The "T" in potpourri is silent

And wouldn't you know...I hear there are talks about a possible TNT Original movie to be made about the life of Cap'n Crunch, starring Wilfred Brimley. Some cameos will include Dennis Franz as the "Cookie Crisp" keystone cop and Brad Garrett as "Frankenberry".

Don't worry, I'm on top of it.

-MM

My alarm clock helps get me up in the morning

...I'm still on a cereal rant.

As previously stated, I'm a big fan of Froot Loops. At one point in my life, maybe age 9, I was all about the Captain (oops, Cap'n) Crunch. Question, what exactly is this guy a Captain of? I mean, let's see some documentation before we start calling you "Captain". If that's the case, couldn't anyone be a Captain then?! Do you think he tried coming out with cereal earlier on in his Naval career? I would've liked to been in the room when he pitched Private First Class Crunch to the people at Quaker. And what about Fruity Pebbles? Although I enjoyed the Fred & Barney commercials, I can only handle so much of Fred's stupidity. It's like, dude...when are you going to realize that the guy in the oversize fake handlebar mustache trying to steal your cereal is your best friend Barney Rubble? Barney pulled that off what, two/three times a week? Fred would be all surprised & get upset, "BARNEY, my pebbles!". Fred, get a goddman clue man. And why can't Barney buy his own cereal? He worked at the same quarry as Fred did, are we to assume that Fred earned a better living? Idk, but I do remember seeing a pretty expensive Elephant shower in someone's backyard, I think it was the Flintstones. Regardless, the lesson to be learned here is this: if your best friend is constantly trying to steal your cereal, you either need to a) pick better friends, b) work on your attention to detail, c) buy a safe, or d) umm...I forgot d, but I'm sure it was good.

Digging for my prize now.

TTYL
Mason

Wednesday has 9 letters

Let me start by saying...what the hell is this? I went grocery shopping to buy some essentials, such as "food" and "beverage", and came across this box of Gorilla Munch. Who is buying this? You? No you're not. And what's with all the Gorillas? Plus it appears that the one in front is actually in possession of a bowl, that's not very realistic. In all my times at the zoo, I've never encountered that situation, ever. Is there a continuation on the back of the box, where you see another Gorilla setting a table, maybe another cutting up bananas?! I'm never buying Gorilla Munch. I'll stick to my fave, Froot Loops. I also checked out some other cereals, all the generic ones are hilarious, btw. Plus I love how the names are so similar to the actual ones, like we're too stupid to tell the difference. I think I spent close to an hour in the cereal aisle, Phil Woodman was pissed. Here are a few I saw:

Real: Froot Loops
Fake: Froot Rings

Instead of Toucan Sam, we get some dirty circus monkey on the box. Kinda looks like that annoying monkey toy that just clangs the cymbals. And why didn't they just go with another bird? Like a sparrow, or the northern pintail.

Real: Cheerios
Fake: Toasted Oats

I bet when the bumblebee got wind of this imposter, he totally lost it. I mean, who had the balls to make a generic version of Cheerios, right? I'm sure he expressed his many concerns, but nobody cared. Why? Because we hate bees, they sting us.

Real: Rice Krispies
Fake: Crispy Rice

Anyone fooled by the name switcheroo? Maybe spell crispy with a "K" next time. As for Snap, Crackle & Pop, these kids have no goals in life. They spend their time making Rice Krispies, then sit around all day eating it. This is why you never see them with girls.

So remember, next time you're at the store...be warned that these generics are practically RIGHT next to the actuals. Don't be fooled.

xoxo,
Mike Mason

I just got pulp in my eye

So I got pulled over again, this time for a "no turn on red". Before that it was "speeding". (yeah, I'm aware my "offenses" are in quotes) Seriously, what's wrong with me? Like, why am I finding it so hard to obey the law? If I keep this up, you're gonna see me on the shoulder of 41 riding an obnoxious bike with a banana seat, an orange flag, with one of those baskets attached to the front. Although...the basket might be a plus. I could keep some pretty cool stuff in there, like a spiral notebook, or maps (for my travels), and some crackers. My question to you is: if this should happen, would you still be my friend? Please check one:

Yes ____ No ____ Maybe ____ Definitely Not, loser. ____

Love,
MM

I carpool to work on my tandem bike

Been tossing around the idea of getting rollerblades. I know people still do this, I've seen them. Or maybe ice skates, or both? Actually I haven't laced up a pair of skates since I just got back from Turin, Italy where I took Silver in the Ladies Free Skate Short Program. No wait, that was Sasha Cohen. Honestly, I end up injured with anything I try & do which doesn't involve walking, and even that's a challenge at times. Maybe I'll just stay retired from Rollerblading, Ice Skating, and ...oh, Skiing. It's been a long time since I almost killed myself, 8th grade to be exact. It was a trip to Denver, Colorado with some friends, and for the majority of that time, I spent it on the bunny hill, evading --err, I mean practicing. Eventually giving in to the peer pressure that haunts all teens, I opted to attempt some bigger slopes. Not sure if you're aware of this little nugget, but Mike Mason is afraid of heights...so the entire time UP the ski lift I had to cover my eyes & try not to soil myself. It's funny because I accidentally went down the wrong hill, the skull & crossbones on the sign should've been my first clue that it was too advanced. Believe it or not, I made it down in one piece, had fun, decided to take another run at it. Spoiler alert: this is the point in the story where I almost die. So me & a buddy are waiting for the ski lift to swoop us away, here it comes, on our way up...but wait...the ski attached to my left foot gets stuck in the snow & comes off. My initial thought? "Oh f*%k!" So what are my options here? Just ride the ski lift to the top, then be the only fool on the way down with a bunch of empty lifts? Sure, makes sense. After thinking about for a few seconds, then hesitating, then thinking some more, I decided to go a slightly different route...I bailed.

Moral(s) of the story:

a) Make sure your feet don't get caught in the snow on your way up a ski lift.
b) Don't jump off a ski lift that's already 20 feet in the air.
c) Do what's possible to avoid acting like a complete jackass.


Sincerely,
Mike Mason

An isosceles triangle has two equal sides

What up.

So why is it that some people continually drive 55mph or less in the left lane on 94? Can I just tell you how much that irritates me, especially since I travel on 94 quite a bit. I mean, Mike Mason has places to go (you do too, right?), so get the hell out of the way. I figured it was common knowledge, or sense for that matter, to be courteous and move over. Aren't there signs that read "slower traffic keep right"? I notice this happens a lot with people with Wisconsin plates, or some other out of state plate. I was under the impression this was universal. No? Am I to believe that people out of state do the opposite? Like if I drive through Wyoming, is everyone driving super fast in the right lane and going 55mph in the left?

For example, this morning I'm cruisin' along, making stellar time, then all of a sudden I come up to some yahoo who is takin' his sweet ole time in the left lane, holding the steering wheel at 2 & 10 with the seat up so far his face is almost pressed against the glass. Sure, I could easily pass him by & then be on my merry way again...but NO, I feel I need to make an example out of him. So if this situation ever happens to you, feel free to take the following measures:

Step #1 - Tailgate. At this point it's a clear signal that someone is trying to get by, so the slow driver should move over to the right. If this does not work, proceed to step #2.

Step #2 - Honk. Use it, that's why it's there. If nothing happens, move to step #3.

Step #3 - Flash your brights. You're seriously still there? Wtf. Go to step #4.

Step #4 - Flash your brights again! I mean a second round of brights should at least alert this fool that there's probably someone in his rear view mirror perspiring like Robert Hays in 'Airplane' and mouthing obscenities. If this fails to work, proceed to step #5.

Step #5 - Pass the driver (and give a disgusted look as you drive by) but then turn back in the left lane & get in front of 'em. You should slow down to a speed just under what they were driving & keep at it for a little bit, see if they get annoyed (just like you've been the last few minutes). Usually the slow driver will realize that he's a complete idiot and move over to the right. IF NOT, I have prepared a step #6 for you.

Step #6 - Here I like to do what I've coined,"the thumb". You're right in front of them, they can see you, which means they're aware you're the guy they've been making hyperventilate...soooo, take your right hand, closed fist, thumb extended outward & motion them over to the next lane. Please be aware that "the thumb" will usually trigger "the finger", happens almost every time.

Hopefully these 6 steps will assist you the next time you encounter a slow driver in the left lane. If you were unsuccessful in your attempts to get them out of the way, take comfort in the fact that you may have made them aware of their problem. Most likely they'll end up discussing you later in the day, or when they get to work or wherever they're headed. This may even prompt the person listening to ask, "were you in the left lane?". Yep, it's a lesson for the kids out there...

Ok, well I just broke out in to a sweat reliving that whole experience.

TTYL
-MM

I'm 73 inches tall

..you just did the math, didn't you.

