Holy moly. March Mustache Madness has thus far been completely mad. Cases in point:

B.O.Beezie went for the Larry Bird ‘stache, again. I, again, went gunslinger. We both look creepy…MMM success stories. I cannot express my teenage girl giddyness to see Grif, aka Justin Justache, show up sporting his “I drive a sedan but easily could own a van” look. Keep your fingers crossed.

Also of note…Bouncer J-Rod is in town. Cue the montage. The night starts with a healthy dose of beer pong at the Dirty Leeg…the relatively new Thursday night fare.

A fight ensues. Jarod finds himself on his back on the not-so-clean Legion tiled floor, and upon my lax allowing of both him and Spence the go ahead to finish their fight, thereafter on the not-so-comfortable sidewalk in front of the Legion. That was one horrible sentence; I apologize. The outcome is the first bloodshed at the bar from my former security cohort.

Cleaned up and ready to go…all is well that ends well, aside from one broken promise to his future wife regarding drunken fighting in MT. I have no reason to believe that she will check the b blog, but will apologize in advance for the aggressive hand work in this final pic.

I am ready for April already. Happy trails everybody.

Steve the Intern’s brother B.O.B. and I decided that perhaps a pre-March Mustache Madness pic might be blog worthy. I decided to render the hell out of the women’s room photo, both to enhance our ‘staches and hide the photo evidence that the muscle of the Legion owns and wears a maroon sweater.

Hey there VHS owners.

Fear not…Target still stocks VHS rewinders. *Rewinds Tapes Quickly *No Delay of Next Viewing …and my favorite… *Automatic Stop/Eject No more hard to find stop and eject buttons on this gem.

You could not drive your obscure orange flare-sided truck well, let alone knock out the dated parabolic dishes…as per your charge [Flash video - no longer available]I, the rooster in the background audio, and your homeboys taping your failed suicide bombing attempt, are embarrassed for you, car bomber.

Grif’s trips through Billings all feature shopping stops at Best Buy…his five hard drives are all testaments to this. This ugly little dude apparently enjoys Best Buy for a different reason. [Flash video - no longer available]I find myself simultaneously hating and feeling sorry for the kid…sort of confusing. Enjoy.

Since Grif and I rule, we decided to spend last night in Livingston for a dose of amateur boxing. We have been frequenting the Tuesday Night Fights in Bozeman, and figured that we may as well head over the pass to see what the deal was. We were happy to see that Right on John and Gino had made the trip as well. Photos of those to soon, I promise. Until then, feel free to check out Right on John’s Website. It’s awesome, and you are welcome for the traffic. I attempted to capture the essence of a girl fight in my cell phone’s awesome resolution… …I promise you that it is crazy. The Ragin’ Asian beat the chubby girl if anybody cares. That about sums that up, aside from the wonderful drive over the pass at a rate of twenty miles per hour. Blinding blizzards rule. We followed a Coke semi with it’s blinkers on…my bet is that Kyle’s knuckles are still pretty white.

Happy Presidents Day. I like Taft…he was chubby. Two entertaining pics for your viewing pleasure:

Andy was skewered looking for a knife.

Pat playing a round of popular Washington drinking game “Edward 12oz Hands.” Oofta Doofta…I am sure there are a few good shots from Josh and Mikey’s place. B.O.Bizzle and Bouncer Ken put on an old fashioned shit show. Hopefully they will surface; I am off to read more about our twenty second president Chester Arthur.

Kerry Wood fell out of his hot tub Monday night. He ought to be pitching off of a mound in another four or five days. My god.

So it begins…‘07 baby