For this episode of “Stu & The Dude’s Weekend Wrap-Up!” podcast, Stu Gotz made it back from Arizona with the Gotz family RV. It took him a little longer to get back, saw a giant cross, got pulled over but wasn’t running drugs, and noticed that Missouri seems to have the most adult book stores of any state in the Union. The Dude on the Right is boring, just saw “Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix,” walked, and watched NASCAR. Stu Gotz is so much more exciting sometimes, and even gifted The Dude with some family made zucchini bread.
Author: Andy Labis
Stu & The Dude’s Weekend Wrap-Up! An RV, Not Running Drugs, and Harry Potter.
By:
The Dude on the Right
Stu’s back, barely, so we’re back to our standard
podcast programming of a weekend wrap-up. I say Stu’s back, barely, because
thanks to his not believing Mama Gotz would be diligent enough to find one to
his specifications, well, the Gotz family is now the proud owner of a
recreational vehicle. Yup, that’s right, better than a family truckster, the
Gotz’s have an
RV.
So, for Stu’s weekend wrap-up, his was all about flying out to Arizona to drive
the thing back with his buddy, Cell-Phone John. He saw a giant cross,
got pulled over by a cop who helped him learn a thing or two about drug
smuggling, and made it back to the Gotz household at 3AM this morning. He
also explains why you can’t always count on Google Maps to be correct in telling
you how long your trip will take (the Google folks seem to forget something very
important in their calculations).
Me, I wish my weekend was nearly as exciting
as Stu’s, but I kept it simple by seeing "Harry
Potter and the Order of the Phoenix," of which I give Stu my take on the
film,
going for a walk, and working on our Second Life location. I also tell Stu
that in his place next week I might try to persuade my niece to join me for a
podcast. We’ll see how that goes, but I doubt she’ll grace me with her presence,
so, instead, I might be flying solo.
Thanks for listening.
That’s it for this one! I’m The Dude on the Right!! L8R!!!
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What’s New? A Movie Review of “Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.”
For this movie review of “Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix,” The Dude on the Right really should start reading those Harry Potter books that he has already bought so maybe he would understand, before going into the movie, that the innocence of youth in the Hogwarts’ world is gone, and the franchise is now about the drama. He did like the movie, but really hopes Nymphdora Tonks (Natalia Tena) didn’t die because he finds her attractive, and hopes she has a larger role, or at a least a role, in the “Half-Blood Prince” movie. Maybe he should just read the book and find out.
A Pouty Boy, and No Pictures of “Team Pink” Girl.
By:
The Dude on the Right
Today
was a nice day in Chicago-land, and as I like to do on weekends I went for a
walk in a local forest preserve. It was an incident at the start of the
walk that for most of the rest of the time I wondered about something – Did I
ever do something like that when I was about five or six years old?
You see,
as I started upon the trail I saw up ahead a little boy, on a little bike,
trailing behind mom. Then, for whatever reason, the boy, I would gauge
about five or six years old, got off his bike, threw it to the ground, and
proceeded to sit himself down in the grassy area next to the path, crossing his
arms and legs and with a look of defiance of "I am not going on a bike ride
today." Mom quickly stopped, looked back at, I’m assuming it was her son,
seemingly perplexed by the actions of her son, and at times like these I sort of
wish I didn’t have my music playing during my walk, drowning out the ambient
noise around me, so I could fake needing to tie my shoes and see how mom planned
on diplomatically resolving the situation at hand, to get Skippy back on the
bike, or if she would just get all nuts saying something like "Get the hell back
on your bike and start riding. You’re the one who wanted to go for a bike
ride in the first place, so dammit, get riding," and which I would just have
probably died with laughter if the kid retorted back, "But Mom, I’m Jesus
Christ."
But, with music playing, I just walked on, and began to wonder if I
had ever done anything like that when I was a child. Did I ever just sit
down and pout, and then I took out the pouting part because I’m 100% sure I have
pouted as a youngin’ (hell, I’ve probably pouted as an oldin’, too). It
was the entire package of the little boy that was classic, from the slamming
down of the bicycle, to the sitting down with crossed arms and legs, to that
perfect face, and I almost wished I could have captured that on my iPhone.
Instead, I took these couple of pictures of the prairie that is my weekend
walking location.
