[ Monday, December 30, 2002 ]
Terry Gross ran her interview with Gene Simmons again today. Half asshole, half crackpot - he doesn't come across very favorably. Anyway, I see that I'm popping up in people's google searches because of an entry I wrote some time ago. Here's a link to the original post.
Peter Palermo [4:16 PM]
[ Friday, December 20, 2002 ]
Donner Pass
People think I'm crazy. I tell them that I'm driving from California to Missouri and they look at me like I've got lobsters coming out of my ears. Then they mutter something like "nightmare."
San Francisco Airport on the 24th of December. I'm sorry, that's a nightmare. I'm off to have an adventure! Green River, Utah tomorrow night or bust. I'll write when I can. I see Sarah packing the dog biscuits now, so I know we won't starve. We can always eat the dog, right?
Adios, muchachos.
Don't you wish Strom Thurmond had been born before election day?
Peter Palermo [8:03 PM]
The Colossal Colon. Thanks Donald!
Peter Palermo [7:59 PM]
[ Wednesday, December 18, 2002 ]
Seems like my mention of porn queen, Christy Canyon a few weeks ago generated a pantload of traffic. Lot of guys out there crawling through search engines looking for free pictures of boobies. Not that I would even know where to begin such a search, ahem. So, in an effort to subvert perverts, self-promote and to provide you, the reader, with free comic content - I'll now post some other searchable words and phrases to draw the all seeing eye of Google to me.
Frodo buttfucking
free booze
Justin Timberlake on crack
Tracy Lords
midgets
christmas cookie recipes
Saddam
George Bush/Kennedy assasination
dead rat in can of coke
fellatio training volunteers
Peter Palermo [1:36 PM]
all the news that fits...
Heard some celebrity gossip, and I've not confirmed a word but the story is going around town. Here it 'tis. Rolling Stones come to town last month to play 2 nights at the ball park. They stay at the new Four Seasons Hotel. Apparently, Mick has a real problem with hearing church bells in the morning. You and I might find it quaint but to Mick it must be a constant reminder of his impending status as a septuagenarian rock star. So, the Four Seasons calls St. Pat's next door and says "we've got Mick Jagger here, could you not ring your bells for the next 3 mornings?"
To which St. Pat's replies, "are you out of your mind?" Time waits for no one, after all, and it won't wait for me.
Hotel lackey says, "How about if we give you thirty thousand dollars?"
"um.... Okay!" says the Vatican lackey.
A deal made in heaven.
Peter Palermo [11:54 AM]
[ Tuesday, December 17, 2002 ]
This one's for Brenda. Might be a good stocking stuffer.
Porno Action Figures
Peter Palermo [7:25 AM]
[ Monday, December 16, 2002 ]
I do promise some updates soon. But things are just a wee bit out of hand here. I haven't logged more than about 10 minutes in front of the computer in two weeks.
And in 4 days, Sarah and I are going to begin a cross-country sojourn. San Francisco to Missouri in 2 days. They say I'm mad, MAD! But if Lindbergh could fly to Paris by himself in an open cockpit, then I can drive to Missouri with a CD player, six way seat and cruise control. Stay tuned.
Peter Palermo [5:53 PM]
[ Friday, December 06, 2002 ]
Today we must completely empty our office for new paint and carpet. This means that very shortly, I will unplug this computer and shutdown the network. Working all weekend, to get the project done, and don't expect to fire up the server again until next Wednesday. So, as you might have guessed, posts may be sparse to non-existent for the next few days. Feel free to browse another blog, just don't go away forever. I don't know how I would carry-on. Although, I know salami will ease the pain.
Peter Palermo [10:32 AM]
[ Wednesday, December 04, 2002 ]
Had a physical last week. I will be the first to admit that I have packed on a few (ha!) extra pounds since hitting my late 30's. But I've always been, shall we say, stout. And I've never been one to shy away from the porkier delights of this world. (Someone was explaining to me, over some fancy-pants sauce, how the French have a love affair with butter. I answered that the Italians have a love affair with the pig.) Salami, prosciutto, bacon....let's not dwell on pork either. I'm not afraid of cream in my coffee, butter on my bread and a piece of prime rib once in awhile. I mean, if you can't enjoy a piece of prosciutto occasionally, then just get in the goddamned box right now, cause what's the point of living?
So it was with some trepidation that received the results from my cholesterol test yesterday. Apparently, I have a body purposefully designed by nature to be its most efficient mechanism for the conversion of salami into energy with smallest amount of harmful by-product. We're looking at a 133 cholesterol count here, people. It's like that of 10 year old, like a BLT never passed my lips. 130 is the bottom of scale. This is a good day for a fat Italian. A body built for salami.
Peter Palermo [2:35 PM]
[ Tuesday, December 03, 2002 ]
Arianna Huffington for president. She's got some harsh words for corporate tax dodgers including this tidbit: "Twenty years ago, one out of every six federal tax dollars was generated by a corporation. That has now fallen to about one out of every 10. Meanwhile, the rest of us are being asked to shovel our dollars into the crater left by Bush's tax policies."
Peter Palermo [10:22 AM]
[ Monday, December 02, 2002 ]
The Periodic Table of Condiments
Peter Palermo [2:22 PM]
Best bumper sticker: "we've got plenty of youth, how about a fountain of smart."
Peter Palermo [2:10 PM]