Is it ever going to stop raining? I feel like it's been raining for a year. I think I'm going to build an arc, so if anyone wants in, tell me now. I will need to borrow a truck when I head to Lowes, because I don't think all the lumber will fit in my Altima Coupe. And what all do I need? I'm sure Noah made a list, right? And how did he get all his stuff, anyway? I mean, there wasn't a Menards around then...someone had to supply with it. Idk. Here's my list:

• Wood.
• Nails.
• A hammer.
• Paint (to make a racing stripe).
• A flag.
• Ramen Noodles, or a bunch of Easy Mac.
  
• I'm pretty sure I need a beam of some sort.
• Rudder.
  
• An anchor, In case I want to stop & hang out.
• Pencils (No. 2).
• Sprial notebook (to draw, and take note of stupid sh*t I see along the way).

Yeah I think that just about does it...I'll let you know when it's ready to set sail.

Off to Fox Lake @ 10am!

xoxo,
Mike Mason

I read from left to right

Am I the only person these days who doesn't own a crock pot? Honestly, I don't see a reason to own one right now. It's possible I'm still scarred from my buddy Ryan and his crock pot tales. He's pretty responsible nowadays, but there was a time in his mid 20's when he wasn't...like the days when he lived alone & never went to the grocery store. He told me one time that him & his buddy bought some ground beef & some other various items & just threw it all in a crock pot. Well apparently the next day there were leftovers in the crock (is that an acceptable abbreviation for crock pot?). Want to know how they prepared the leftovers of the "mystery meal"? Cool, cause I'm going to tell you...I'm also going to use all caps. THEY LEFT THE CROCK POT ON THE COUNTER AND FEASTED ON THEIR MEAT CONCOCTION THE ENTIRE WEEK UNTIL IT WAS GONE. I remember him telling me this and I had this stupefied look on my face the entire time. Here were a few of my follow up questions:

A) Huh?
B) You did what?
C) Are you an idiot???
D) You didn't put the meat in a container & keep it in the fridge?
E) Huh?

So these two clowns probably kept two spoons in the g.d. crock pot all week & just dip in to it whenever they got hungry. What the hell kind of non-sense is that? He is "Johnny Salmonella".

Ok, who's hungry?

Regards,
Mike Mason

A subject and predicate make a sentence

I'm craving a McGriddle. Not sure why, I NEVER eat at McDonalds anymore . It's not easy for me to eat there anyway, probably cause that was my 1st ever job. I was 14 yrs old & my parents were tired of me contributing nothing to society, so my Dad gave me 2 choices - Burger King or McD's. I'll be honest, neither one of those two appealed to me. My Dad went & spoke to the Manager Carl & even went so far as to fill out the application for me. I get home from school & he tells me that Carl (apparently now on a first name basis w/the guy) wants to hire me. In my 3 yr tenure with the McDonald's corporation, I lost my job a total of 4 times. The 1st time was when one of the Mgrs, Abel, asked me to go sweep up the lobby. On my way out I grabbed a large fry & sat in the one of the corner booths reading the paper. I'm about 1/2 way through a pretty sweet order of fries & all of a sudden I hear, "What the hell is this??". Fired. Somehow my Dad talked to Carl, got my job back. So I'm moppin' up that area right behind the counter & used too much water (I'm a kid, I don't know how to mop) & another Mgr , Tom, comes around the corner really fast & just wipes out man, it was pretty comical (to me). I'm sure it didn't help that I started laughing right in front of the guy. Fired. Yet again, Dad talked to his buddy Carl, & got my job back. This guy came thru the drive thru & ordered a McChicken w/extra mayo. We'd use a caulking gun type thing to put sauce on stuff & I was experimenting with it & drenched the guys sandwich. He gets his food, pulls away & you see him hit the brakes. He comes stormin' in, slams the bag on the counter & pulls out the McChicken. There was so much mayo on it that it had soaked thru the wrapping & was everywhere. I found that one amusing too, but the Mgr didn't. Fired. Don't ask me why, but Carl still had faith in good ole Mike Mason, got my job back. You need to wonder at this point, why Carl is going to such great lengths to keep me on the payroll. When the McJordan had come out, that was a great time for me, cause I was the world's biggest Michael Jordan fan. It was basically a Quarter Pounder w/Cheese but w/BBQ sauce & bacon (mmmm). To promote it, they made us wear these stupid buttons w/Jordan's picture on it. For some reason, unknown to this day, I "borrowed" a big bag of them...but got busted. Fired. Yeah at this point in my career, Dad no longer had any pull with Carl.

I must say I'm doing pretty well at 102.3 though, 5+ years, 0 firings. Who's awesome? Me.

