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Hilarious Donald Rumsfeld Animation…That’s All

Posted by pacmanxu on March 3, 2010

Sometimes I run across something hilarious that probably most people wouldn’t normally see in their daily traverse through the internet.  This is one of those times.  It has no relevance to anything, but is just too funny not to share with the world.  Whoever did this was a genius…in my mind, anyway.  I guarantee you’ll watch this sequence at least 5 times before moving on.  Tell all your friends.

A man of many talents

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Reds Fest With Brian.

Posted by George Herron on December 5, 2009

Brian and Miranda with thee 90 Reds

We knew what we were in for.  Or did we?  Or did I?  Normally anytime I try to take Brian anywhere, he tends to be an over all pain in the ass.  A hilarious pain in the ass, but a pain none the less!  But being a glutton for punishment I keep going back for more.  Tonight we would head to Reds Fest.  Would Brian and I tangle in hilarity?

Tonight would be a new challenge.  A few new challenges.  My normal wingman, Jesy, was babysitting.  It was me and “The” Kevin Greene.  With Jesy, roles are established.  Jesy immediately assumes the mom role.  Shepherding, herding, rounding-up, steering, and directing.  My only real job is point man.  My head is on a swivel.  I am keeping track, making sure they are all there.  What would happen with Kevin?  Someone would have to assume the mom role, could both of us assume some of the mole roles to make it less weird, please?

Highlights:

  • Miranda commandeering my radio and jamming out to Beyonce.  Brian was hating life.  Not so much a Beyonce fan, but the louder he protested the higher Miranda turned up the radio.  Are we sure they’re not married?
  • Kevin was driving I was shotgun and the love birds were in the back.  Suddenly Brian’s phone goes off.  Have you ever heard it?  Let’s just say that if the defibrillator doesn’t work they try Brian’s ring tone.  The neighbors complain every time Brian gets a text.  My neighbors.  Then Brian exclaims, ” I’m right here!  Just talk to me!  Duh!  Geesh, right?”  Miranda had text him, who knows what, probably something cute, and Brian gets goofy!  Of course.  He’s so dramatic that William Shatner is telling him to tone it down.
  • We had to follow some 90-year-old man through about three stories of a parking garage.  Slow enough that the needle wasn’t even registering.  He finally finds “the” spot and takes on the most painful parking spectacle I have ever seen.  We had to wait for old man river to do his 63 point turn, into a space that could not possibly leave him or anyone else a way out of the car.  We then traveled literally 30 feet up a ramp to the Oasis of parking.  There were miles of parking spots.  Amazing.
  • As we are walking down the stairs in the parking garage, what do we discover?  A half bottle of Mad Dog 20/20.  You know that malt liquor that all Freshman in college drink because it tastes different from beer and it’s cheap.  Well this trip was certainly off to an auspicious start.

That is what we call a "bum's diet."

  • Miranda and Brian got to hug/high five every mascot except Mr. Red.  Rosie; check.  Mr. Redlegs; check.  Gapper; check.  BTW, did anyone know that Gapper makes this strange whistling noise?  After about 3 minutes around him I want to punch him in the throat.

SHUT UP YOU NOISY BASTARD!

