Funky Boy

Aphrodisiac or not, I'm not eating them.

Thank you.

Do you know the book, Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day ? It is a kid's book. The title tells it all. First of all, I get a flat tire on my way to help a guy move. My spare was flat too. Yeah, my fault. So I park my car, grabbed a taxi, get my spare fixed, and help my friend. Popped on the subway back to my car. I was parked too long when I got back there. Got two tickets. Helping the guy move. That's cool, but all day up and down stairs carrying boxes. Man, I'm not as young as I was. My back hurts, my arms are sore, and my left calf thinks it needs a massage. My calf is wrong. My whole body needs a massage. Meanwhile, never talk baseball. Damn, I love baseball. I watch every game I can. I played a lot when I was little, and love tossing it around now. So I talk a little ball with my friend in Detroit. A few e-mails and he gives me shit for asking about Justin Verlander. I grew up in Detroit. Love the Tigers. I like the Yankees too. Verlander...

I decided to answer Nicholas D. Kristof's question on Facebook. Here's the Times story about Greg Mortenson and his schools. I find this whole issue heart-breaking. I've visited his schools and really admired the way they were set up. Greg does some great work, no question. But these allegations are very serious, and they need direct answers and better, detailed answers. Your thoughts?  Some guy  Frederick Lang commented. I get what he means but I do not agree. What I said: I can't buy Frederick Lang's view, "This man may be flawed, but his vision certainly is an inspiration." If the guy is full of bullshit, no matter how good his goal is, he is still full of bullshit. Some guy hoodwinked Oprah, who peddled the bullshit unknowingly. How many newspapers have published incredible stories only to learn the reporter made up the people he interviewed? Bullshit artists have worked for the best of newspapers. Jayson Blair. Rick Bragg. Stephen Glass. Gerald Pos...

How Can You Have Any Pudding If You Don't Eat Your Meat?! Roger Waters On Conan The album still rocks. The Wall

I have the baseball itch. Bad. Come on. Get your mitts, grab a ball, I'll bring a few bats. Let's hit around. John Fogerty - Centerfield

Naw, there's no way to sum up people that nicely. There are two kinds of people, even if there are kinds than that. You got yer doers, and you got yer complainers. Now, any of you reading right now know ahead of time I don't play that politically correct chitter chatter water cooler nonsense. No, mam. Doers are Ass Movers You see, those doers, we love 'em. Chuck Norris, see, he's a doer. But he's got a roundhouse kick that not everyone has got. I don't. But the real doers are the ones who ain't working with roundhouse kicks. I'm going to call them, "Ass Movers" because they move their ass. Why do we like Chuck? He never loses it, never complains. He just goes and gets it done. When there's trouble, he moves his ass, see? There is this old guy down the hall from me. I never can remember his name. He's gotta be in his 70s, but he isn't waiting for death that's for damn sure. Still is working somewhere. Then I see him aro...