Showing posts with label birthdays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthdays. Show all posts
Monday, March 14, 2016
Pi Day Gets Even Better
When it comes to birthdays, especially in sports, December 30th is the undefeated, undisputed King of Birthdays with LeBron James, Tiger Woods and Sandy Koufax.
February 17th with Jim Brown and Michael Jordan is a close second.
But in the Poop house, it's all about March 14th.
Not only is it Pi Day, 3.14.
It is my all-time favorite player's birthday:
Kirby Puckett would be 55 were he still alive today.
It is also the birthday of Chase's favorite player:
Steph Curry turns 28 today.
And you haven't heard of her yet but you soon will, Simone Biles turns 19 today. She is likely going to be America's Sweetheart emerging from this year's Summer Olympics in Rio. She has won the all-around competition at the last 3 World Championships and is the prohibitive favorite to do so at the Olympics as well.
And if that's not enough, Albert Einstein was born on March 14, 1879, 137 years ago.
Saturday, June 20, 2015
3000 Words
This is what the Stanley Cup looks like when it goes through airport security:
This is the winner's photo after Sam Greenwood won the $1,000 buy-in No Limit Holdem tournament at the World Series of Poker for $319,000. I post this not because of the shirtless men, but because of the girl surrounded by shirtless men who is absolutely mortified.
It's my birthday, bitch! And Mrs. Poop thinks she's Skyler White, minus the Ted incident.
Friday, August 16, 2013
I Wrote This Post on August 17, 2012
Today is Yu Darvish's birthday. I wish I were at his party to sing to him:
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to Yu,
Happy birthday to you.
Saturday, June 22, 2013
The Universe Wished Me a Happy Birthday
When I was much younger I let my birthday be known to co-workers. They made a huge deal out of it, embarrassingly me terribly, on TV. It was then that I decided it would be better to keep my birthday under wraps and avoid the unwanted attention in the form of people making stupid comments about my age.
But that means no cake. And because last year we bought a Fudgie the Whale cake at home and I ended up eating 19 of the 22 servings (as per the box), I decided I didn't want a cake this year.
As I left for work that morning I reminded Mrs. Poop that I was serious, a cake was not necessary.
Mrs. Poop was ok with that, the Universe wasn't. At work I have a birthday twin. She is not as bashful as I am. Her desk was decorated with about 20 mylar balloons, she was wearing a birthday tiara, and cutting a Fudgie the Whale cake.
So she got the attention she wanted.
And I got the ice cream cake I wanted.
Monday, June 10, 2013
A Gr-ate Day
Today is an amazing day, two incredibly beautiful women who share my love, also share a first name, a birthday and a cup size.
Happy birthday to Mrs. Poop and Kate Upton.
And by the way, this is not a nipslip. It's not even an areola slip. It got close, but I really think it's irresponsible of the tabloids to use that term for a false alarm/near miss. If the cat daddy video didn't do it, there's no way some frolicking on the beach will.
And by the way, this is not a nipslip. It's not even an areola slip. It got close, but I really think it's irresponsible of the tabloids to use that term for a false alarm/near miss. If the cat daddy video didn't do it, there's no way some frolicking on the beach will.
Wednesday, July 06, 2011
Seven Years Squared
Happy 7th birthday to the much-maligned but also much-loved Diesel.
He is far from the perfect dog, but he is perfect for us.
Through him I have become a lover of all animals and a much more compassionate loving person. I regret that we no longer have the long walks we had before the kids intervened but to me there are few things more special than when it's just me and him loping along side by side.
He is far from the perfect dog, but he is perfect for us.
Through him I have become a lover of all animals and a much more compassionate loving person. I regret that we no longer have the long walks we had before the kids intervened but to me there are few things more special than when it's just me and him loping along side by side.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Happy Birthday Poop
You constantly recognize everyone's birthday in this forum so I thought I owed you one. You may not be the easiest little brother on the planet, but I wouldn't trade you for too many others.
In recognition of Paul's 33 years on the planet, if every reader could post a favorite Poop birthday memory or some other funny story about him that would be great.
Happy Birthday baby bro.
And happy half birthday to my oldest daughter. She has amazed me every day for the past six and a half years and has taught me much more than I can ever teach her. Happy 1/2 Birthday munchkin face.
In recognition of Paul's 33 years on the planet, if every reader could post a favorite Poop birthday memory or some other funny story about him that would be great.
Happy Birthday baby bro.
And happy half birthday to my oldest daughter. She has amazed me every day for the past six and a half years and has taught me much more than I can ever teach her. Happy 1/2 Birthday munchkin face.
Happy Birthday Damino
A very happy birthday to Damino. Quite unusual to still know, 33 years later, another person who was born on the same day, in the same hospital.
Unfortunately we don't have any pictures of us together then, now or any time in between.
Unfortunately we don't have any pictures of us together then, now or any time in between.
Monday, August 04, 2008
Happy Birthday To My Car
Seven years ago, I went to the dealership and picked up my first car.