  • Miranda took some cuts in the batting cages.  She was just a bit late on the swings, but if you would have given her about 5 more pitches I think she would have got one.  She was pretty close on her last attempt.  The best part was she could have stood in there all day and missed every single one and been happy as a clam.  Brian didn’t want to try it.  I think the balls were coming in to fast for Brain to see and it made him nervous (Please refrain from any sexual jokes, even though I know after the last sentence you all are chomping at the bit.)
  • Miranda rooted through the bag that they gave us when we entered and found a Reds skull-cap.  She put it on and loved it.  I don’t think any one in that building was happier than Miranda the minute she put it on.  She had the BIGGEST smile on her face and was in Heaven.
  • We watched some of the celebrity whiffle ball home run derby.  Chris Valaika was the clear and away winner.  But that wasn’t the interesting part, that would be Frank Marzullo trying to bat.  As he approached the plate in his wingtips and clearly too nice of clothes to be at Reds Fest he started to empty his pockets of all his stuff, like that was somehow going to help.  I looked at Kevin and said, “one.”  After a couple practice swing I knew I was WAY off.  Kevin laughed and said, “Ummmmm, none.”  yeah I should have waited, he swung a bat like any stereotyped gay guy in a movie.  It was like he had never picked up a bat before in his life.  I am going to go out on a limb and guess that he is never asked to participate on the company softball team.
  • Brian got served, by his girlfriend.  When it came to the ball toss Miranda scored three or four balls in the home run slot.  Brian…goose egg.  Two things to note.  After Miranda threw what seemed like the 20th ball I asked the volunteer how many balls they were supposed to get.  His answer was a simple shoulder shrug.  I was like dude, if you  don’t stop her she will do this all night, and she would have.  Now for Brian’s turn it is important to note that there is no real strategy with Brian, he just got up there and started launching the balls like he was throwing from the warning track at Great American.  I tried telling Brian to slow it down and actually aim, but that was just a waste of my breath.  I think Brian was trying to impress the lady friend.
  • After witnessing Brian’s complete misunderstanding of that game I decided to have them try the speed pitch, right up Brian’s alley.  Between the two of them only one pitch actually registered on the speed gun.  Brian’s 27 mile an hour heater.  I think it hit the umpire in the head, but we got a number!  Needless to say I don’t think either of them will be starting for the Reds next year.  But they had fun.

Things I learned:

  • Miranda still hasn’t learned that Brian moves slower than molasses in January.  We walked in and Miranda took off.  She was just wandering aimlessly checking out anything and everything.  Meanwhile Kevin is trying to pull Brian along as a slight jog.  Eventually we learned just that I should lead, try to contain Miranda and Brian in the middle and have Kevin herding in the back.  That system seemed to get us through pretty well, unless Miranda saw something on a table she wanted to see, in which case she just stopped without warning.
  • Hot chocolate does not turn into chocolate milk when it gets cold.
  • I will make a great mom someday.  At one point I looked down at myself and I had three backpacks on my back, I was holding a picture that Brian wanted signed in one hand, and in the other I had Miranda’s coat and water bottle.  My nightmare had become true, I had taken on all the mom duties.  I was the woman.  *sigh*  I can hear Kevin laughing hysterically right now.
  • Brian will decide when you are done talking about something.  On the way home he told me a story about a video game that wasn’t working that he wants me to look at.  I ask him a series of questions that lead me to believe that the game is probably bad, and judging by the way that Brian takes care of his video games, that is not a stretch.  But the conversation doesn’t stop there, oh no.  Brian repeats all the facts of the case another four times.  All of those times my reply was simply, “Brian I think the game itself it bad.”  And just as soon as the last syllable left my lips Brian would launch into the facts of the case again.  Thank God Miranda started to tell a story or we might have been stuck in that endless loop until we got to John and Carol’s.
  • Miranda might give the worst directions EVER.  ”Miranda, you know how to get me to your house right?”  She said yes, so without hesitation I journey forward.  Little did I know that Miranda’s version of giving directions was, “turn that way, ” and she would point.  Yeahhhhhh.  You ever try to watch a road and also try to time the exact moment that she points?  Not easy.  Needless to say I missed at least one turn and had to turn around and go back.
  • Being a parent is exhausting.  Those two ran me ragged.  I was actually tired when I got home.  Guess I better get in shape now, ugh.

So, not a bad night really.  Brian really was on his best behavior, personally I think it was to impress the girlfriend.  If that is the case I might have to demand that Miranda goes with us wherever we go.  The kids had a great time and there was plenty to keep them entertained, which was good, I was afraid they may get bored.  It really was a heart warming experience to be able to take them both and just watch them have fun.

Thanks again to “The” Kevin Greene who got the tickets and was nice enough to take us all.  I am sure he was repaid throughout the night.

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Vindication!

Posted by George Herron on November 15, 2009

Ohhhhh, so this is how shes been doing it. I always wondered why she had to change clothes when we played rummy!

I have been with my wife for a little over 8 years, dating + marriage.  In that time we have played a lot of cards.  We both come from families that like to play cards when they are together.  Growing up in the summer when all the cousins were spending the night at my grandparents house we would all play cards.  Rummy, 20 versions of solitaire, tripole, 5 card draw, 5 card stud with everything wild, night baseball, kings on the corner, you name it!  So, naturally Jesy and I liked to play cards.

Something else should also be noted here, we both are very competitive.  Neither of us takes to losing very well.  So our card games always tend to get heated at one point or another.  The same applies to board games.  As a matter of fact there are two games that we will no longer play with the other one.  Jesy will not play Monopoly with me ever again.  Anytime it is suggested at a game night she flat out refuses and glares at the person that dared suggest it like she was trying to punch them in the face with her eyes.  She thinks that I play “mean.”  She would have to elaborate more, because honestly when she starts to rant about it every time I just tune it out and smile like a jackass to get under her skin.

I will not play rummy with her.  My reason is more logical, it is because my wife cheats.  Ever since we first started playing cards she has always destroyed me in rummy.  I mean, normally she makes me look about as dumb as Paris Hilton at a NASA retirees reunion.  I know, this sounds like sour grapes right?  Nay.  Look, the fact is that I can beat her in any other card game pretty regularly, but not rummy.  Just ONE game of the many we play.  The only logical answer is that she is a dirty cheater.

I bring all this up because until recently I just sounded as crazy as the town drunk on St. Patrick’s day.  So, what happened recently?  What was this Earth shattering event that allowed me to come out of the shadows and have my vindication?  Well, the other night Jesy and I were playing cards, Polish Poker to be exact, with Kat and Adam.  Jesy, coincidentally, was keeping score.  We were about three hands away from calling it a night when Adam looks at the score card.  See, at this point Jesy was so far ahead she would have lapped us 20 times.  Adam noticed that Jesy had forgotten rounds on her score half the time.  Jesy was of course at a loss because her math was sketchy all night and because she had finally gotten caught.  All my years of telling people she was a cheater with no proof, and NOW to finally have it, in front of other people.  Vindication.

Yep that really sums up how I feel.

We decided to play a couple hands with Adam keeping score, and strangely enough Jesy did not win those hands.  I think it is now clear to everyone that I was not in fact crazy, that my wife is a cheater.  This should be a warning to all of you out there that might find yourselves across the table from one Jesy Herron.  If push comes to shove, she will cheat, especially if it is a close game of rummy.  Have you played Bunko with her?  Does she win more often than not?  I would bet dollars to doughnuts that she has found a way to cheat in that game too.

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A Night out with Brian

Posted by George Herron on November 7, 2009

Will our trip rival theirs?

The Wenstrup clan planned a family outing last night.  John, Carol, Jesy, Brian and I all piled into the ‘ol Ford Focus.  Have you ever seen Brian sit in a car?  Normally he will sit down like he is getting a gynecological exam.  His legs are spread so damn far apart that he almost takes up a whole backseat of a car by himself.  Fortunately for everyone in the back, which included Jesy and Carol as well, they made Jesy sit in the middle, thus eliminating Brian’s “leg spread of uncomfortable death.”

 

So the plan was to go eat Mexican at El Rancho Grande off Union Centre, stop by Target so that Jesy and Carol could do last-minute baby shower shopping and then for the “Grand Finale” we were driving out to Oxford to see the famous light.  Rumor has it that if you go out to a specific road, park your car and flash your light three times you are supposed to see a red light going away from you and then a single head light coming at you that will eventually just disappear.  The story is that a long time ago there was a girl living with her parents and her dad didn’t like her boyfriend.  Isn’t that how all the stories start?  Anyway, she would flash her house lights three times to signal the boyfriend that it was safe to come and get her.  Well, one particular night she signaled him and he started to make his way to her house, unfortunately he did not see the little kid on the bike and ran him over killing them both.  The girl was so grief-stricken that she hung herself in the barn.  So now anyone can go signal the ghost rider of Oxford, allegedly.

