My money is on Bob Barker.

It’s been a few months now that readers have been sending me horrifying pictures of Mike Tyson.  Pictures that haunt my dreams wherein Mike Tyson is running after me with a flock of pigeons flanking him and then he reaches me and he starts yelling at me all, “[sthqueak sthqueak sthqueak sthqueak?  Sthqueak sthqueak!].”  Then [...]

Random n’at

1.  A conversation I overheard during Mariachi Night at Las Velas:
Dennis Roddy of the P-G: “So, she’s a minister’s daughter …”
My father: “Yeah. It’s hard to tell sometimes.”
Me: [GASP!]
My father and Dennis Roddy chatting is a very bad thing.  But not as bad as a short time later when I found my mother at [...]

Random n’at

1.  I’m posting this Random n’at sooner than I had planned because apparently the naked belly of a fat man is enough to get me lots of angry, “YOU ARE SO MEAN!” tweets and more than a few, “I just threw up in my mouth, you big jerkface!” comments.
Poor Casey.  No one wants to see [...]

The Parking Chair Wars heat up

I talked a bit about the Pittsburgh Parking chair over at the Pittsburgh Magazine blog, but let’s dig a little deeper here.
There are a few ways people look at the Pittsburgh Parking Chair:
1.  It’s acceptable in the winter when you’ve spent 3 hours digging your space out, but it’s kind of rude in the warmer [...]

Random n’at

1.  I’m knocking on wood and throwing salt over my shoulder and stabbing this here Marian Hossa voodoo doll right in the crotch as hard as I can, so I can tell you that I’m one of the few lucky homeowners in Pittsburgh whose home has not yet sprung a leak from all of this [...]