couple of years ago, the fans were just as bad, so it might not just be Eagles fans, but NFL fans in general. I dunno, there jsut seems to be an ugliness to it that I don’t find at other sporting events.
Johnny Goes to the Dentist
Got a toothache about a week ago and got a dentist appointment for today. When your cheap ass health insurance doesn’t cover much dental work, you go to the ghetto dentist, the one that doesn’t have a computer or detailed “records”, where you hold your own drool sucky thing (drool sucky thing, or DST, is the actual medical term) during the procedure, and where the TV in the waiting room is showing Jerry Springer. Today’s episode sucked. It was, “I’m a lesbian and I’m having a baby.” Booo-ring. That’s so Phil Donahue 1985. I used to watch a lot of Springer in college, but I must have quit at the right time, b/c it really sucks now.
This dentist office only accepts cash, and you have to pay them before they do the procedure. But it was kind of funny, b/c I was already novocained up when they asked for the money. I guess if I hadn’t have had cash on me, they would have just kicked me out, but I would have gotten a free numb mouth out of the deal. I got a cavity filled ($75), and if I don’t feel a toothache over the next week, then I won’t need a root canal. The dentist was actually a pretty funny guy, and I’m not coughing up blood, so I think it went well. If you have cheap ass health insurance and like Jerry Springer, I highly recommend him.
Jackass 2 at the Troc
We’re back in business tonight at the Trocadero, as Jackass 2 will be playing. The action kicks off at 7:30 p.m. with the worst game show in America besides Deal or No Deal, the Wheel of Terrific, hosted by Chip Chantry and myself. And of course, the ridiculously sexy Marianne will be behind the bar. Hope to see you there!
How ‘Bout Dem Cowboys!
“Pooh-pooh to the Boobs!” we were grinch-ish-ly humming.
They’re finding out now that no Super Bowl’s coming!
They’re just waking up! I know just what they’ll do!
Their mouths will hang open a minute or two
Then all the Boobs down in Boobville will all cry BOO-HOO-HOO-HOO!”
And hey, TO, don’t feel bad. Loan officers are really tough to get open against.
The Week in Review
The New Year started with a bit of a whimper. I left Virginia sunsets like the one above to roll into Philly on Sunday, just in time to make it down to the Eagles game. It was fun, though they replaced their starters so it was sort of an exhibition. After the game, I was exhausted (sort of like Britney on New Years), so I headed home and was in bed by 10:30 p.m. I’ve never been that big on New Year’s Eve anyway. I was pumped for the Mummers on New Year’s day, but that was a washout, so I just watched a lot of football instead.
Enough about me, let’s talk about quizzo. We got the New Year started on Tuesday at a surprisingly full O’Neals. January 2nd is usually the slowest day of the year, but you wouldn’t have known it on 3rd and South. Dork Sided cruised into the New Year with an impressive performance, finishing with a 107 and edging Saddam’s Last Dance by a single point..