I was just saying to my friends, I'm tired of lettuce and tomato hamburgers in this town that don't "quite make it" (and I think you know EXACTLY what I mean by that, don't you Good Burger?!). And then I saw this commercial today! A beacon from heaven, here from God to show me the true path of sandwich enlightenment!
We're not talking Mac Tonight or Ronald ice skating or the weird Birdie and Grimace commercials, we're talking about keeping your hot hot (mmmm, I LOVE a hot bun soaked with grease, it's the "good soggy") and your cool cool (it's appalling to think of the garbage filled with warm, limp veggies).
By the way, great idea putting the cheese on the "cool" side. Nothing I like better than a firm piece of government grade dairy stuck completely unmelted between veggies.
Thank you McDonalds! You've read my mind once again!
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
It's here: the NEW McDLT!
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
The New Super Bowl Shuffle
Okay, it happened. I can't believe it, but my Colts won the Super Bowl!
My team (of any sport, any level), hasn't won anything since 1987--
I don't know how to feel. The euphoria isn't there. I took the obligatory pictures of myself in front of the television with the final score posted right after the game. I accepted the congratulations from friends and co-workers here in
I realize why. I'm not a live-vicarious kind of guy. I don't want to watch my teams win; I want to win it myself. I want to be the big gamer. I want to be the one who works hard and achieves greatness. Instead I'm a nacho eater. A party goer. A fan.
That's the difference between sports and comedy. I'll never be anything more than a fan in sports. In comedy, I'm a player. I love, respect, and admire those who came before me, but I fully expect to meet them on that plane.
Maybe someday I'll get to meet the President--any president--because I'm the Super Bowl champion of comedy.