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6:20 a.m. - 2005-01-06
Every once in a while, I like to reach into my vast e-mailbag and pull out a few questions that the peons who read this shit must have answered in order to continue functioning in a semi-normal manner. Today is one of those days. If you feel like playing along and answering the questions yourself, do so by responding to each question out loud at your computer. Your co-workers will request you take the rest of the day off if you do it loud enough. Initially, my gut reaction is to say the "Slicing Off The Ear" scene in "Reservoir Dogs". That scene still makes me squirm when I watch it. But then I remember that I once saw the film "I Spit On Your Grave" which opens with an extremely lengthy and violent rape scene that was extremely hard to watch. Third place would go to "Pink Flamingoes" when these trailer trash people are having sex and they decide to put a live chicken between their pelvic bones, pretty much smashing up that chicken really good. That whole movie made me sick. Hmmmm ... this narrows it down a bit because I have no friends. I'd say I'd want Mattie Gee's ability to play guitar. The bitch can pick up a tune rather quickly and has made a comfortable living for himself doing so. Plus, hot chicks show him their boobies when he plays. I'm not exactly sure if that's related to the actual playing of the guitar or the fact that he mouths the words "Show me your boobies" while he's playing. What kind of question is this?? Shit. I dunno. How about the Great Wall Of China from overhead? Happy?!? Oooooo ... toughie. We'll stick with kids I knew before the age of 12. I'd guess I'd want to know how Patti Hamrick is doing. She was my first true crush in the fifth and sixth grade. We went "out" for about a day before I made a fart joke at her expense. She broke up with me on the spot. It was heartbreaking. If I had never made that joke, I truly think we would have persevered. Not really. But it'd be nice to know how she's doing. Gah. I dunno. I don't pay much attention to people's clothes ... I'm too busy mentally undressing them. How lucky she is to have such a great spouse. Her work ethic and book smarts would come in second and third. Y'know ... I have no idea because I have zero desire to ever go to fancy, high-priced places. I never feel as if I get my money's worth when I'm paying $40 for a steak. But I guess I'd say The Olive Room which is a tiny place with overpriced food, snotty employees and a funky decor. I think that slavery has had more negative repercussions than any other thing this country has ever faced. So yeah, I wish there had never been slavery in America. Second, I would have had those asshole amateur pilots chicken out and stay seated on their grungy asses on 9-11. I wouldn't change it much. I'm on the fence about the whole "afterlife" thing anyway. I guess we won't know until we get there ... or don't. Picking up my son from daycare. He's had a long day of playing and he's glad to see his Daddy. Simple. Blood instead of urine. If you discovered a Shakespeare manuscript that no one else had ever seen, what would you do with it? Grab some White-Out, white-out Shakespeare's name on the front page and scrawl "Uncle Bob" in red crayon in its place. Actually, I doubt anyone would pay attention to it then. I guess I'd sell it on Ebay. I had some pretty nifty 4" platform shoes back in '76. I also had some pretty cool concert t-shirts from the '70s that could be considered vintage today. Maybe my KISS Army shirt. I dunno. Didn't we already cover the fact that I'm not really into fashion? I never found "The Carol Burnett Show" all that funny. The smell of freshly cut green peppers remind me of going to my Aunt Rosie's on Saturday nights and making our own pizzas while we watched "Bonanza" as kids. I think a videotape of George W. snorting coke off a male prostitute's ass finding its way onto prime time CNN would make me giggle. Letting me merge in front of them in traffic while battling a horrific case of diarrhea. Another toughie. I pretty much respect my Mom. Getting drunk at my sister's wedding and confessing to my Mom that I have had two threesomes in my life was pretty stupid. Even more stupid because her best friend and sister were sitting at the table at the time I dropped that bomb. "Come fix this flat tire for me while I stand behind you with my arms folded across my chest." A drummer in a band I sang with in college once told me that I sounded like Robin Zander from Cheap Trick. That always stuck with me. Sinbad (the comedian, not the swashbuckling pirate) once told me I was very funny and would go far in the comedy business. He was wrong. Ray Charles told me that he enjoyed my interview with him and that I asked several questions he had never been asked. I think I popped a woody when he told me that. You guys got cable up there?
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