I have decided in the next few days / week, I will endure on an all party pizza diet. I will start by eating only the triple cheese variety, unless it gets to repetitious, then may introduce other flavors, but still keeping with the party pizza brand. There aren’t really any rules, just eat a party pizza when hungry. Oh, and I can still drink bewze whenever I want . I’m not trying to gain weight, but just to see if this diet really effects my life in any way, and for Deano, It’s only for fun. Let’s see how long I can go. (“that’s what she said”) ha

I was lucky enough to get a free ticket to the 1st game regular season game in Lucas Oil Stadium. Even though the colts lost, it was still a stellar time. Tailgating for 7 hrs. prior to gametime, seeing numerous buddies at different intervals of the day, & of course, dedicating this post to ‘Merica! I speak for the rest of the joe mayo’s apt. crew in saying, we love ‘Merica, so have another brew & toast to the greatest country on this crazy spinnin globe! WHEW!!!

Besides raining constantly, carb day was pretty fun for all.. as you can see I caught a pic of a couple massive beasts in full swing.. sorry for partyin’..

Well the family was in town tonight so that usually means a trip to Carrabba’s.  I enjoy Carrabba’s, I really do, it’s probably in my top 3 Italian restaurants I go to here in Naptown.  Can you guess the other 2?

Anywho, I go with my standard Veal Marsala tonight despite the fact that mushrooms give me a case of the BG’s.  However, once the food arrives, I am befuddled.  I remember just as recently as a few months ago that you got 3 fairly good sized cutlets.  This time around, I received maybe half of that.  I didn’t complain because I’m too big of a pussy in restaurants.  Like they say in the movie Waiting, “never fuck with the people that serve you food!”

Now I don’t know if this is a response to our piss poor economy but cut me some fucking slack.  Do I have to deal with this in all aspects of life now?  If I go to a strip club for a dollar dance, do I only get one tittie in my face with the other one covered up the young girl’s hand?  Half poured berrs at the bar from now on?  I will fucking riot if this continues to happen. 

And for those that have something against eating young cows or meat for that matter, you are a knob and have no idea what you’re missing.  It’s tender, it’s delicious and it’s good for you.

Since you had to look at the ugliness that is the back of my head.  Here’s a coed from mine and Joe Mayo’s favorite team for the next 6 days.

I went to get a haircut last Saturday before Easter.  I went to my usual Sport Clips but apparently everyone had the same idea I did because it was an hour and half wait.  So I had a decision to make.  Do I say fuck it and leave the hair or do I go to the barber shop literally 150 feet from my house and risk getting the standard barber shop haircut (crew cut).  I chose, the later and I got much more than your standard crew.  What you see below is the back of this mess.  Unfortunately, the pictures don’t do the absolute awfulness of this haircut justice.  So here’s the lesson kids, if you walk into a barbershop and the man behind the chair looks older than 75, all equipment was bought in 1961 and is still there, immediately turn around and run away.

Apparently she is the new WWE Diva going by the name of Kelly Kelly (no shit, I couldn’t make this up if I tried).   Kids nowadays have it so easy it makes me sick.  They get wrestling four times a week with all kinds of lingerie and bra/panty matches with these buxom 20 year olds.  Back in my day, we were cutting out the underwear pages of the JC Penney catalog and hiding them in my closet.  Yeah like my mom didn’t find them the first fucking day I was gone at school and completely ruin all future plans.

Did I mention that I’m a big fan of the Pussycat Dolls?  Any girl group that takes their band name seriously enough to show me their sausage wallets is good in my book. 

More pics here http://www.blogowogo.com/blog_article.php?aid=1358340&t=8

Well there were no real surprises over the weekend in the NCAA.  I’m still not sure what Davidson was thinking on the last play of the game.  You’re having your best player, who is a SHOOTING guard, bring up the ball instead of his bread and butter, which is receiving the ball after running off screens.  Now we have to go another year before we see Dell Curry’s wife again.  Way to go Stephen, look at what you came out of.  Seriously though, when did we start pronouncing Stephen as Steffen?  This ain’t France, this is ‘Merica, and here in the good ‘ol USA, we say Steven.

On a side note, we here at Joe Mayo will be rooting for the Heels from here on out.  Both Deano and myself are set to make a few bones next weekend if the Heels take it all.  You best believe that there will be celebratory dranks involved and you can join us at Moe & Johnny’s for some Jagey bombs on us. 

Especially if you look like our favorite Tar Heel fan.  As mikespace would say, PHEW!!

I’ve been on a big minesweeper kick the past week or so, & tonight, I beat a game that only comes around once in…two lifetimes. I challenge you to “attempt” to beat this score of 5 seconds, which ironically is the same amount of time I last in the ring w/ Mr. Dream on NES punch out… make me some sleep!