TIME TO GO SHOPPIN'

My wife and her sister decided this past Saturday was the perfect day to go on a 7 hour shopping marathon. It would've been. Except that there was a blizzard. With 3 shopping days to go, I'll be venturing to the malls today to begin my annual rite of passage, "Holiday Shopping the Week of Christmas". To be honest though, I actually like waiting to almost the last minute. There's a lot more holiday spirit in the air then say, August...when a certain PST Wake-UP Crew co-host is essentially done her shopping. Yup. Nothing like wrapping up a set of wine glasses by the pool. To be honest, I've already ordered a few gifts online, so technically today won't be the start...but it will be my first physical venture into the mob. Deck the Halls!
When do you begin your shopping?

WORST SURVIVOR FINALE...EVER

Spoiler alert.

Okay, Natalie walks away with 7 votes to Russel's 2. Russel arguably played the game as good as, or better than any Survivor contestant to date. Sure he was an egotistical jerk at times, but he backed it. Found 2 immunity idols without a single clue and pulled the strings for the entire 39 days.

Natalie sat there and did what Russel told her to.

How does that warrant $1million? Hurt feelings or not, the jury needs to separate the game from real life, and their hurt feelings. Grow up and vote accordingly. They didn't this time. Maybe when Russel returns for the next All Star edition, they will.

What do you think?

MOTHER NATURE WINS

Today I am a defeated man. No, not because I'll most likely be in the hospital with a hernia or pierced spleen after shoveling snow this weekend. I would welcome that instead of the shame I wear today...wear in the form of...a coat.

Yes. Coat.

For you see, until this morning I was firmly engaged in my annual battle with ...you know, what's her name. Right around late October or early November, I usually lose the first round of our epic war. I surrender to the elements, and sadly pack up my shorts for the winter. However, coats at this point are still unthinkable.

Sure, there may be a day here and there that a light something or other is necessary. But once the "coat" comes out, that means it won't go back until the following spring. The final nail is in the coffin of FALL. Curse you Mother Nature! You've already killed Summer, isn't that enough!

Kahhhhhhnnnnn!!!!

I man, "Mother Nature!!!!"

Heat Miser, we need you now more then ever, my friend.

JERSEY IDIOTS

Have you seen it, have you seen it? The latest non-music sensation to ooze from that journalistic icon we know as MTV...Music Television. "Jersey Shore". The show follows 4 Guidos (their term, not mine) and 4 Guidettes (also their term) as they're paired up in a Jersey Shore apartment. In return, the empty heads (my term, not theirs)have to slave away at a t-shirt store on the boardwalk, all while they dodge life's many obstacles...i.e. throwing up, cheating on your boyfriend and getting into bar fights while out with our friends. During the episode I saw, they failed at all three. Who doessn't love it when a girl promisses her boyfriend she won't cheat while away from home, and does it on the (wait for it)...very first night! Look, is it crap tv? Absolutely. Is it entertaining? Yes. This reality trash is better then the other reality trash, because we go into it knowing the only possible outcome is for these sex craved morons to come off looking like the one dimensional idiots they are. I love it! Who doesn't feel a little nostalgic for the time when the most important thing on your mind was whether you might ever get a little action? I think many of us used to be just a little like them when I we were 15. Even though their not. They range from 21 to 27 (The Situation). Brainless fun. Break out the beer funnel and let's watch.