Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Things I like that will make you mock me!

Blake has a post on his superb blog The Bit Maelstrom about dungeons and dragons. How the game has been changed and updated. And a review of the latest incarnation. But he seemed a little diffident as to expressing the fact that he really enjoyed the game. Or maybe not. But we all have things that we enjoy that make our friends mock us as losers. I have to come up with a top ten list of things I like that leads to hilarity and some good ball busting.

1. Hawaiian shirts. Yes I have 50 of them the more garish the better.
2. Stupid sitcoms. I enjoy stupid sitcoms like My Boys and House of Payne. They aren't always funny but I enjoy the mindless entertainment.
3. Science fiction alternative histories by Harry Turtledove, Eric Flint, SM Stirling and other guys who enjoy mixing up historical characters with changes in the timeline. Good for some serious ball busting. "Oh, so Roosevelt, Churchill, Hitler and Stalin all get together to fight lizards from Outer Space. What are you a moron."
4. Blogging. Yes they think this is a waste of time.
5. Garlic. Now almost everyone loves garlic but not as much as me.
6. Old school comics. You know the comics from the 60's and 70's that I grew up on.
7. Old school western TV shows like Bonanza, Gunsmoke and Wyatt Earp. They hate it when I tune the TV in back of the store to the Western Channel but they get sucked in.
8. The history channel. Especially the shows with ancient civilizations making war. Cool.
9. Math. Talk about unpopular. Heh.
10.The Knicks. Man do I take abuse for still being a Knick fan.

Well that's a short list but I am sure I can up with a lot more. I just know that I like what I like and I don't much care about what anyone else has to say. Except for the wife. She is the boss of me.

18 comments:

blake said...

Heheh. Hawaiian shirts.

Now... Garlic. Let me tell you about garlic. I lived in Koreatown for a while when I moved away from home.

Over time, we began to acclimate ourselves to the Korean levels of garlic. We even ordered a garlic pizza--pizza with garlic as a topping --from a Korean place.

When you get garlic as a topping from a Korean pizza place, they don't cook it. It's crunchy. And unadulterated.

We had some guests over after living there for a while, but none came back for seconds....

As for D&D, mostly I was just amazed at my own--call it the depth of my interest.

This is a great post, by the way, I'm gonna riff off it later.

Trooper York said...

When we went on our honeymoon we spent a couple of days in San Fransico. I was perusing the hotel directory that had restuarants of interest and they had this place called the Stinkin' Rose where everything was made with an abundance of garlic. They had a chicken dish with 300 cloves of garlic. But I was overruled as my wife pointed out that it was in fact our honeymoon.

She's pretty smart.

Trooper York said...

You see the only thing worse than farting during sex is garlic farting during sex.

blake said...

Yeah, the Stinking Rose is famous.

But your wife was the voice of reason, it must be confessed.

Meade said...

The Stinking Rose is a poser. Buncha San Francisco Treat pussies. They use that fart-inducing poorly-cured California Early shit - Onion Maggot-infested Softneck crap garlic better ground up and mixed with rotten eggs and then used to repel deer and rabbits so they won't eat the effete roses in those liberal commie botanical gardens in Wisconsin and Berkeley.

Now people who know their garlic know that the best garlic in the world comes from southwest Ohio. It has to do with our mineral rich soils. Selenium. Molybdenum. Sulfur. And here in Ohio we don't spray our garlic with e. coli and salmonella like they do in California. Hell, I heard they don't even grow it themselves in California - they import it from China just like they do dog food and toothpaste.

Hardneck garlic, Top-setting garlic, whatever you want to call it - it's best if it comes from here in the heartland.

And tell your lovely wife she's a moron: Garlic is an aphrodisiac. That's right - it enhances lovemaking, Mr. Bean-counting Fitter of Ladies' Undergarments Hero. Everyone here in Ohio (except RHHardin) knows that. How? Because we're always bangin' each other all the time cause we eat superior garlic. That's how. On your honeymoon, you coulda been as priapic as an 18 year-old scarecrow in Tuscany. Instead, you watched old movies on cable and fell asleep.

blake said...

lol

Meade, now tell us how you really feel!