Seven years and 55,000 miles later, we've been through a lot together, marriage, parenthood, 2 apartments and a house, and through it all you've been there. You welcomed Mrs. Poop (even though she spills Snapple on you), Diesel (even though he gets his hair all over you) and even Chase (he hasn't done much to you yet but probably someday he'll poop inside a makeshift potty in the back of you) without ever once complaining.
There have been doubters (J-Slinn said I wouldn't still love you when I was 30, but I do) but you never had any doubts.
From the time I saw you from the top of a roller coaster at Great Adventure to the time an icy road almost killed us both, you've always been there for me.
And like these pictures indicate, through the best times, you've always been content to stand in the background.
Well, Mello Yello, on your 7th birthday I want to say this to you, "It might have appeared to go unnoticed, but I've got it all here in my heart. I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it. I would be nothing without you."
Seven years and 55,000 miles later, we've been through a lot together, marriage, parenthood, 2 apartments and a house, and through it all you've been there. You welcomed Mrs. Poop (even though she spills Snapple on you), Diesel (even though he gets his hair all over you) and even Chase (he hasn't done much to you yet but probably someday he'll poop inside a makeshift potty in the back of you) without ever once complaining.
There have been doubters (J-Slinn said I wouldn't still love you when I was 30, but I do) but you never had any doubts.
From the time I saw you from the top of a roller coaster at Great Adventure to the time an icy road almost killed us both, you've always been there for me.
And like these pictures indicate, through the best times, you've always been content to stand in the background.
Well, Mello Yello, on your 7th birthday I want to say this to you, "It might have appeared to go unnoticed, but I've got it all here in my heart. I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it. I would be nothing without you."
Saturday, June 21, 2008
A Very Happy Birthday
Thanks to all of those who sent along their best birthday wishes, turning 30 was an enjoyable experience.
Mrs. Poop bought me a bunch of things, including a shirt (the short sleeves are particularly short and the guns aren't looking as good as they used to), a new pair of sunglasses (this is a gift for her, she hated looking at my old ones because the paint was starting to chip around the nose) and a scratch-off ticket.
She picked the ticket with the poker theme. Basically you get 5 2-card hands (Texas HoldEm) and the "champion" gets one. You need to reveal the board (flop, turn and river) and beat the champion. I got several junk hands but also got jack-ten of diamonds, one of my favorite suited connectors and ace-7 which figured to be favored over a random hand. Unfortunately the champion was holding ducks meaning I was behind but had two overcards on all five of my hands. A king came in the door, then an ace, putting me ahead, but the champion 2-outed me by hitting a deuce. When a king hit the turn the champion filled up and I was left drawing to 4 outs, a king or an ace for the bigger boat. A 5 hit the river and Mrs. Poop wasted $5 on a scratch off ticket.
My last gift was a GPS system. Since I am always making wrong turns due to bad guesses and inattentive driving this is a welcome if costly gift. It should certainly help us as we begin our summer of Poop (more on that later this week).
The day ended with a Mets victory, which is just about the best way a day can end, so I am happy and hoping my 30s will be as good as my 20s, which started oh so long ago.
I hope Damino who shares a birthday and 30 years ago shared a nursery with me (we were born in the same hospital on the same day), also had a nice day.
Dirk Nowitzki was born on June 19, 1978, but I don't think it was at Staten Island Hospital.
Other June 20th birthdays include:
Nicole Kidman, 1967
Paul Goydos, 1964 - Dirtbag
Dickie Thon, 1958 - Suffered one of the worst sports injuries I ever saw when he got hit in the face by a Mike Torrez fastball.
Cyndi Lauper, 1953 - Best known for "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" but "Time After Time" is a much better song
John Goodman - 1952
Bob Vila, 1946
Lionel Richie, 1944 - The lead singer of the Commodores is unfortunately better known for his solo work and even more unfortunately, he's even better known as Nicole Richie's dad
Terry Funk, 1944 - The King of Hardcore
Brian Wilson, 1942 - Lead singer of the Beach Boys though he did not sing lead on my favorite Beach Boys song, former song of the week, "God Only Knows"
John Mahoney, 1941 - Played Marty Crane on "Frasier" where he was constantly upstaged by the adorable dog, Moose who played Eddie
Mrs. Poop bought me a bunch of things, including a shirt (the short sleeves are particularly short and the guns aren't looking as good as they used to), a new pair of sunglasses (this is a gift for her, she hated looking at my old ones because the paint was starting to chip around the nose) and a scratch-off ticket.
She picked the ticket with the poker theme. Basically you get 5 2-card hands (Texas HoldEm) and the "champion" gets one. You need to reveal the board (flop, turn and river) and beat the champion. I got several junk hands but also got jack-ten of diamonds, one of my favorite suited connectors and ace-7 which figured to be favored over a random hand. Unfortunately the champion was holding ducks meaning I was behind but had two overcards on all five of my hands. A king came in the door, then an ace, putting me ahead, but the champion 2-outed me by hitting a deuce. When a king hit the turn the champion filled up and I was left drawing to 4 outs, a king or an ace for the bigger boat. A 5 hit the river and Mrs. Poop wasted $5 on a scratch off ticket.
