Thursday, December 30, 2010

The Washington Express.



The title refers to the bus service that is currently transporting me to New York.

It's the same principal as Bolt Bus, Mega Bus, or any other of the express lines that have grown wildly popular between major east coast cities. 


But why what does Washington Deluxe have overits competitors? 1. It smells like cold campbells chicken noodle soup. 2. A black dude, much like Eddie Murphy as the preacher, with jerry curls galore and a gold 1988 town car to match ushers you onto the bus like its some sort of rocket with its short fuze already lit.

About the worst fake holiday bit, still true.  But when opportunity knocks... or shall I say Derek (same thing, right?)

Google Brian Zoubek.  Derek's friend.  They went to high school together.  Played on same sports teams.  They enjoy the same cuisines; mainly bagel bites or any other Tostino pizza product. They play Mario Cart.  Brian even looks over the fact that Derek's Polish.

You know what else he looks over? Try, everything. 7 foot huge, 2010 NCAA Basketball Champion.

This New Years, we romp around Manhattan for a Happy Zoubs Year.  With new blazer and darkest jeans available to man, we will go were the night takes us.



Somebody has to be eating cold chicken noodle right out of can on this god foresaken bus.

"I hunt da raaats"



Said the contractor. And on that note, to NYC I go.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

'Happy Holidays' is for the terrorists.



Merry Christmas.

My apologies for the blogging sabatical. A few things are running against it.

- I don't want to lose my job. I'm still in the probationary period, so not being signed for offenses related to blogging would be the ultimate in stupidity.

-I don't know what to say. Literally. I'm confused as to what this whole working thing is supposed to be.

-Adam said, Derek's mom gets more comments on a trip to the grocery store than does this blog. Discouraging, yet true. Genevieve can stunt.

-Blogging as anything other a way to let people who want to know how you are and generally care about you is narcissistic.

I could furnish more excuses, but Im going to get off the bus instead.

See you on the other side of the worst of the fake holidays, New Years!


There are many more excuses I could furnish.