I have really been enjoying watching Three Sheets on Mojo. But you don’t even need an HDTV to watch him. You can watch him on Hulu. The guy is funny. Like someone I would have hung out with in my wild seldom mentioned college days.

I didn’t drink back then, but IF I did. I would be all Steve Mckenna’ed with him every night.

I’m going to make it even easier to watch it by embedding episode one season one here on miceland. Cause that’s how I roll!

I made a Bond Quiz for my the men in my family. We were afforded some time to see the Quantum of Solace in the movie theater. Beforehand we went to Trader Vics in Emerville. I had some tiki drinks that were pretty good and mostly everyone else had Martinis.

I do know my brother in law had a scorpion bowl for one. I may have to try that soon.

Below the fold I have submitted to you my reader the test in its entirety. Answer in comments if you believe you know any of the answers.

I must have a selective memory.

I admit it. It might be OK if my memory was rose tinted. I might be so much happier if all I remembered were the good times.

Today a friend of mine told me that I kissed her.

I have no recollection of this kissing.

It seems to me when a pretty girl kisses you, you should remember this. Really the memory should be kept locked up and looked at once in a while when no one is looking. Like your treasure. Not a treasure like plastic Mardi Gras beads where you can drape yourself in them and parade around saying look at me, I’ve got treasure. You can’t have any of my treasure. A treasure like everyone is asleep and you drag it out from underneath your bed and you look it by the light of the moon, or maybe just the streetlight that is shining in your window.

Maybe I have convinced myself that it never happened to keep my mind uncluttered. *Cough* *cough* *Bullshit* *cough*

Well it does give me pause to wonder. What else have I forgotten?

I think this may be evidence that I am a jerk.

Well if I kissed you and forgot about it. I apologize. It won’t happen again.

I was reading some article that now I cannot find that was saying that 15% is no longer a satisfactory tip. Now 18-20% is good and 15 is stingy.

What? Did a waiter write this? What the heck?

I’m sorry. I am going to continue to give 15% for good service. 10% for not so great serivce. 20% for awesome, anticipate my needs before I have asked for them, get to know me, flirty yet personable service. Call me Uncle Scrooge if you want to.

What do you all think about the tip jar. Do you use it when you get something with counter service ala Starbucks or Jamba Juice. What about when you get take out food at a restaurant?

I want to know.

I never really thought I would see something quite like this. Now that I have, I’m not sure what to think.

Actually I have never had any of these cereals. How about yourself?

They look spooky and yummy both.