Pub Crawls, Sun Roofs and the Dentist

Saw some people doing a Pub Crawl a few weekends ago when I was working at the Tavern. Oooh a Pub Crawl, am I supposed to be impressed? Cause I am zero. Oh, you get blacked out and go to a few different places? I do that to. It's called a Saturday.

-Now that I'm into Season 2 of Mad Men, it's official: all my favorite shows make me want to drink. Whether I'm watching Don and Campbell swilling whiskey on Mad Men, the good people of Bon Temps downing beers at Merlots on True Blood, Turtle and Vince ripping shots on Entourage or Tony and Sil sipping wine on Sopranos, any time I peep a show On Demand or on DVD, I get the urge to drink.

It just makes you think how much alcohol is prevalent in a social context. A few weeks ago I was talking with the Blogfathers about this. We wanted to kill an hour or so before a movie and really didn't feel like drinking (shocking I know). But besides going to get a beer or walking around the mall, what else can you do?? Well we ended up getting a cup of coffee, aka the adult way of socializing. Coffee or beer -- that's all you can do when you're meeting someone to catch up or kill time.

-Is there a difference between a Sun Roof and a Moon Roof? Is there a difference in the type of roof window on your car, or is it just a different way for people to refer to it? Like is a happy optimist calling that thing a Sun Roof and brooding pessimist calling it a Moon Roof? Or is there actually a technical difference between the two? I need to knowwww..

-The dentist is awfully like the auto body to me. They can just make up whatever they want. Because, honestly, who the hell knows? I love the old Seinfeld joke that you can't argue with the mechanic:

"Oh, looks like you need a new Johnson rod, here."
"Oh cool, yea, a Johnson rod. Sure."

Because who are you to say otherwise? And most of the time you just want to get whatever is wrong fixed and get it over with. Same thing with the dentist. You dread going. You know there is a 0-10% chance of you actually leaving there with good to decent news and you're praying you don't get too porked. The mechanic tells you that you need to fix an old belt. The dentist said you have a few "soft spots" that need to be fixed. Sure. You can pry around yourself and take a look. But in both cases, you probably don't even know what you're looking for and even if you did, you wouldn't know what to do when you found it.

--Nick

January Jones

(Just a little aside before we start: Thanks for all the good feedback for the Suck It post...just wish you a-holes commented!)

January Jones is the actress who plays Don Draper's wife in Mad Men, the popular AMC show that I finally just started watching thanks to Jared. Mad Men is as hot as it gets right now after True Blood. When shows gain steam like that, I just can't stay away. Need to see what all the fuss is about.

And as good as the show is, I've become more captivated with January. She's a little slice of Heaven in the show:

Whether she's playing the old-fashioned housewife leaving plenty to the imagination, or showing off in the risque Maxim and GQ photos below, January is voluptuous dream angel.

Seriously this is the convo I had with Jared yesterday when he walked into my room and saw I had the pic below as my desktop:

"Falling in love with January Jones already?"

"Yea, dude, she's my fav right now."

"You see her sex tape??"

((Most incredulous, agape face of all time)) "..what??"

"Haha, nah just kiddin."

Another underrated thing I was thinking of is how immediately hot are girls with months as first names. I'm saying 90% of the time it's a hot chick. You got January, August, June, October...anything except for April really. If I have a daughter, never naming that thing a month cause she would def be slaaauutttyyy.

--Nick