But enough about that -- I'd like to start things off with a new feature to BobBorden.com, I call it: Bob Gives Friendly Advice to a Guy He Saw on the Walk Home. Here we go: To the guy I saw at the outdoor café working on his laptop with a major case of hairy plumber's crack I say this: Get a clue dude! I haven't seen an ass that hairy since Christina sent me a photo of Bob the Mule! (I went a long way for that last one) And that was Bob Gives Friendly Advice to a Guy He Saw on the Walk Home - Tell your friends.
I posted photos from bobborden.com readers yesterday with the exception on one. Tom, AKA Long Island Thom, finally got his act together and sent me a photo.
The circle is
Thanks Tom. Everybody wins on bobborden.com blah, blah, blah.
I hope everybody plays the lotto tonight. 175 million is some sweet butter! If I won I think I'd just keep the news to myself. Then, when someone/life threw me a curveball, I could just say to myself, 'F it, I got 175 million' ha ha! Or I'd buy a big motor home and live on 53rd Street. That way I wouldn't have to commute to work. I'd be like Trapper John, MD. Now that I think about it, either plan would work for me.
Bob Health Update: My ear finally feels somewhat normal again but it still has its moments. And I think I still got a touch of the pinkeye but I'm back on the medicine.
Hey, I almost did a good deed last night. Some chick was scrounging around her purse looking for a dime for the bus. Without even thinking about it I said, "You want a dime?" She said that she was OK; I put my head down and moved on. Now that I think about it, why didn't she just take the damn dime? I am not an animal!
The Hulk opens today. I'm on the fence about seeing it. I've seen so many mediocre movies lately I've become gun-shy. If I'm stuck someplace between rain and boredom, I'll probably check it out.
That's it.
All my best,
Bob
