We’re a week away from one of the single greatest sporting events of the year – The Masters. From what I saw Tiger do this past weekend at the Arnold Palmer invitational, it’s no surprise that he’s the favorite to win. You could cut his arm off and he’d still be the favorite to win. GB and I are headed down there next weekend. I can’t wait – $1 sandwiches, $1.50 beers. What else could you ask for? I hope the weather’s good.
Even though it’s way cooler and hipper now to shun this movie and it’s success, I still think it’s f**king rad. I loved it and will continue to love it when I buy it on DVD tonight. You should too. It won Best Picture (duh!) and has a super hot babe in it that I’d like to get to know a little better. Check it out.
For the love of God please let the boy dance!
I know I’ve posted this before but I couldn’t get the tune out of my head this past weekend. I think they’re onto something in Montgomery. Enjoy.
You know why I can post a badass picture of a tiger jumping through fire? Because I can. I’m Chet Hondo. I can do whatever the f**k I want. That’s not completely true but I can do whatever the f**k I want in my insignificant space here in cyberspace. So enjoy this badass picture of a tiger jumping through fire. Hopefully it will bring you some good luck through your week. I know it has for me.
I loved her in I Love You, Man. My roommate tells me she’s in the Office or was in the Office, but I don’t watch the Office so that doesn’t help. I just hope she does more movies. Can you imagine dating her? Her father is Quincy Jones. He pretty much made Michael Jackson’s career and a bunch of other entertainers. I’d probably s**t myself at the dinner table.
I have no idea who this guy is but Madonna just dumped him. He looks ridiculous – like he has a raccoon on his head that stays in place because of his hat. His name is Jesus Luz. Luz must be spanish for douche. I know she’s Madonna and has a killer bod for 60 but come on, Jesus, Vanilla Ice has been there. Gross.
I just got some badass tickets to see U2 in Chicago in September. I’m taking GB with me. She has no idea what she’s in for. I probably could have chosen a more exciting U2 song to post but since GB lives out of town it kind of makes sense.
Here’s another one for yo’ ass: