Joke of the Week™One beautiful spring afternoon Jack and Jill were walking home from first grade when all of a sudden Jack drops his pants, flashes Jill and says “I bet you don’t have one of these? . . . click here forJoke of the Week™ Scam of the Week™ 9 days until daylight savings time to which The Reverend Tony™ say Constitutional Amendment that daylight savings time cannot begin before April 15 and you can get an automatic extension until October 15 by filing Form 4868.
Gone Austin™ adds Jack in the Box on The Drag™ because of an Austin Story from 1973 which can now be told as statute of limitations has run.
FútbolArsenal held on at Crystal Palace 1-2 then was suicidal in defense at home 1-3 Monaco in first leg of Champions League. This means in the second leg at Monaco, Arsenal must score three goals and hold Monaco scoreless to advance. Not bloody likely.
Sunday Everton visit The Emirates and Arsenal really, really needs to get on the good foot so expect a reshuffle of the line up maybe Szczesny in goal and newboy Gabriel at center back. Then a quick trip southwest to Loftus Road for mid-week must win derby with Queens Park Rangers. Sunday from 9am cst on NBCSports and Wednesday from 1:45pm cst on ArsenalPlayer.
Football 7 days until Spring practice begins for Swooners and 25 days for Mighty Mighty Horns.
Password tonight is “The length of your lips"
Polyticks Austin City Council voted 6-5 to send Mayor Steve Addled’s plan to double his staff to Committee which will recommend that City Council double the staff of every Council member AND a District Office with its own Assistant City Manager.
This is the classic example of Parkinson’s Law in practice such as “Government expands so as to exceed the budget available for its purposes.”
Light, sweet crude settled at $48.17 down 5.8%, as natural gas is down 4.8% to $2.697. The €uro is down 1.5% at $1.1199.
0 dead this week in The War Without End, Amen™ = 0 for the year which is excellent but hard to believe.
“Hurricanes aren’t too bad when one is trapped in New Orleans at the Royal Sonesta with room service. Now that is what I call a Reverend Tony disaster.”
That was the lead I wrote last Saturday morning, sitting on the veranda of the Sonesta. But waiting for standby on the last flight out of New Orleans last Sunday before The Storm, it felt more like the Titanic. We had even dined Saturday night at Galatoires, the last meal they will serve for quite some time.
This is sunrise on Sunday morning the day before The Storm blew in that Belmont took on their way back to Jackson. Belmont said that the birds would fly in formation first one way and then the other, sounds freaky.
New Orleans, March 2006
Our first visit back since The Storm and also the first day back on the job for Malcom, the doorman/greeter at the Sonesta who returned to work the same day we checked in. Malcom helped us get the cab out of town back in that other lifetime.
Malcom was evacuated to the Cajun Dome in Shreveport then wound up in Brookshire, Texas working at Jack in the Box and Dollar General Stores. The Royal Sonesta also sent him some money until he could find a way to move back. Malcom lost everything.
The story of The Reverend Tony™ begins in the lobby of the Royal Sonesta in New Orleans where my Lady Claire and I were waiting for her sister Belmont to join us for Belmont's birthday dinner at the Chef's Table at Commander's Palace.
We were sitting on facing couches and I was wearing Raybans, a cream Hugo Boss blazer, electric lime green t-shirt, and khaki pants, drinking a martini in a go cup when a nice looking fraternity type in his late 20s comes up to me and says, (this is an exact quote)
"Excuse me sir, but are you The Reverend Tony?"
It was all I could do to not goof on the young man but I could not so I reply
"No I'm not, but why do you ask?"
He says (and this is another exact quote) "I'm supposed to meet The Reverend Tony here in the lobby, he's marrying me tomorrow night." Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, so there you go.
A healing experience
The Reverend Tony™ will rarely change the names of the guilty because sometimes the guilty deserve credit.
PS - Will the real Reverend Tony please stand up? He is minister at the French Quarter Wedding Chapel in New Orleans on Burgundy.
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