-MM

I like college ruled paper

I got chased by a dog while riding my bike the other morning. This ever happen to anyone? I almost pee'd myself! Kept up with me for like a mile & a half too. So are leashes overrated these days, or what? Maybe I should've gotten off my bike and started chasing HIM. Anyway, next time I go out I'm wrapping myself in 12 layers of bubble wrap. Or if you see a guy on his bike wearing one of those heavy protective dog suits that are in those police training videos, it's probably me. Hey how do I get one of those?!

Sincerely,
Mike Mason

The clock says 3:20pm, but it feels like 3:21pm

Ever compare arms with someone and realize how ghostly white you are? Yeah, I just did that. I know it's July, but I think I may need to go tanning. However, I'm not even sure that's a good idea considering I was banned from a tanning salon during college. I was a sophomore at Carthage and a few of my female bff's were going tanning, and I had never been to one before, so I thought why not, let's go get dark. So I got in my booth, locked the door and took off all my clothes. (Disclaimer: at this point in my life, partying and my fraternity were top priority, so I didn't get much rest). Anyway, when I laid down in this thing (which had a radio in the headrest), it was so relaxing that, boom, fell asleep. Next thing you know, I open my eyes and I have this older lady Renata like six inches from my face with a look of total disgust on her face. I was thinkin' to myself, "what is she lost?". No, it was the owner of the tanning salon. Here's what went down...after I passed out, the timer went off, the bed came up...but I was out cold. The door was locked, so no one could get in. There were shoes scattered around the tanning bed, from my friends throwing them over the wall to try and get me up. Finally the owner busted in and woke me up. There I am, laying in the tanning bed with my "junk" on display for everyone to see. Fantastic. The owner of the salon told my friends that I was never allowed back in her joint again. I was told she put emphasis on the word 'never'.

I haven't been tanning since. Anyone want to go? lol

xoxo,
Mike Mason

Skim Milk has no fat in it

Hola! Como esta usted, y tu? Yep, seven years of Spanish right there .

I did some shopping, went to the Target. So I'm browsing in one of the aisles and I see this dude totally staring at me. He walks up to me and goes, "Hey Chris!". I was like, "Excuse me?". He repeats himself, "Hey Chris!". So I just begin to stare at him with this blank expression on my face. I finally end the suspense and simply tell him, "Dude, I'm not Chris". He seems perplexed, a few seconds go by, then he says, "Are you sure?". Hmmm, well now that you mention it stranger, I'm really not sure. What do you say we head over by the patio furniture so I can sit down for a few minutes and think about it. YES I'M SURE YOU IDIOT! Then I get a call on my cell phone from some clown looking to speak to Louis Galoonga. Ok, what is happening in my world? Apparently I have a major identity crisis on my hands here. I'm like Sandra Bullock in that movie "The Net". Doesn't anyone want to talk to Mike Mason anymore? I'm a good person, I'm fun...I like to think I eat and dress well...I obey most of the traffic laws. Those are some good qualities, right? Whatev.

Ok, I'm out.

MM

Donald Duck never wore pants

Got some good news in the mail, apparently I was selected by the "World's Leading Fitness Center Franchise" as a potential winner in one of their giveaways. All I had to do was scratch off the front side of the card to see what I won. Grand Prize was a 2 Year FREE membership & a 3 Day/2 Night vacation package. First prize was a 1 month FREE membership, second prize was a 1 week FREE membership. I am happy to announce that I was awarded the second prize...a 1 week FREE membership to 'Ladies Workout Express'. They have a 24 station circuit training, a kids waiting area and tanning is available to members only. Since I'm the lucky second prize winner, I guess that makes me a member. Do you think they'll care that I'm not a lady? I'm gonna throw on the headband, some wristbands, maybe some leg warmers...and cruise on over to 'Ladies Workout Express' and sign up, what the hell do I care.

Happy Friday!

Mike Mason

Plants grow because we water them

Happy Friday, dawgs.

I spotted twinkies in our vending machine last night. I did some investigative journalism and found that they have a shelf life of 25 days, so it should be interesting to see who rolls the dice first. Seriously though, I don't think I've ever seen a Twinkie anywhere outside of a grocery store. As for that cowboy, "Twinkie the Kid", get your crotch off our twinkies dude, we have to eat those!

Suggestion for vending machine: Zingers. Anyone with me? I used to think the chocolate ones were the best, but I'm all about vanilla now. Those strawberry coconut ones are just god awful, who's eating these? And whoever conjured up that idea should be stabbed (repeatedly) with a sharp object...like a spork.

