-In the photo above are my parents, whose team finished third last night at the Good Dog, and my friend Shannon, who just coincidentally was in Philly as well on a work assignment. She and I were good friends in elementary, middle and high school. No, we never dated. What part of “I was a loser in high school” do you not understand? She now lives in Baton Rouge.

–The Metro has a new Eagles blog. It’s pretty good.

–The Lovely Ginger has started her own blog. How did I find out? Not because she told me, the guy who gave her big break in the blogging industry. Oh noooooooooo. I found out because Foobooz linked to her yesterday. Ginger and I are officially in a fight. I may need a new co-host for Quizzo Bowl 4.

-I received the following text message from Smackdown last night, who was playing in an Rock Paper Scissors tourney: I just won my RPS round…and they called out that I was your friend. Everyone booed! I think that making myself the most hated man on the Philadelphia RPS circuit may be my greatest accomplishment. As Reggie Jackson said, “Fans don’t boo nobodies.”

-Show at Medusa is still on for Saturday night at 7 p.m., and it’s gonna be a good show, but I’m off the bill. My folks are in town, and I don’t wanna have to be gretting ready for stuff all three nights they are here. Still gonna be good though, with Chip headlining.

They’re going to be raising money at O’Neals this Sunday with their “Get in the Pink” event on Sunday from 12-5, raising money for the Breast Cancer 3 day walk. Press release after the jump.

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It was 30 years ago today that the King passed away. I’ll be playing lots of Elvis tonight at quizzo.

Can You Smell What the Scorpion King is Cooking pulled off a victory at the Franklin Institute on Friday night, edging Osirus’s Minions, 91-86. But the real story was the melt down of the 3d place team, Duck Butter. Featuring Trivia Art, Smackdown, and D-Mac, the Butter had a perfect score going into the final round, but only answered 4 correctly in round four to finish with an 84, out of the money. The next museum quizzo will be this friday at the Constitution Center at 6:30 p.m.. Be there!

Happy Birthday Charles Bukowski! I miss most people’s birthdays, but seem to always remember his, and give him a shout out every year.

For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can’t readily accept the God formula, the big answers don’t remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command or faith a dictum. I am my own God. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us. -C.B.

Here’s some more of his stuff.

In case any of you were wondering if Dutch had come to his senses, the answer is Not At All. Go here if you wanna hear what he said. Or you can read it here.

Dutch says he talks to lizards. I remember when I was like 6 and I told my neighbor that my dog had said my name. My mom was pissed. I’m not sure why. Probably because she didn’t want her neighbors to know how dumb her son was.

-So I’m reading about Edna Parker, the world’s new oldest woman, because, um, that’s what I do, and I came across this: Parker lives in the same retirement center as Sandy Allen, the tallest woman in the world. Sadly, Sandy is not married to Mark Eaton. Anyways, some old Japanese lady died (tragically) and left Edna as the world’s oldest person. USA! USA! USA! USA!

-Here’s Trivia Art’s latest for the Metro.

–Umpires love white pitchers. Man, can you imagine how bad Adam Eaton would be if he was black or Japanese?

-Happy Birthday, Napoleon Bonaparte! And what in the hell happened to your penis? (Word on the street is, Napoleon was no Rasputin, if you catch my drift.)