1. I'm going to Ireland
Just got tickets today. $858 (!!!) on Aer Lingus. Of course, that's like 58 Euros. But still, last time we went (in 2005) it was $470 roundtrip. Thanks for fucking up the economy along with everything else, W! You've done a great job here.
Anyway, in a few weeks Super Hot Irish Girlfriend and I will be winging our way back to her homeland. Hopefully the food has gotten better in the last 3 years. I keed! I keed! Not really.
S.H.I.G. and I had a delightful brunch yesterday at Le Zinc on 24th. There was like an hour wait for the outdoor tables so we just camped out inside. Sunday paper, coffee, omelette, bacon, all good. And $30 for two isn't bad at all.
Very funny. Worth seeing. In the Apatow oeuvre, I thought "Knocked up" and "Superbad" were funny, but I didn't like "The 40 Year Old Virgin" all that much. I haven't seen "Talladega Nights" and "Anchorman" because I have a visceral, deep-seated loathing for Will Ferrell. Anyway, I laughed a lot during this movie.
If you're not watching this show, you're missing the funniest comedy on TV. It's more manic and inspired than "The Office," which would probably be the only serious competition. The jokes don't land 100% of the time, but when they do, they really, really do.
5. Saturday
How great was Saturday? It was absolutely beautiful here in SF, I went to Zeitgeist at 11 p.m. and it was still pretty nice out and best of all, not too crowded, and the Giants showed some pluck in coming back from 10-5 to make it 10-9 in the 9th. Yeah, I know they lost, but it still looked like a team that could come back from being down a few runs, which I didn't think they'd be able to do.
Then Zito pitched on Sunday and holy fuck, what are we going to do about that? It's like buying a Lamborghini and finding out that it has a Ford Escort engine in it. They better fucking figure something out soon.
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