There’s no excuse for this. Especially not in 2010. Why does seating with obstructed views still exist? (Yankee Stadium, Citifield, others)
Are stadium and arena architects really this stupid?
You’d think if millions, possibly billions of dollars went into a project, that all seats would come with a view of the entire playing surface included.
I can’t wait until there’s obstructed view seating at the movie theater. “Sorry, the only available seats for the 8:30 show are obstructed view”
I’d love to watch the left half of a movie.
Maybe this is more of an L.A. thing, but then again, maybe not. Quite often I’ll be sitting in my car in a long line of cars in traffic.
Perhaps there are two lanes heading in each directions. In between lanes, homeless people will often walk in between the cars seeking out donations.
This is when I roll up my window, because I’m a complete asshole. Well, it’s not that I’m a complete asshole, it’s that I have the right to pick and choose when I want to help out humanity.
Anyway, it’s highly dangerous to walk in between cars in the midst of traffic. What’s more dangerous you ask? Walking in between cars in traffic, WHILE CARRYING A CAT.
Must this woman have also put an animal’s life at risk? Jeez.
Can’t these people just beg for money at the 3rd Street Promenade in Santa Monica or at Hollywood/Highland like normal vagabonds?
STAY OUT OF TRAFFIC.
Since late August I’ve been on a bit of a health and fitness kick. Honestly, it’s more than a “kick” at this point. It’s my fucking lifestyle.
Sure my diet isn’t perfect, and I don’t work out 3 hours every day, but I think if I stick pretty close to what I’ve been doing, and remain consistent enough, I can live a very long and satisfying life in terms of my overall health.
I haven’t cut out all bad foods. Of course not. I love eating crap. It tastes wonderful. The key is to eat this stuff sparingly.
Anyway, I’m the one who makes the conscious choice to eat badly, or “take a day off,” so to speak. However, often I’ll be around other people when I make this announcement.
“I’m going to be bad now.” Or I’ll say something like, “I deserve to be bad.”
This is when those around me have to remind me I’m a heterosexual man. Whatever, I absorb ideas and attitudes from all over our culture, and if guilt over bad eating is something prevalent in the homosexual community, then so be it.
I don’t care!
Sometimes I get shocked by the electrical outlet….
…..it tells me unbelievable things.
For the most part, it’s good to adhere to the old lesson “Don’t judge a book by it’s cover.”
In addition (this goes more for kids), but it’s a good idea that you “Don’t talk to strangers.”
But what happens when there’s a direct conflict between these two philosophies?
In Home Alone, Kevin McAllister is initially frightened by his creepy old neighbor, but eventually realizes that the old man has a heart of gold.
Please. Life is all about choices, and the smart choice should be to avoid the creepy old man. Sure, the old man might actually turn out to be nice too in real life, — but one has to weigh risk vs. reward.
In other words, “Don’t talk to strangers” supersedes “Don’t judge a book by it’s cover” —— especially for kids trying to avoid potential child molesters.
Growing up I did have some white sneakers, but more often than not my sneakers had logos/designs on them. What I’m saying is that I’ve never really owned pure white sneakers.
My mom always told me, “White sneakers never stay clean.” Other times she was more straight forward, “You are a slob and you’ll never take care of them.”
Well, before Halloween 2009, I decided to dress as Jerry Seinfeld (which was a costume that received mixed reviews).
Part of the outfit is wearing white sneakers, which I purchased particularly for Halloween. Since Halloween, I’ve worked these sneakers into my regular rotation of footwear (I own more pieces of footwear than most women….ok I don’t)
The point is this —- I’ve managed to keep these sneakers in pretty damn good shape through regular shining-ups.
Don’t ever doubt me again Mom!
Physical fitness is something I deeply value, so it often comes up as a subject in conversation.
Bozzzy and I often refer to having a “V-shaped groin, ” which is an ideal shape for that region of a man. (For the record, I suppose I often have even weirder conversations, so you might has well disregard any weirdness here. There’s nothing wrong with 2 secure heterosexual men discussing their groins.)
Anyway, I asked him how would one improve a V-shaped groin? Like, what letter would come after V? Bozzzy replied, “W.”
“How could you have a W-shaped groin?”
Only Siamese twins are capable of achieving such a fitness goal.
Last night I asked my sister and Steve what they thought of the smell of Brut. My sister basically said I smell like a grandpa.
Steve said Brut is perfect for attracting girls with “daddy issues.”
I replied, “No. Grandaddy issues!”
Wow. All within one day……
First I’m picking up pizza at this place in Van Nuys, CA. I look up at the menu in the place, and realize they don’t offer baked ziti. I ask the employee there, “Do you guys make baked ziti?” He looks at me as if I’m speaking a different language. “What’s baked ziti?” he asks.
I guess that’s what you get when you have a MexicanArmenianPolishGermanRussian or any other non-Italian L.A. people making Italian food.
When I brought the pizza back to work, shortly thereafter I boasted, “Man, I could really eat another pie.”
That is when I was told how uncommon it is for pizza to referred to as a “pie,” or a “pizza pie.”
I try not to be one of these snobbish NY’ers when it comes to eating food in L.A., but I swear sometimes I feel like this town exists on another planet.
Anytime two guys are playing pool, and one of ‘em reaches for the bridge, undoubtedly the other will immediately give him (me) shit.
“You’re using the bitchstick!?” This is likely what will be heard. In all the years that I’ve been playing pool, I’ve heard the term bitchstick used countless times, but never really have received a solid explanation to as why it’s so horrible to use this useful tool.
It’s not like only 1 person can use it in a game.
So guys, I urge you — if you feel the need to use the bridge, don’t hesitate. And if your opponent gives you a hard time, take that bitchstick and smack them right in the face with it.
