Listen, I love skateboarding, I suck at it but I do appreciate it. There needs to be more spots around the city for skateboarders to do their thing. But when a Boston cop tells you to screw…do yourself a favor…don’t argue. I know you all …
Wow…life sucks for the New Kids huh? It must suck getting paid to live on a ship for a week with 4000 women who paid to go on vacation with you. I’m trying to think if I would pay to go on a cruise with …
From what I’m told, I was was so excited when my younger brother came home from the hospital that I tried to feed him a powdered donut. I literally jammed a powdered donut in his face. I mean what says love like making your 2 day old brother look like a cocaine addict.
So this kid named Boston is excited about his new brother Brady as well. He decided to sing to his new baby brother on the way home from the hospital. I’m totally passing judgement here but If I could speak for Brady I would guess it go would go something like “Take it easy there unibrow, your f*cking killing my new ears”.
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File under general cuteness…
Pops and I have always had a unique relationship. He has always been my biggest critic, my biggest fan and even my worst enemy. As you grow older you start to understand your father’s dynamics a little more. You realize that he truly was looking out for your best interests and that he wasn’t just being a pr*ck. More times than not the love he sent my way was of the tough variety. In retrospect I’m glad he was tough on me. It’s given me the ability to cut through the BS I have experienced in life and my career. I have been known not to sugarcoat things and cut to the core of a problem….whether socially or technically. I love my pops for that…not really sure he realizes how he’s enriched my life….but he has.
Now pops wasn’t perfect, he certainly made mistakes…he had bad days like us all. It wasn’t easy raising 3 boys working a blue collar job. Pops also passed on to us boys the ability to bust balls. And those moments where we thought he was being passive aggressive towards us for no fault of our own…we were able to fire back with massive effect. OMG could we get under his skin….
(Disclaimer : This is not Pops and I in the picture)
Enter this dad from Southie….apparently he taught his boy the finer points of ball busting so well…it blew up in the poor guys face one night…. his son recorded a provoked exchange… and it then made a nationally syndicated radio show….Opie and Anthony.
There’s some serious language here….but it’s hilarious.
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Happy Fathers Day…Love you Pops!
So I make the trek down to Braintree this evening to wish my God daughter a very happy birthday at Plaster Fun Time. Turning 4 is a pretty big deal and it was fun to watch a table full of little Dot Rats absolutely wreck …
Remember when the plane crashed into the 3 houses on Lonsdale street? I remember walking down the next morning and seeing all of the siding melted off the surrounding houses. Here’s some great video from that night on June 27th 1987. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DFWBAm56mH0&feature=related]