Great, now I'm hungry. Damnit.


-MM

Eagles Have Large Talons

Random question, is Quiznos going out of business?? Yet another one shut down by me. That just means I'll be living @ the Panera Bread, because I refuse to go back to Subway. (I got off that ride years ago). Someone asked me the other day why I dislike Jared so much. Well, here's the thing - when I'm in Subway, the LAST thing I want to see when I sit down to eat a Cold Cut Combo is to be staring at a full size cardboard cutout of Jared stretching out his fat pants. Don't get me wrong, I think it's great that he lost like 6,000 lbs, but seriously...leave the pants at home. And what's with all the commercials? Jared acting is like Shannon Sharpe being a studio analyst for CBS Sports, it doesn't work.

Jared, get fat again.

xoxo
Mike Mason

Thursday comes directly after Wednesday

'Ello.

So I was watching "The Empire Strikes Back" the other night. Which, if you've read my bio on XLC.com, you'll know that's one of my favorite movies of all time. And when I was a kid, I wanted nothing more than to be Darth Vader. I'd wear a cape to school, my teachers would ask me for my homework...I would just wave my hand & say "You don't need to see my homework". Ok the Jedi mind trick never worked but it was always worth a try. So watching that movie got me thinking, how stressful of an environment do you think it was working for the Empire. I mean if you reported directly to Darth Vader, you make one wrong move & the dude kills you. Other than that, I'm sure it was a good company to work for...401K, good medical/dental package, tuition reimbursement, competitive salary. Do you think that when a potential new hire came in & watched the orientation video, it mentions that if you screw something up Darth Vader will have you killed? Probably not. I'm sure if it did they'd get the hell out of there & just head down a galaxy or two & apply at one of those kiosks in the Mall, or maybe at Dollar General. I want to know about the parts they didn't show you in the movie. For instance, was there a break room on any of these ships? Like employees standing around a watercooler gabbing about The Death Star, or the latest Empire Reality show. Then in walks Darth Vader to grab a cup of coffee...drops his change...picks it up...puts it in the machine...then the paper cup doesn't come down...he kicks the machine. Of course as soon as his change hit the floor everybody bolted. Plus we all need to eat, right? Where was the cafeteria? And who did Darth Vader take lunch with every day? Or maybe he just brown bagged it, who really knows?! These were pretty big ships too, I'm sure it wasn't easy to communicate, so I'm assuming that there were interoffice memos floating around. And if you got one in your inbox which reads at the top, "From the Desk of Darth Vader...", you know you're a dead man.

These are the kind of things I think about..

Mike Mason

Caffeine is spelled with 2 f's

Heyyy...

Well it's almost 9pm, I have about 3 hrs to go here, drinking a Pepsi Max, so I should be up till what...2-3am? I think I could be addicted to caffeine, but it hasn't been confirmed yet. I've been trying to wean myself off a little, only had three cups today. I find those coffee drinkers who have to go, "ahhhhhhhh" after every sip rather annoying. I mean, is that really necessary? Yeah it's good, I know, we get it. Ok, just thought I'd drop a quick line.

Mike Mason out.

I only have 63 Crayolas in my box of 64

Hump Day.

I'm working tonight of course 7p-midnight, and I got stuck in a little traffic on 41 on my way in . So I'm in the right lane and this dude passes me to the left in a station wagon...want to know what he was doing inside? You do? Cool, cause I want to share it with you. He was BRUSHING HIS TEETH! Ok who does this??? Even if I'm running like super late, I still leave time to brush my teeth. I started cracking up to myself, couldn't believe it! Apparently this clown has some time management issues, so it got me thinkin'...what else might he do on the go? Like does he have a little portable toaster in his car? Could you imagine being next to him on the road and all of a sudden you see two pieces of toast just pop up out of nowhere. Maybe he velcro'd a Mr. Coffee machine to his dashboard, but I was too caught up in the whole teeth thing to catch it. And in case you were wondering, I didn't have time to shower at home, I' just brought a bucket of water and a bar of Zest in the car with me.

Well call me (336-1023) or email me (mike@1023xlc.com) tonight!!! =)

Yours Truly,

Mike Mason

I have a garage, and sometimes I keep my car in it

I got my sideburns waxed a few days ago. Hurt like a mother f*%$ker. Second time I've done this, last time was a few years ago...did the eyebrows.

