Just came across this article about how overrated running backs are, and thought it might be of interest to you football fans.

After a wonderful week spent with a lovely American girl, Johnny got greedy and spent the next two weeks going out with Mexican women, all to no avail. “I don’t know what the hell happened,” says Johnny, “But it was a disaster. One girl got mad when I tried to kiss her, one girl stood me up, and and with one girl, I think it was just a matter of miscommunication, and we only went out once.” Johnny refused to talk any more about this so called “miscommunication”. As for the job, the last week was a bit stressful, as the staff and the animals at the final facility were overworked. Johnny’s Spanish improved quite a bit during the time there, but apparently not enough. “I didn’t take any days off, but I did get to go scuba diving in a pretty kool underwater cave,” said Goodtimes. Other than that, Johnny’s week at Cozumel was rather quiet. “I went out with this one Mexican girl twice, and we were supposed to go out again on Friday night, but she stood me up.” When asked if maybe he was a bad kisser, and that was part of the problem, Johnny responded, “I’m not sure. I’ve never kissed myself. Well, there was that one time, but that was an accident.” Johnny returns to action at O’Neals and The Bards tonight.

Ok, gang, sorry I haven?t written in a while, but things have been hectic, and I still haven?t had a day off since I got here. The job has been kool. I went from Puerto Aventuras (near Playa del Carmen) to Isla Mujeres, or “Island of the Women”. There are a couple of rumors as to how it got that name. One is that there were various statues of the goddess Ixchel around the island when it was stumbled upon by Spanish explorer Francisco Cordova in 1517. Another is that there were only women in town when Cordaova?s crew landed, since the men were all out fishing. Anyway, it was no “Island of Women” for me. Actually, I was staying in Cancun for the whole week. After my night on the town with H20, I never returned to the hotel district. I mostly hit local spots, had a coupel of cervezas, adn mellowed out. The sun wears me out, and I just couldn?t muster up the energy to get out for a night of dancing. Did make it to a place called Mextreme once, where a friend of mine plays in the house band. I was out with a very cute Mexican girl, and it was pretty fun. I ended up getting on stage and doing “Rappers Delight”, and the crowd went nuts. I can rap my ass off. Sadly, it didn?t really impress Mexican girl as much as it did the rest of the crowd. Other than that, I didn?t do much. I had to speak at a meeting with the company?s executives yesterday, and I went over like a lead balloon. I don?t know if my humor was lost in translation or if (and this can?t be it) I?m just not funny. Anyway, I caught the boat to Cozumel last night, and I will be here for a week. This is the same place I was in April, so I already know a bunch of the staff, including an incredibly cute girl who works in the office. She met me last night when I got off the boat and we went out for dinner at a Cajun restaurant and watched the Olympics. I haven?t really been able to keep up on TV. I didn?t have a tv at the first place i stayed, and my buddy Drew did not have cable. But I?ve been checking ESPN.com enough to know that the Phillies are totally choking. Well, I gotta get to work. Hope all is well in Philly. The tacos are good, but I can?t wait to eat a cheesesteak.

After a week spent in Puera Aventuras near Playa del Carmen, Johnny moved the operation to Isla Mujeres on Saturday, and I am currently housed at my buddy Drew’s house in Cancun. Drew and I used to work together back in the day at Dolphin Quest in Hawaii, so it’s been fun hanging out. The dolphin programs are insane. When I worked at DQ, the most guests any one trainer would bring into the water with them at one time was five. Here in Mexico, it’s twenty. And these trainers have to operate with two dolphins at a time, as opposed to one for me. In addition, they have eight sessions a day. Oh, and the trainers usually have one day off a week. The workload here is amazing, but these guys hardly ever complain. The staff at both places is unbelievably friendly. As for the dating situation, I actually had another date with the hot twenty year old (Let’s just call her H20). It was pretty great. Went to Senior Frog’s, and then landed at a place called Slices, where I ended up dancing with five mexican girls and partying until 3:30 a.m. with H20. So it was awesome, but I paid dearly when I had to go to a new facility the next morning and make a good first impression with like 40 people. Oh well. Anyways, things are good, but we might be getting a hurricane on Thursday night, which would be intense. Stay tuned.

In the most startling news to hit Philly in quite some time, it was discovered that local quizmaster Johnny G. had a date on Wednesday night with a HOT 20 year old. ?Yeah, we went to Senor Frog?s and the Blue Parrot in Playa del Carmen, and she didn?t even leave me for some young, shirtless meathead, which is what I kind of expect in those types of situations,” said Johnny. Goodtimes went on to add that on the taxi ride home, the taxi driver (whose wife rode in the front seat) played a collection of some of the worst 80’s music ever recorded, including the Karate Kid Love Song and the Top Gun love song.