Ok Buckos, strap in. Today I'm going to give you a glimpse of the future.

the computers lubed and running. And he's gonna have some crazy James-Bond-villian-ey name the computers give him like Operator #1 or Fisheye... or some crazy shit like that. 
Ok Buckos, strap in. Today I'm going to give you a glimpse of the future.

the computers lubed and running. And he's gonna have some crazy James-Bond-villian-ey name the computers give him like Operator #1 or Fisheye... or some crazy shit like that. 
Wow. Kind of a rough day for NY Governor Elliot Spitzer. And I imagine his wife gave him a hard time about this whole high-priced prostitute thing over the entire weekend. I bet he didn't even get some down-time on Sunday to watch any spring training games. Then there's the kids. Can you imagine having to listen to them blattin' their little heads off about being embarrassed at school. Little jerks. Just thinking about the whole thing gets my chubby little choad all knotted up with stress and fuss. So, being the patriotic New Yorker that I am, I took matters into my own hands and sent the Spitzer's a little "care package" to get them through this difficult time.




So some fantastic news today from my local IRS office in Holtsville, NY. My tax accountant messed up on my returns from a few years ago and I now owe an extra $1500. So that's relaxing. Really is. Just like the time my cat tried to crawl up my leg and ended up hooking one of his claws in my left nut. Except, with that, I had money left over to buy groceries.