It all started cause I felt some fuzz going on between the 'brows & I think its about that time to take care of biz. My stylist at the time told me, "Ok, I want to try something today, are you ready for it?". So she lays the whole waxing thing on me, I was totally open to it. I asked her if that was her way of hinting to me that I was starting to look like Bert from Sesame Street. She said no, there was no unibrow action going on (whew). ANYWAY, she finished with my hair and brings me back in this room, all I see is this white chair thing, she instructs me to lay down. I saw a small hole in this table, near the top of it, so being the complete jackass that I am, I laid on the table chest facing down. She has this weird look on her face and starts cracking up. It was one of the moments where you do something & you know you just screwed up & made a total fool out of yourself, it was amusing. So she puts that hot wax on, rips the paper off & I scream out "Kelly Clarkson!".

Long story short (too late for that), it hurt, I shed blood, but walked with away with some nice brows.

Yeah ok, that's about all I got right now...

Talk to you at 7pm! =)

xoxo,
Mike Mason

Drew Carey is a tool bag

..it's true, you know it.

And I miss Bob Barker. Every day at 10:00am is just not the same any more on The Price Is Right. Seriously, how have we survived these past few years?? I know Bob Barker is like a billion years old, but dig the guy back up. I'm tired of seeing some other scrub hand contestants their Plinko Chips. And who else could juggle two showcases like Bob? Maybe someone could do one, but two??

Other favorite games:

Any Number - Classic. You've got the big prize, a crappy one and the dreaded piggy bank. It's so much more fun to watch someone win 47 cents than a car (but not if it's me up there).

Card Game - The one with the oversize, novelty playing cards. I always wanted to see someone pick the card that said "Rules For Draw And Stud Poker".

Clock Game - It's tough to run a 30 second clock while watching some clown run back & forth trying to place the right price on stuff. Bob should purposely trip someone.

Check Game - Huge oversized check, big pen with a feather. Does Bob endorse it after the show? I'd take that thing to my bank's drive thru teller and just stuff it in the tube.

Dice Game - Giant red dice, what else needs to be said. Imagine having five of those for Yahtzee, you'd need a 40 gallon trash can to shake 'em up.

Hole In One - I'd always point & laugh at my t.v. when some idiot would miss the putt really bad. Hasn't everyone played miniature golf before?? There's no windmill in front of you, just putt it & win something already.

Lucky $even - Bob gives you seven dollar bills, you owe him a buck for each digit you are off and you need at least one dollar left over to buy the car. He probably pockets the dollars lost and uses them for the vending machine during commercial break. That'd be funny if you saw a Twix wrapper peering out of his suit jacket..

Punch A Bunch - A giant punchboard revealing dollar amounts behind it. Seriously, what's with the people who take 2 or 3 punches to break paper, go to the gym.

Safe Crackers - Reminds me of Al Capone's vault, except there is more than just dirt and broken glass (but those do sound like fantastic prizes).

Secret X - I don't know, this one always kinda creeped me out. I think it's the design of the X's, very mysterious looking, like they were shipped from China or something and at any time a ninja would come out and grab you. Or you'd hear a gong, then Bob would start talking but his words would be delayed.


There are alot more games, but let's face it...I'm lazy.

Talk to you later! =)

Mike Mason

Blog spelled backwards is golb

Yo yo! Well due to the fact that I didn't want to go an entire YEAR without posting a blog, I'm going to submit one today (actually it's been 10 months & 15 days). I don't even have a topic, I'm just going to sit here, type and see what kind of dumb things spew out...

So Tone Loc was @ Blarney Island in Antioch this past Friday night! Yes, "that" guy...'Wild Thing', 'Funky Cold Medina'...and you most certainly recognize him from his role in the 1993 movie 'Surf Ninas', which also starred comedy greats (by great I mean not so great) Rob Schneider & Leslie Nielsen. This movie is no doubt on your shelf @ home, part of the DVD collection that you're proud to show off to your family & friends. I'm assuming it sits right next to 'From Justin To Kelly', 'Big Momma's House 2', 'Jaws: The Revenge' and the Shaquille O'Neal classic, 'Kazaam'. Who ever thought it was a good idea to let Shaquille O'Neal make a movie? I mean, you've seen his interviews, you've seen his commercials, how would those ever translate in to just an OK movie?? Beleive it or not, people in the movie industry thought it was a good idea to cast him in 10 others. Yes that's correct, Shaquille O'Neal has 11 films to his credit. Who is going to see these? You?? No, you're not. And if you are, then I can't talk to you anymore.

That's about all I got for today, more stupidity tomorrow.

xoxo
Mike Mason