Saturday, June 03, 2006

Note to self:

Buy Gore-tex pants.

Beep, Beep.
Note to Sky:

Start fangraph.com-ing Mikey Y's little league games.

Beep beep.

Friday, June 02, 2006

Note to Kate:

Damn skippy.

Beep beep.
Note to Mr. Time Warner Cable Installer Guy:

If you had touched the screen a third time, you would have lost a finger.

Actually, you had tattoos and used American Chopper as an example on how to work the DVR, so it probably would have ended poorly for me.

Beep. Beep.
Note to Doug:

I was at the graduation of another fine McKeon woman. There's no email in the balcony of Radio City. Don't want the Rockettes getting ideas, running backstage to check their MySpace comments or the box scores or anything like that......

Beep beep.
Note to self:

Do not drink half a bottle of wine without eating dinner. Also, get new job to accommodate for $400/mo rent increase.

Beep beep.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Note to Sky:

If you are in the NC, you have 15 minutes to evacuate before we nuke it from orbit.

fuckthesouth.com (an actual website, and one of my all time favorites.)

Beep Go Oilers! Beep.
Note to Kate:
You may have better boobs than Doug, but he certainly has nicer nipples!

I mean... um... I've never seen your nipples, Kate... um...

Pay no attention to that lens-like device covertly sitting next to the conditioner bottle in your shower.

Um...

Beep beep
Note to Sky:

Q: What did Kate say to Sky after he turned off email posting?
A: You're lame and have no sense of humor

Beep beep
Note to all:

While giving Kate yet another way to pass the buck via deviously manipulative lies was a lot of fun, I've turned off the auto-email-posting. You'll have to post the old-school way.

Beep beep.

Note to Doug:

Yeah dude, lay off. I'm trying to get with some underage chicks right now, and all the blog fighting is distracting me.

(Doug is the) beep beep (nazi).

Note to Doug:

What are you talking about, I didn't format properly? I have written beep beep after every post, WTF? What are you, WD to Evers to Beep Beep Nazi? Lay off. Brian likes me better than you anyway, because my boobs are nicer than yours.

Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep

Note to self:

I have no sense of direction. I admit it. It was all my fault.
Actually, everything is always my fault. Why? Because I am red headed.

Beep beep.

Note to Sky (cc:All) :

Since interlopers are no fun, and we want credit for our witty posts, lets just keep making them the standard way. In fact, we should probably turn off that snappy new email address you just sent out.

Beep to the Beep Beep

Note to all:

Evidently anybody can post from any email address. How many days until Viagra starts spamming our site?

Beep beep.

Note to Kate:

Format your "beep beep" notes correctly! The last thing you want is for Brian to revoke your MillerStock eating privileges because you forgot a "note to:" or a "beep beep".

Beep Beep


(Posted by WD)
Note to Sky:

Be careful at high school graduation. Southern girls are sluts. They are all "Jesus wants me to keep my virginity!" but then they get half a bottle of Jack Daniels in them and spread herpes all over Mr. Joseph's 12 Grade Homeroom.

Beep beep.
Sky, if you forget the smoker, do you know what will happen? Not only will Brian force me to force you to drive back to North Carolina, land of bigots and wholesale furniture, but this will also happen:


Beep beep.
Note to Sky:

If you forget the smoker, which I am worried about since you never told me which store you were going to so I could arrange availability for pickup, I will have Kate force you to drive back down.

Beep no pork for you either beep.
Note to Sky:

Liriano is now 4-0 with a 2.11 ERA (3 wins as a starter). Sounds to me like a solid start to writing a SkyKing 162 post on the young Twins pitchers. Including our favorite... (wait for it... wait for it...) The Boof Bonser Experience.

Beep to the Beep
Note to Doug:

It's hard to post about baseball when you have your face shoved in between a pair of barely legal funbags. Not that Sky isn't thinking about baseball, he just can't see the screen.

Beep beep.
Note to all the boys: I would just like to point out that the only two women on this blog are McKeon women, which just goes to show that McKeon women are the best women ever.

Beep beep.
Note to Columbia's Housing Office:

Don't say "You may access your items in storage from 12:30 to 1:30" if what you really mean is "Show up at 1 and then wait around for three hours while we wait for the only guy with a key to get out of his meeting so you can get your shit."

Assholes.

Beep beep
Note to Sky:

Just because you're in North Carolina buying Brian a smoker and hanging out with recently-turned-of-age chicas is no reason for your lack of SkyKing162, FanGraphs, and FBM postings. You don't want us to down-grade you from "Semi-employed baseball writer" back to "Marginally employed floor-layer" do you?

Beep Beep
Note to self:

Make new FBM post. Even though I inherently like the Minnestota Former Red Wings, I am not sure that Joe Mauer really is the "best all-around catcher in baseball."

Beep Beep
Note to Liz:

Welcome to the team. Now make a post.

Beep Beep
Note to Sky:

Change time settings to reflect that we are all in the Eastern Time Zone.

Beep B33p.
Note to Time Warner:

$114.05/month should include ESPN2HD.

Beep I hate disney too Beep.
Note to Doug:

Is it ok to shout for Bark at the Moon at an Electric Eel Shock show?

Beep? beep.
Note to self: There is no such thing as a warm night at Shea. Seriously. The wind off the Long Island Sound is killer. Bring a coat. And a sweatshirt.

Beep Beep

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Note to Sky:

Tell Brian where to find in-season laser-guided defensive stats so he can finish the FBM post you promised to make.

Also, have David add leaderboards to fangraphs.com.

beep~beep.
Note to you all: I hate you.

Except Brian -- I owe him big time.

Beep beep.
Note to Sky:

The train station is right off North Clinton & the inner loop. There are signs everywhere.

beep; beep.
Note to self:

Do not drop espresso machine screws down the drain.

Beep! beep.
Maybe Sky should create alternate egos, like Brian.

Old Sky: makes people miss the train
New Sky: buys people memberships to the Beer Of The Month Club

Beep beep.
I've totally been cockblocked by Doug. I tried to hook up with totally cute chick named Nancy, and he got all territorial on me.

Beep beep.
Note to Sky: In order to keep up your busy schedule of Fan Graphing, soliciting a job from the D and C, blogging on FBM and your own page, and even planning Orange Cone Attacks, it is might be advisable to make sure you get people to their train on time. Just sayin'.

Beep Beep.

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Note to self: Remember to end "beep beep" posts with "beep beep."

Beep Beep

Monday, May 29, 2006

Am I the only one who has never been cock-blocked by Doug?

Beep beep.
Note to self: Ask Doug how many Wings v. Pawsox tix I agreed to buy.

Beep Beep
Note to WDM1:
Send out photos and videos from last weekend's wedding.

Beepbeep
Note to self: Convince Sky and Brian to go see an Alouettes vs. Argonauts game to watch Ricky Williams. Go Canuckistan.
Notes for Brian:

Burn two copies of RAD for Sky.

Burn Kate one copy of RAD.

Burn Sky one copy of the RAD soundtrack.

beep beep
Note to self:

Be more stealthy with orange cones.

beep beep
Note to self: Post here often.

Beep-Beep.