Now
the entire walk wasn’t just about wondering how I acted as a boy, as I was
walking I was passed up by a member of "Team Pink." She was tan, she was
thin, she had long, black hair, and I know she was a member of "Team Pink"
because she was wearing shorts with it spelled across her ass, and for an
instant I really wished I was in better shape so I could maybe run with "Team
Pink" girl, but for now walking is my speed and it was back to my recollections
of being a little kid. I remembered a moment I had run outside naked, I
remembered the bunk beds my brother and I had in our bedroom, I remembered being
a member of "The Fonz Club," and kept seeing in my head little pouty boy, and
kept convincing myself I was never like that.
With the music playing in my
head, and me heading back to the dude-mobile, I was getting over my "how was I
when I was a little kid" thoughts, and then, passing me up again was "Team Pink"
girl and it occurred to me, "Why am I taking pictures of the prairie when I
could be taking pictures of "Team Pink" girl." Sadly, though, she’s a
pretty fast jogger and before I could get my iPhone out of pocket, she was too
far away. "Goodbye ‘Team Pink’ girl."
And so, on today’s walk, I
recollected that I was a perfect angel as a little boy, and would never had
slammed my bike down, mostly because I didn’t learn to ride a bike until I was
like eight or ten years old, and the next time I’m going for a walk, and "Team
Pink" girl passes me up, I better have the camera ready for when she comes back
around.
That’s it for this one!
I’m The Dude on the Right!! L8R!!!
What’s New? A Podcast of: Enlarged Bladders, Stu Gotz is a Duck, and Do U Have a Crush on Obama or R U Hott 4 Hill?
On the eve of Friday the 13th, for this podcast, The Dude on the Right had the piss scared back into him thanks to Stu Gotz being a duck, and having a full bladder always makes him think of Jeff Probst. But that isn’t what is really concerning him. Sure, The Dude also worries about Kelly Clarkson, but he really hopes the Hott 4 Hill girl is bisexual, and rather than Hill being part of the threesome, well, Hott 4 Hill and Obama Girl will get together with him, The Dude on the Right, make a video, and then The Dude on the Right would have enough funds to run for President, or at least just have a lot of fun. The Dude sometimes dreams too much.
Enlarged Bladders, Stu Gotz is a Duck, and Do U Have a Crush on Obama or R U Hott 4 Hill?
By:
The Dude on the Right
This podcast is on Thursday the 12th, which simply means that tomorrow is
Friday the 13th, but thanks to Stu Gotz begging me to change his ring tone on my
iPhone from "Old Phone" to "Duck," when he called me today, while I was taking a
totally relaxing pee, he scared the pee right back in. The thing is that I
know holding your pee in isn’t a good thing, and I know this thanks to Jeff
Probst from "Survivor" who nicely detailed his enlarged bladder problem in
an interview with Howard Stern a while ago.
But this podcast isn’t only about
peeing, I also question Kelly Clarkson‘s taking on Clive Davis, but more
importantly can’t decide if I have a bigger crush on the Obama Girl, who
has a crush on Obama, or if I find myself more hot for the Hott 4 Hill
girl. I suppose if I knew the Hott 4 Hill girl was bisexual, well, that
might seal the deal, although I’m not sure a threesome with Hott 4 Hill, Hill,
and me, is really what I’m looking for. Now a ménage a trois with Obama
girl and the Hott 4 Hill girl, that would almost make me run for President in
2008, and I’ll bet the video might almost be able to finance my campaign.
That’s it for this one! I’m The Dude on the Right!! L8R!!!
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Just Remember: Eighty-Eight, Red-Ball Freight.
By:
The Dude on the Right
Sometimes I feel like I am one of Pavlov’s dogs. You might remember the
story of Pavlov and his dogs, where he did some experiments with dogs getting
them to salivate at only the sound they might be getting food, or at least
something like that. The problem for me is it seems almost forever I’ve
been doing this, but now that it is summertime my infliction is worse. You
see, and I know where it comes from, but every time I hear the phrase
"eighty-eight," I instantly respond either out loud, under my breath, or just in
my head, "Red-Ball Freight." Sadly, it being the summer, a lot of our high
temperatures lately are 88 degrees, to which I simply say, "Red-Ball Freight."
The thing for me is that it doesn’t matter where it occurs: It can be on
the TV where
Jerry Taft or
Tom Skilling
(weather dudes here in Chicago) say, "The high will be 88," and I say "Red-Ball
Freight." I might be checking our local weather on the radio and
Christina
Filiaggi might say "The high tomorrow, 88," and I say "Red-Ball Freight."
