A restaurant observation

My wife and I love breakfast. And when we've got time, like on the weekends, our restaurant of choice is The Original Pancake House. We started going when we lived in Las Vegas and we were more than happy to find one here in the DC area. Great service and even better food. You're guaranteed to leave the place full. But what if you're not full? This question hit me this morning and I wondered: why can't you order dessert at a breakfast place?

Why is that during breakfast the server doesn't ask if you'd be interested in dessert? Maybe I'm in the mood for a warm apple crisp or some chocolate cake. A little ice cream would be nice. Of course, if you manage to eat everything on your plate and ask for dessert you're looking like the pudgy kid in the below post. On second thought, I'll skip the dessert.

This is your future, America

According to some statistics I made up, 2/3 of American adults are overweight and 1/3 of those are obese. What gives? I don't want to hear about genes and being big boned. I've got a big bone and it hasn't affected my weight one bit! What's the deal, though? It's a further example of how we're going down the toilet. At the building I work I see people ride the elevator vice taking a flight of stairs to go up one floor. And when I see these idiots it's obvious the most working out they ever do is on the toilet trying to pinch a loaf. These are the same people who I have seen stand in front of the automatic doors even if they're broken. They stand there staring at the thing and walk to the other set of doors rather than pulling open a door like the old days. They're also the same folks who would rather drive around the parking lot for hours looking for that really close spot rather than parking in one of the spots in the back. I guess they save me the trouble of having to give one of these fatties mouth-to-mouth, which is much appreciated.

These are the same people who didn't have video games or grew up with an Atari 2600 like me. But even then there was so much more shit to do outside. Playing with toy guns in the woods (which society thinks is wrong for some reason), pick up baseball/football/basketball games, the jungle gym, riding bikes, etc. Unless you want your kid to end up being forklifted out of their house when they're 30 (which is in this little girl's future), kick their ass out of the house, make some friends and go play!

Has hit rock bottom and begun to dig

If you've been anywhere near a news channel you've seen that Britney Spears was in some kind of standoff with cops after refusing to turn her kids over to K Fed's posse. There are reports she was high on drugs and tried to commit suicide. This no-talent ass clown's demise is like Michael Jackson's except that dude had some talent.

Of course all of the talk shows are trying to determine what has gone wrong and if this is an epidemic among our young teen Hollywood stars. What these people have forgotten is the only thing Americans like more than an underdog story is watching a successful person crash and burn. It's American as apple pie!

BCS blows a bit this year

While normally a good idea to gather all the necessary facts before giving your opinion, I'm going to go with what I normally do and go off the little bit of information I have and reserve the right to change my mind later when I realize I might be wrong.

I'd say I was doing pretty good with my opinion of this year's BCS bowls. There were some great early games with a lot of close match ups and last-second victories. It was looking like a good day, but things seemed to go downhill after Auburn's great overtime victory over Auburn East (you may know it as Clemson). There were some great early games with the Outback and Capital One Bowls being great wins for the SEC. Of course Arkansas decides to lay a serious egg against Mizzou. Then we get to the BCS games and suddenly it was boring game after boring game. USC destroys the Illini in the Rose Bowl, Georgia dominates Hawaii in the Sugar, and West Virginia easily takes care of Oklahoma in the Fiesta. All three games were snoozers by halftime.

And then Kansas decides to actually play like someone who was worthy of being in the BCS by beating a very game Virginia Tech. I thought Mizzou belonged in the BCS ahead of the Jayhawks, but these games are about money and KU travels better. They took an early 14-point lead and VT battled back to get down by three. Some uncharacteristic special teams blunders prevented them from getting closer than three points and they lost 24-21. Let's hope I'm wrong and Monday night's BCS national title game is competitive and not the snooze fest we had last year.

It's the start of a new year

Yesterday marked the beginning of the 2008 PGA Tour season, which means looking forward to watching some golf Thursday and Friday night and catching the weekend action. It's a good thing after having to endure some of the silly season events to end the year (lots of crap after the Target World Challenge). The start of a new season also serves as a reminder I've got the wrong job. Who the hell wouldn't want to spend a couple of weeks prior to the Mercedes Benz Championship practicing?

My resolution for this year is to find a way to work as hard as necessary and maximize my salary. I don't know if that's going to come from winning the lottery (got my fingers crossed) or suddenly being able to play tour-caliber golf, but it's got to happen. Having had the last 9 days off has made me realize how great sitting on my ass for hours on end truly is. Maybe I'll try a get rich quick seminar or order information on starting my own home-based business. If anybody knows someone rich who is willing to give me a couple million dollars to get started I would appreciate it and provide an autographed picture of my dog.

I've been published

I wasn't going to bring this up because I'm a pretty subdued guy. It's not like me to talk about myself or my accomplishments. However, I know at some point this blog would pay off and word would get around about my skillz--that's right. Skillz with a Z. Someone was paying attention to my knowledge of golf and decided I should be highlighted in Jason Sobel's ESPN blog, which you can read here. To all the people who have been with me from the beginning, don't worry. I'll still be passing along my little nuggets of wisdom. Just don't be surprised if I start charging you. You're dismissed.

Anybody catch New Year's Rockin' Eve?

Did anybody watch any of ABC's coverage of the countdown festivities? If you did you saw Dick Clark back up there doing his thing. And I've got one weird to describe it: sad. That was just way too weird for me and I didn't watch for long. It was like staring at a bad car wreck. Should he even be up that late or was he in some kind of cryogenic state up until a few hours prior when he was thawed out? All I kept thinking was, "I hope he doesn't have another stroke." Gross, dude.