So that was our itinerary for the night.  Off the El Rancho!  The only thing you need to know about El Rancho was what Brian did.  Brian was sitting next to me instead of his customary seat next to Mommy.  This would be his undoing.  You see Brian needs supervision, even if he doesn’t think he does.  For instance, Brian ordered three tacos.  Of course he complained because he really wanted 5 or 6 tacos.  Once the tacos arrived Brian, also customary, broke out the hot sauce and poured it all over his tacos.  Again, this is normal for Brian, he normally puts hot sauce on anything he eats.  I am not sure but I think that he would put hot sauce on his cereal if you let him.  One thing Brian didn’t know however was that this was Habanero hot sauce, a bit hotter than he was used to, even though if you ask him, there is no such thing as too hot.  The next problem was, as I said earlier, he was left to his own devises.  So what does he do?  He pours a river of hot sauce on his tacos.  I am talking the Amazon River of hot sauce.  He literally used 9/10 of the bottle on the three tacos.  But no one noticed, everyone was preparing their own food and getting ready to eat.

 

Tacos in hot sauce

Notice all the hot sauce! A fire-eater would have had trouble eating that!

He took a bite.  Suddenly Brian’s face went from normal weird expression to a look of panic mixed with sheer pain.  He immediately started sucking down water like he had just spent 40 days and 40 nights in the desert.  He looked like an old cartoon, his face was all red and steam was coming out of his ears.  He couldn’t even stop to talk he just kept drinking water because the inside of his mouth was so hot that I was getting a sun burn every time he talked.  If you look closely in the picture you can tell that he actually made it about two bites into the first taco before he had to tap out.  Brian just got owned.  After watching this spectacle I was almost on the floor rolling.  And these are the nights that I thank God that I married into this family!  Needless to say, Brian got his wish, they did bring him out three more tacos, of which he DIDN’T put hot sauce on, so technically he did get 6 tacos, maybe that was his plan all along?  In any case that taco kicked Brian’s ass.  In the immortal words of Brian, “He got served.”

Hot Sauce Bottle

The bottle of death.

After the “Mexican Meltdown” we all piled into the car and headed to Target.  The rest of the night was pretty normal with a few highlights that I will bullet point for you since none of it can even hold a candle to Brian vs the hot sauce.

  • The ladies were in Target so long I could see my hair growing.  John fell asleep and Brian got so anxious that he sent a text to Jesy saying “R u done please bring all purchases 2 the front thank u.”  Of course it took him 20 minutes to type that up, so by the time he sent it Jes and Carol were of course already out of the store.
  • Carol yelled at John for hugging and crossing the double yellow line.  I was so glad that she did that, because it allowed me to yell at Jesy for the same thing.  It’s like they want to see how close they can get to passing cars without taking paint off.  It is important to note that John was alcohol free, but the Mexican undoubtedly was causing him to shift a lot.
  • We did see the light!  I would like to go back  out there some night at about 2 in the morning when there will be less traffic to have to contend with.
  • Brian was scared, not because of the ghost light, but because he kept thinking that we were going to get hit by another car.

And that was another Friday night out with the Wenstrup family, I could not have imagined a better night.  As we arrived home I felt a little bad for Brian.  Be it later that night or today he was going to feel that burn again, but it was going to be coming out his ass.  Good luck buddy!

I imagine that this is what Brian looked like this morning.

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Pimp my House.

Posted by George Herron on October 15, 2009

House1

look at all that nice shade that big tree gives you! Saves you a little energy consumption in the summer!

It is finally happening.  After about a year of kicking around the idea and after the last three weeks of non-stop work WE ARE SELLING OUR HOUSE! So, I am here to take a little of your time and try to convince YOU or someone you may know to buy this wonderful home.

Let’s start upstairs.

