Happy Birthday, Now Shut the Hell Up!!

Today there are some things I must get done…Okay not really, I am just in a good mood, want to just hang out, catch up on some blogs, and enjoy the day. I did, however; find a post that talks about an incident that happened on my Birthday last year. In keeping with this week’s Birthday Theme…From September 14, 2006, I offer you the following, enjoy…

I received an e-mail from one of my brothers this morning and it continued a long standing and infantile game that he and I play. I had talked about this game many moons ago, back in the days when I had all of three readers. It is a Name Game, and since my brother brought it up, I thought I would share it with my new visitors…all seven of you.

Now, it’s not like the “Jack, Jack Bo-Back…Banana-fana Fo-fack” Name Game song, although that song is still great when someone says, “Let’s Do Chuck…”, but it is an exercise in fun using famous names. For instance, one can say, “Does Bob Hope?” “Is Al Green?” “Was Huey Long?” “Does Bill O’Reilly?” You get the idea. These names were the rudimentary origins of the game, but it has since progressed and matured, noted by the subject line in my brother’s e-mail to me.

The e-mail that he sent to me contained the subject line: “Is Emily Post-Menopausal?” Juvenile, perhaps, but I laughed my ass off. Contained in his message, along with some rant about how this big gray squirrel in his backyard was telling him to kill the Pope, my brother asked, “Where Did Henry Cabot Lodge?” I laughed again, and then pondered the question. After a moment I replied, “He probably stayed at the Oliver Wendell Holmes.” Oh, how I crack myself up.

Another good one that my brother came up with was, “Did Henry David Thoreau to Second?” Others that come to mind are: “Did Cyndi Lauper Head Off?” “Was Abraham Lincoln the slave issue to the war?” “Why was Richard Nixon all of their ideas?”

The best thing about this, is that if you do this continually while out drinking with friends, it becomes highly annoying. My brother and I did this a few months back while out celebrating my birthday with some folks including my brother Vince. Now Vince, (who up until I was five years old, I called “Joe” because that’s what my brothers and sisters told me his name was, which infuriated my mom, and led to their bolo paddling) is several blog entries unto himself. I will certainly write more on him later. Anyway, he became extremely pissed off as my bro and I rattled off such things as: “What did Cary Grant?” “Does Ed Begley for attention?” and “Did Bob Dole out Viagra?”

As we rattled on precipitously, Vince’s face became the hue and consistency of a rotting plum. As the vein in his face swelled to the size of pregnant fire hose, we continued the onslaught in spite of our tears of laughter, finally offering up the critical blow, “Did George McGovern the Hamburglar?” Vince stood up upon his wobbly, hops and barley soaked legs and screamed, “God Damn It, Stop It!! Both of you SHUT UP, Jeez, you stupid @#$$%^!!”

This of course led to more laughter on our part, that kind of air grasping, beer spewing, “I don’t think I’m going to live” laughter. Ahhhh yes, unlike President Bush, we could honestly say, “Mission Accomplished”.

So there you have it, fun and annoyance with famous names. Try it yourself, Cheers.

And Now Another Moment of Hinn…

"Experience is the name every one gives to their mistakes."

--Was Oscar Wilde?