A quick comment on comments

Yeah, we’re having some comment problems, due to the fact I was getting overrun by junk mail comments for a while. In the meantime, however, if you post a comment, it will go up, if not immediately. It just has to pass by me first so that I can weed out all the junk. I am checking the comments pretty regularly, so comments should go up pretty soon after you post them. Thanks for your patience. Hopefully in a few days this will no longer be necessary. -MGMT

Hello, is this thing on?

??? Usually when I post pics of last weeks winners, the questions are all answered in like an hour. This time, I posted the questions like 21 hours ago and not a single one has been answered. Then, I post prom pics and not one snide comment about my Miami Vice look? Geez, you guys have changed.
UPDATE: Palestra Jon told me comments aren’t working. Having it looked into. Hopefully fixed soon.

Scores on the way

Ended up staying up until 3 am playing Wii for the first time. I’m a pretty decent wii bowler. Not so good at American Idol. I’ve always considered myself more of an entertainer than a singer anyway. Well, got up this morning and took the kids in the summer program to the Franklin Institute. Pretty fun. Anyways, just got home and still have to do my prom shopping. Think I’m gonna hit up those suit shops in Old City. But I’ll try to get get scores done first. By the way, last night was ridiculous. Only two teams showed up at Good Dog, so I had to cancel. Then I went to Bards, and there were literally about 100 people playing.

Pics of last weeks winners

Alright y’all, sorry I was MIA today. On the road all day, and since it was sunny, I got a sunburn on my left arm and not my right one, so that looks pretty kool. Anyways, gonna post pics of last week’s winners. With questions about people celebrating July 8th B-days. One guess per person.

Dark Horse John Was a Pool Bouncer

Just yesterday I discovered that Dark Horse John’s website is actually up and functional, and so I did a bit of browsing around and came across the following story about his job as City Pool Bouncer, which is pretty damn funny: The fragile equilibrium of order amidst the thrashing chaos of free swim was mostly maintained only by the fact that everyone seemed to know that the cops responded to calls from Jacobs in about 9 seconds and that the staff – usually me and the other bouncers – would dial 911 at the SLIGHTEST provocation. Don’t get out of the pool when we tell you to? 911. Throw a soda at a lifeguard? 911. Make the staff think that you MIGHT CONSIDER starting a fight with another patron? 911 double-quick. And it wasn’t like we were abusing it. The cops loved us.

Anyhow, I feel inspired. Might write something later today about selling cantaloupe on the side of the road or about farming clams.