DLD 2/8/10: Statue of Bud Selig to be erected in Milwaukee

I think the diapering of statues should be more widespread than just Grants Pass, Oregon.

My 3rd Annual Super Bowl poker tournament went well. We had 25 players and a bunch of other stragglers. I did not win or place, but I had 10-6 offsuit seven times in one hour. That’s pretty amazing, right?

While we waited for the tourney to end, the early knockouts watched the game and played liars’ dice. I won the first three games, then in the fourth, I was heads-up with all five dice left against a guy with two left, and I lost five straight passes for the defeat.

Then, the guy who won the tourney got too drunk and lost most of it back in the cash game, which is nice.

I broke even on poker in the end, and got late night super nachos on the way home from El Forastero (one of the Adalberto’s/Carolina’s/El Mexicano style taquerias in a converted ex-Taco Bell)

I like Letterman and the Coke ad.

like Leno had been in a fight (his hair was all kinds of crazy). The Snicker’s one made me lol, especially after certain comments here on AN. So timely. The Docker’s commercial seemed very appropo as well. It was almost like they had been reading the blog.

and I was confused at first. I thought, “Huh? I thought the Super Bowl was on,” but then I realized it was the Coke ad.

Right after that was a Monster.com commercial where some sort of rodent was a fiddler but he typed “violinist” in at the website. That irritated me, because fiddling is a very fine art and any fiddler worth his shit would call himself a fiddler, not a violinist. To call a fiddler a violinist is an insult to both fiddlers AND violinists.

A man comes over to his house to meet the boy’s Mom for a date. The guy is checking out the Mom and talking to the kid when the kid slaps him across the face. “Don’t touch my Momma, and don’t touch my Doritos”.

It was much better than the other Doritos commercial of the guy “buried alive” in a casket full of chips, it was lame.

How many freaking Doritos and Bud Light commericals were there anyways? 3 each?

Selig’s got Mr. Burns’ disease, and he’s NEVER EVER GONNA DIE!

hell Bloom and I have done that during a game.

Forgot the link.

http://www.rotoworld.com/content/playerpages/player_main.aspx?sport=MLB&id=2312

Granted, citing Rotoworld is a bit like citing the Reader’s Digest, so the original’s here:

http://fullcount.weei.com/sports/boston/baseball/red-sox/2010/02/04/garciaparra-not-ready-to-retire/

Holy Shit!

that I send all these slanders of my man Wilford to him and his mustache is looking for payback.

two words.

Master Baker.

Not that I would know about that, or anything.

what happened to the romance?

Daddy and I want you to know that what you’re doing is OK. It’s normal and all boys do it. But it’s something that’s private, so that’s why it’s not appropriate to always be talking about it in public.

Do you understand?

I immediately thought – Selig! you bastard! I don’t know yet how he managed to grow those root balls right in the middle of our sewer line, but when I find out…

I give him a D.

The rest of them were F’s or worse.

I was wondering, could elaborate on Selig and Milwaukee?

One of my first reactions to this story was a question about Selig’s worthiness based solely on his tenure as owner. Obviously, one can’t ignore his time as commissioner, but if Selig is a local hero than he should be honored with a local statue. Seems like he’s well loved as an owner. If he deserves bronze immortality for his Brewers days, I don’t see anything bad enough in his record as commissioner that warrants denying Brewers fans the statue.

Downside is you’re going to hell if you believe in it.

It’s sexy to have physical peculiarities that are weird but not actually unattractive.