My last gift was a GPS system. Since I am always making wrong turns due to bad guesses and inattentive driving this is a welcome if costly gift. It should certainly help us as we begin our summer of Poop (more on that later this week).
The day ended with a Mets victory, which is just about the best way a day can end, so I am happy and hoping my 30s will be as good as my 20s, which started oh so long ago.
I hope Damino who shares a birthday and 30 years ago shared a nursery with me (we were born in the same hospital on the same day), also had a nice day.
Dirk Nowitzki was born on June 19, 1978, but I don't think it was at Staten Island Hospital.
Other June 20th birthdays include:
Nicole Kidman, 1967
Paul Goydos, 1964 - Dirtbag
Dickie Thon, 1958 - Suffered one of the worst sports injuries I ever saw when he got hit in the face by a Mike Torrez fastball.
Cyndi Lauper, 1953 - Best known for "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" but "Time After Time" is a much better song
John Goodman - 1952
Bob Vila, 1946
Lionel Richie, 1944 - The lead singer of the Commodores is unfortunately better known for his solo work and even more unfortunately, he's even better known as Nicole Richie's dad
Terry Funk, 1944 - The King of Hardcore
Brian Wilson, 1942 - Lead singer of the Beach Boys though he did not sing lead on my favorite Beach Boys song, former song of the week, "God Only Knows"
John Mahoney, 1941 - Played Marty Crane on "Frasier" where he was constantly upstaged by the adorable dog, Moose who played Eddie
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
30 Years Ago Today
On June 10, 1978 Affirmed edged out Alydar at the Belmont Stakes to win the Triple Crown, a feat no one has been able to duplicate since.
Also on June 10, 1978, Mrs. Poop was born. Also a feat no one has been able to duplicate since.
Happy Birthday!
Also on June 10, 1978, Mrs. Poop was born. Also a feat no one has been able to duplicate since.
Happy Birthday!
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
Happy Birthday
A year ago this cuddly little polar bear was born at the Berlin Zoo. Shortly thereafter his mother abandoned him and he was taken in by human keepers. They named him Knut and schoolchildren sang him songs of praise.
Knut celebrated his first birthday today in Berlin with a special cake with wooden candles, but he no longer has that fuzzy whiteness that we all we in love with.
Knut celebrated his first birthday today in Berlin with a special cake with wooden candles, but he no longer has that fuzzy whiteness that we all we in love with.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Happy Birthday Pizza Parlor Derek
The man with the gay smile turns 30 years old today.
For his 30th birthday he received a Sirius Satellite Radio and reacted like a small child who just got a new bike for Christmas.
I hope he used his new radio to listen to his Broncos win a tough road game with a last second field goal.
And I hope that in the next 30 years Derek spends less time chatting up girls on MySpace and more time writing for the Parlor and the Pride.
But that's a selfish wish, it's probably better for him to keep chasing cyberskirts.
For his 30th birthday he received a Sirius Satellite Radio and reacted like a small child who just got a new bike for Christmas.
I hope he used his new radio to listen to his Broncos win a tough road game with a last second field goal.
And I hope that in the next 30 years Derek spends less time chatting up girls on MySpace and more time writing for the Parlor and the Pride.
But that's a selfish wish, it's probably better for him to keep chasing cyberskirts.
Monday, August 13, 2007
The Happys
It was a busy weekend for milestones.
The woman without whom this blog would not exist (because I wouldn't exist) celebrated her birthday on Saturday. Happy Birthday mom!
And one day later my sister, who has adjusted to being called Step On Me (choosing it as the lesser of two evils when compared to Poop On Me), celebrated her birthday by watching little Jenna walk around.
And Monday is the anniversary of the creators of my wonderful niece. You may them know them as Master and Mrs. Bates but my brother and my sister-in-law are more recognizable as Cayla's parents.
August 13th is also the birthday of Billy, and next year it will coincide nicely with his first wedding anniversary, a wedding about which you will be reading shortly.
Happy birthday and anniversary to all.
The woman without whom this blog would not exist (because I wouldn't exist) celebrated her birthday on Saturday. Happy Birthday mom!
And one day later my sister, who has adjusted to being called Step On Me (choosing it as the lesser of two evils when compared to Poop On Me), celebrated her birthday by watching little Jenna walk around.
And Monday is the anniversary of the creators of my wonderful niece. You may them know them as Master and Mrs. Bates but my brother and my sister-in-law are more recognizable as Cayla's parents.
August 13th is also the birthday of Billy, and next year it will coincide nicely with his first wedding anniversary, a wedding about which you will be reading shortly.
Happy birthday and anniversary to all.
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