Friday is as Friday does

Snowing like all hell again in Flagstaff, Arizona. File this under “the view from my window”:

Big Jonny declined excitement.

File this under “fucking up a good thing”:

The traditional Philly cheesesteak has gone precipitously upscale at one new restaurant, where the chopped steak and melted cheese standard includes goose liver and truffles — and costs $100.

Barclay Prime owner Stephen Starr admits the haute cheesesteak is a marketing ploy for his steakhouse, which opened Tuesday. And he thinks it’ll sell. Read more:

Video of this trainwreck below:

I’ll take a straight up normal steak wid onions and provolone.

And $95 in change, kid.

Color me stoked: House Judiciary Committee Subpoenas Rove

The subpoena issued Thursday orders Rove to testify before the House panel on July 10. He is expected to face questions about the White House’s role in firing nine U.S. attorneys in 2006 and the prosecution of former Gov. Don Siegelman of Alabama, a Democrat.

‘Ol Turd Blossom is going to have to answer some questions, eh? ‘Bout damn time; he a junvenille shit bag with way to long of a run. It’s time he answer some serious questions and face the fucking music.

As a side note, no mention of this on the drudgereport yet. I guess he’s just going to hang back and see how this one plays out before sticking his toes in. And I’m sure he’s also wait if it was, say, a Clinton who was subpoenaed. His lack of comment is merely a coincidence.

Good thing some folks ain’t scared to call it like they see it:

Just off the House floor today, the Crypt overheard House Judiciary Committee Chairman John Conyers tell two other people: “We’re closing in on Rove. Someone’s got to kick his ass.”

Asked a few minutes later for a more official explanation, Conyers told us that Rove has a week to appear before his committee. If he doesn’t, said Conyers, “We’ll do what any self-respecting committee would do. We’d hold him in contempt. Either that or go and have him arrested.” Read it:

West Virginia is full of idiots: This is right up there with scissoring. (BP already had this in an earlier post – but damn if I was going to edit it out. It is right up there with scissoring for fuck sake!)

I’ll leave this one off with a joke:

A little boy got on the bus, sat next to a man reading a book, and noticed he had his collar on backwards.

The little boy asked why he wore his collar backwards.
The man, who was a priest, said “I am a Father.”
The little boy replied “My Dad doesn’t wear his collar like that.”
The priest looked up from his book and answered “I am the Father of many.”

The boy said “My Dad has 4 boys, 4 girls and two grandchildren and he doesn’t wear his collar that way”

The priest, getting impatient, said “I am the Father of hundreds” and went back to reading his book.
The little boy sat quietly thinking for a while, then leaned over and said, “Maybe you should use a condom and wear your pants backwards instead of your collar.”

Two friends of mine are getting married tomorrow. Outside. In this. I’d laugh if it didn’t mean I’d be standing around freezing my ass off.

On second thought, I’ll go with laugh.

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

12 thoughts on “Friday is as Friday does

  1. “just right on top….. just right on top….. and, just right on top.” what a douche. you’re totally right, big J. i’ll take the $95 in change and use it to keep my fucking lights on.

  2. Wiz Wit down south of mission, near Bloody Mayr’s… Best Philly cheez i had on the west coast. Hands Down.

    (googles it and finds out its closed and got horrible review…)

    Fucking Frisco idiots don’t know a good thing when it dribbles down their chin.

  3. “Isn’t santorum the preferred chin dribble in that locale?”


    Chin dribble in San Francisco…? oh never mind, too easy.


  4. I am so sick and fucking tired of the term “cheese steak” being used for steak-em’s and velveeta. When I moved to nashvegas, some fuck wad offered me a sandwich he described as a “cheese steak”. It was shit.

    Two weeks ago I head to the homeland for my brother’s wedding. REAL food, REAL people, REAL beer (Yuengling Porter…heh heh-in your face Jonny). Slices of pizza made by Italians.

    What that fuck wad is doing to good food is the same as Lean Cuisine is doing to Chinese. If you can speak english, you can’t make good chinese food, asshole.

    yeah, that pisses me off.

  5. Yeah…clam jousting….Hehehehe…awesome. Found out a couple hours ago that the bar I can bike to has Fat Tire on tap. Am wasted right now. Clam jousting…cool.

  6. …big snow in tahoe, too…

    …& bikepunk….i know, details, details, details but i think ya meant ‘hamburger mary’s’ down near ‘the stud’…good, real late night grub while skate boarding that town so many years ago…& a full bar back when i cared about that stuff…

  7. That’s the one… Maybe coz they have real good bloody mary’s there… I forget. I knew it was some mary something-or-other.