And even worse, here in Chicagoland we actually have an Interstate 88, which has
thankfully been renamed "The Reagan Tollway," so now when I check traffic at
least most of the time they don’t call it "I-88" anymore, and I don’t have to
say "Red-Ball Freight" anymore. "Eighty-eight" is in my head, and at every
instance, my response is "Red-Ball Freight."
The thing is that for the longest
time I couldn’t remember exactly where this affliction came from, although I
knew it had something to do with a poem, from somewhere around, my best guess,
fifth of sixth grade. I would drive friends crazy as I instantly said
"Red-Ball Freight," my secretary thought I was completely a lunatic, especially
during the summer, and I even sent an e-mail to a school teacher who quoted
"eighty-eight, red ball freight" as an example of a rhyme on her internet page.
She actually wrote me back and mentioned she remembered it was from a poem, but
sadly never got back to me as to its origin, my guess because she, too, thought
I was nuts.
Then the day came when I found it, of course, on the internet, and
it turns out the rhyme came from a poem called
"The Crossing," by Philip Booth, and along with the simple line of
"eighty-eight, red-ball freight" which has been the source of my eighty-eight
nuttiness for low these many years, the poem is also filled with many other
rhymes, all about watching a train go by at a crossing gate, with the many
different freight cars being pulled along.
I always thought when I finally
found out the origin of my nuttiness my Pavlov response to "eighty-eight" would
finally come to a stop, but sadly, I found the poem a couple of years ago, and
since it has been a slightly warmer summer than normal, "eighty-eight" comes
about in just about every weather forecast these days, and I just keep saying
"Red-Ball Freight." I guess Pavlov was right. The lucky thing,
though, is that after rediscovering "The Crossing," I just thank God there isn’t
much talk of "Hiawatha" here, because if "Eighty-eight, Red-Ball Freight"
weren’t bad enough, now when I hear "Hiawatha" I am now spouting "Lackawanna,
rolling fast and loose, ninety-seven, coal car, boxcar, caboose."
All I hope
for you is that after this blog, anytime you hear the phrase "eighty-eight," you
will now instantly think, say, mumble, "Red-Ball Freight." Happy nuttiness, and at least I won’t be alone in it!
That’s it for this one!
I’m The Dude on the Right!! L8R!!!
What’s New? A CD Review of “The Best Damn Thing” from Avril Lavigne.
The Dude on the Right wasn’t sure if he would review “The Best Damn Thing” from Avril Lavigne, but since the web re-design is finished, and he doesn’t give a crap about the Baseball All-Star Game, tonight seemed to be the perfect time. He also likes the second release from the CD, namely the ballad “When You’re Gone,” and has always been a fan of teenish, dudette pop. With that he doesn’t care about the lawsuit from “The Rubinoos” because he thinks “Girlfriend” is a better song.
What’s New? A Podcast of: Stu’s Gone, A Missed Opportunity, iPhone Ringtones, and Live Earth.
For this podcast The Dude on the Right is flying solo when normally Stu Gotz would be around. That’s alright, he’s got things to say, like how he might have missed out on his chance for “Survivor” stardom, he’s happy with his iPhone even though he can’t (hopefully just a yet thing) have his iPhone yell “It could be. It is!” when The Dude on the Right calls, and wished Melissa Etheridge would have sang some more of her songs during her “Live Earth” performance rather than her preaching how screwed up the world is. He did like Roger Waters and Bon Jovi during the show, though.
Stu’s Gone, A Missed Opportunity, iPhone Ringtones, and Live Earth.
By:
The Dude on the Right
So I’m flying solo for
this podcast which normally would be a "Stu & The Dude Weekend Wrap-Up!",
but Stu is traveling the nation so for this one, well, it’s just me. The
odd thing was that even though I didn’t think I had much to talk about, fifteen
minutes flies by as I let you know I might have missed my chance for stardom,
namely by not becoming a "Survivor" contestant. It’s also been over a week
since I’ve had my iPhone, and I love it, do not regret my buying decision
because I knew what I was getting when I got it, but am patiently waiting for
the ever-rumored software/firmware update to enhance my ringtone assignments.
For now all of my cool friends simply sound like an old phone ringing (I
couldn’t go the distance and make them sound like ducks), but one day, again, I
hope, when Harry Caray starts spouting "It could be, it is!", well, I’ll know
The Dude on the Left is calling me.
And since I couldn’t stop talking for this
podcast, watching "Live Earth" got me reminiscing about probably the best Stu
Gotz line in a review, ever, located in his
Melissa Etheridge review. Sadly her performance on "Live Earth"
let me down.
That’s it for this one! I’m The Dude on the Right!! L8R!!!
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