Meade said...

Watch out, blake, I'm coming for you next.

Trooper York said...

Meade you manaic. The best garlic is imported directly from greece dude. I get it at Shardee's which is the big specialty food store on Altantic Avenue. I am sure Ohio has a great of great stuff. Buckeyes?

Anyway I didn't say I listened. I just went to a joint called the Mona Lisa because my wife collects Mona Lisa stuff. Mona Lisa coffee cups. Mouse pads. Napkins. Beaded curtians. It's a big pain in the ass.

Trust me I don't need any help and especially on our honeymoon. But I did order some garlic heavy dishes at that Mona Lisa joint. The funniest part of the deal is that they had a blackout while we were eating there. What a mess. I called the owner over and asked him the natural question:

"So are you going to give out free ice cream or what?"

Trooper York said...

And Meade, thanks for stopping by. You are one of the funniest guys on Althouse and your comments are always cool and on the money.

Is that enough sucking up to get you to comment here every once in a while. I hope so. And if you start up your blog I promise to comment a lot. Unlike some people I live on a two way street.

blake said...

Watch out, blake, I'm coming for you next.

I'm SOL if they make better Blakes in southwest Ohio.

Meade said...

Hey seriously, thanks for the warm welcome over here. You're both a couple of the good guys.

I wondered where you went, Trooper. So I googled "trooper" + "york" and lo and behold I see you douchebags are bogarting all your funniest stuff over here all for yourselves. Figures. Well, I'll be trolling in from time to time - to see if you've posted anything new I can steal - and to try and help you home to bed when you're stumbledown drunk on musical comedies and old westerns again. (Didn't I tell you? I come from a long line of enablers.)

Free idea for a post title: "Things I mock that will make you like me!"

blake said...

Ha!

#1) Garlic not from southwest Ohio.

Meade said...

Yeah.

Doris Day, Oscar Robertson, the Isley Brothers, and garlic - that's it. That's all we've got.

A better Blake can not be found.

Oh wait. We've got Johnny Bench - greatest catcher ever. Without Bench, the Big Red Machine would've just been the Normal Ordinary Red Machine.

blake said...

And without Pete Rose it would've been the Big Taupe Machine.

Trooper York said...

Hey don't you be dissing my man Davy Concepion the one and only. He was a great player and I wish the Yankees had him. Instead we ended up with Ken Griffey Sr. And Billy Martin managed to piss off Ken Griffey Jr so much when he was a kid that he refused several trades to the Yankees. We would have been so much better off if we never had his dad on the team in the first place.

Meade said...

You're right about Davey. Switch uniforms on Concepcion and Stanley in 1976 and Cincinnati would not have swept the Series.

But the real spark in the Machine - no, not Sparky Anderson - was of course Joe Morgan, one of the great infielders and the most decent humane gentleman to ever play the sport. You want to show your little league son a role model? Little Joe Morgan.

As you can see, we Reds fans like to live 30 or 40 years in the past. Even a fluke like last night where the worst team in baseball wins a game in Yankee Stadium in its first visit there in over three decades isn't enough to make us stop hitting the replay button on our Betamax VCRs (fast forwarding, always fast forwarding, past that Carlton Fisk... moment).

Trooper York said...

That's right we are playing you guys today. Let's see what kind of wager we come up with. I like to bet with AJ though because then it's Philly cheese steaks vs sausage heros.

Waddaya got in Cincy? Buckeye cereal or something?

Meade said...

Yeah, how about a big steaming bowl of buckeye groats? Kidding. I could bet you a pint of the best ice cream this side of the Atlantic but then I'd have to pack it in dry ice and ship to Brooklyn FedEx and all you're putting up is some greasy pork submarines? All right but I'll take the Yanks. Who's pitching?