Do you like those colors in the living room?  Chocolate and deep red.  Very complimentary and it helps make the room come alive.  Who wants a boring old white room anyway?  The best part is you will never need more insulation in that room either, since there are like 5 coats of the red on the walls!  In the words of Patti Minniear, “white walls are for tires.”

House2

Warm and inviting, that is what these colors scream!

And while we are here, what about that big beautiful bay window in the front, huh?  We are fortunate to be one of the only houses on the street with that distinction.  It lets in a lot of natural light, perfect for those sunny days.  Just lift up the blinds and soak up the rays.  Got cats?  They will LOVE the bay window, hell they might like that window more than they like you.

Let’s venture back to the bedrooms.  There are three of them.  Currently we have one as an office.  All are a good size and all have re-designed closets to optimize storage.  Look, my wife has more clothes than The Gap, and we can get all her clothes into one closet.  The master bedroom is a very soothing green color with curtains from Ikea to match.  The master bedroom also has a nice big window to let the sunshine in or to enjoy laughing at the little boy, Noah, across the street.

House6

What better way to do your baby making than in this soothing room?

The office as we use it would also be great as a bedroom for those of you that might have already started your family.  Unlike the master bedroom, it is carpeted, so if you are stuck home in the snow and you have to work from home, no cold feet in this room!  It has a nice little window that over looks the back yard, so you can take a break and watch your dogs run around and play in the snow!

Now lets backtrack to the kitchen, or the flagship of this home.  There was a lot of work done recently to prepare for someone to fall in love with.  We painted it a very warm orange color, you can’t help but be in a good mood when you walk in.  In order to make the orange pop even more we painted the cabinets white and gave you some new hardware to modernize and give you something to grab when opening.  And don’t miss out on the awesome tile floor.  There was a lot of blood, sweat and tears that went into making that floor look just right.  Need appliances?  Have ours.  We want you to have this home so much that we are leaving all the appliances you see.  Refrigerator?  Yours.  Dishwasher?  Yours.  Stove?  Yours.  New above the stove microwave?  Yours!

House5

What a quaint little kitchen!

Moving through the kitchen down the stairs into the basement.  My suggestion, take off your shoes, you won’t regret it.  The carpet is new and we spared no expense for you.  The padding is the best and the carpet feels great on the bare feet.  Are you creative?  Do you have a specific vision for a room?  Well, let your creative juices fly down here.  This is a huge open room that can be perfect as a play room for the kids, a man-cave for the husband, or anything your heart desires.  There is so much room down here you might have a problem filling it up!  But wait there is more!

House10

Poker anyone? Hell you have enough room down here to run your own tournament!

Behind this room you will be shocked to find just how much storage there is.  So much storage that it will take you years to fill it all.  And what else do we have back here, ahhh the laundry room.  Tired of not having room to store all your cleaning supplies?  Not to worry, the old kitchen cabinets are down here for you to fill.  Plus a large double sided stationary tub.  And there is plenty of room to hang some nice shirts or pants without being in the way.  Need a washer and dryer?  No problem we can hook you up, we will leave ours just for you.  You know, because we like you!

Sadly that concludes the inside portion of our tour, lets head out back.  Well, well, well, would you look at this huge deck that is great for social gatherings.  Maybe some barbeques, maybe just to hang out and wind down.  And would you just look at that yard!  Do you have kids?  Pets?  Anything that likes to run around?  Well, we have the backyard for you!  Plenty of room for your kids to run around and expend some of that excess energy, or maybe you and junior can toss around the old pigskin after a Bengals win?  Whatever the case is you, have the room to do it.

House19

Big back yard, big back deck. What a great place to come out and relax.

So please talk to Monica Weakley, she is great and is looking to find a good match for this home.  She is honest and a complete professional and wants to make sure that you are a fit for this home.  She has been fantastic to work with and I know she will have your best interests at heart.

So, what are you waiting for come on over and check this place out already, before it is too late.  You know a house this gorgeous can’t stick around for ever!

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