Sixty Nining Mr. Bill and Mr. Brummblebutt

I'll tell you,
Like Brumm told me
Bill Eats Everything
Around Me
Whipped Cream Bikini y'all
Eatin off of Bill y'all

Wining and Dining Mr. Brumm and Mr. Bohle

Whoever's out there in Blogland, I will be at EMRB for lunch at Noon. Hope to see you there!

Getcher eggs!

With all the great feeds that Gooch has to offer, it should be an excellent laying season for the hens! Come feast on the bootyful bounty at noon!

Thursday

I am planning on being at lunch today at Noon. But I have an errand that I need to run at the IMU first. So I am leaving now, and will try to make it back by Noon as best as I can. I'm pretty sure that I can make it.

Dammit Bill!

If I have to warn you one more time, I'm disbanding No Complaints! Michael, take this as a warning as well. I don't want to have to rub your nose in it too! If we can act like civilized human beings today, I'll let you guys have lunch with me. If not, I'll let you touch me while I'm touching it.

Monday hill ...

... Tuesday valley. The ebb and flow of the lunch tides (nor the moonlit tidal pool) doesn't affect the fact that I'll be at lunch today. Hope to see a friendly face or two!

Monday

Good morning, Americans ... it's Monday! I'm going to be at lunch today. EMRB Noonski.

Thursday is kick ass!

So I don't know how you guys come up with such great posts. You probably spend more time than just 13 seconds in writing a post, I guess. But without further ado, and without anything funny to say, I'm hitting up lunch at Noon at EMRB. Michael, if you're around that would be kick butt. I mean ass. Ass is funnier, right?

Like a party in my mouth!

I had a kickass picture for the blog today that required some homework but alas, blogger is being a sonuvabitch and not letting me upload pictures.
The question remains, who's down for a food orgy around noon?

Tuesday Lunch

Hey Michael, as per usual it looks like not too many people will be around today. But I am planning on eating lunch at EMRB at Noon if you're interested man.

Later!
Bill

Doggy Doo

Yup, my entire lab smells like this. The thing that kills me is that no one else seems to notice the doggy-shit smell. It's definitely not me either.

Please, oh please, won't someone come to lunch to take my mind off of this shitty situation??

Onward, Dino-buddies! (1 o'clock!!!!!!!)

This is a picture of my 28th birthday cake. The story is, that Trex is about to smash that cabin to bits, and then he's seriously thinking about crushing up that convertible as well. The smaller dinosaur is looking on, thinking, "Dude, that's harsh."

This is all to tell you that this is the last chance you douchebags are gonna get to kick ol' Clake around the schoolyard. I'm taking my ball(s) and moving across the river, where the shops are expensive and the mentally ill sing loudly and unabashedly in the streets. I'm taking a 1pm lunch today in EMRB. Anyone who wants to man up and take their lunch at 1 o'clock as well is welcome to join. What's the matter, am I too REAL for you?

You can take this to the bank

Last week we talked about how cashing in coins is the only reason why many of us go to the bank these days, which reminded me of a certain escapade from my recent Boston trip. To explain, may I direct your attention to the giant green Crayola crayon between my legs? You might also notice the wad of Jacksons in my left hand, and the reverse peace sign (AKA: British middle finger) in my right. Well, said crayon (combined with a couple other boxes of coins) contained over $550 bones including 9000+ pennies, which were redeemed (by me & my boy) not at the local bank but rather the neighborhood Stop & Shop. They had this machine, and we only clogged the thing once (but on purpose) just to send a message to all onlookers that C.R.E.A.M.

In closing, E.M.R.B. = Everything Me Rules Bananas?

It's a bird. It's a plane. It's a happy sausage?

I'm considering a lunch today:
Any takers?

A Fully Illustrated News and Opinions Source

Busy weekend and a boring Monday morning have combined for a lengthy and spastic blog entry. I'll cover it like a true news source. News, then Weather, then Sports.

News:

Lil Wayne was arrested in Boise, I da ho, (mug shot above) this weekend on an outstanding warrant from Georgia. What was the offense back in Georgia? Drug possession. Am I suprised? Hell yes! Not that he does drugs (listen to his songs, he definitely does drugs) but that he got arrested. He's rich and he's an artist. Put those together and you've got a get out of jail free card. I mean, the Beatles never got in trouble for drugs when they..... what's that? Oh... well, I'm sure he'll get out of it and spit some sweet rhymes about this in no time. As an aside, I'm sure none of the readers of this blog listen to rap or even like it, but Lil Wayne makes some very unique stuff. He's from New Orleans and has a very backwater sound to his music and has very creative lyrics.

Weather:

It was rather warm this weekend. I'm going to go with an argument I hear quite often: This is proof of global warming. Why else would we have beautiful weather in October?? Before people started polluting the world, there was no weather, just average temperatures and rainfall. You could always expect the temperature to be exactly where it should be at all times.... that's why they call it an average!

Sports:

The Cubs lost (got beat down) their series with the Arizona D'bags. Although I'm a Cub fan and lived and died with their every loss this summer, there's an eery calm that's come over me now that they've lost. Everything is right with the world and unlike the Red/White Sox, I don't have to put up with cute girls in pink Cubs hats running around "rooting" for stuff when they don't know Fontenot from Theriot. There's always next year!

In football news. the ever popular "This is Sportscenter" series features Jim Kelly (oh, oh, ohohoh, HELL YEAH, Hell Yeah...... hell yeah..... hel.... oh, oh....) getting his Hall of Fame jacket eaten by a mascot.

Editorial:

The wonk illustrated.

Copyright 2007 No Complaints

Thursday Lunch

Hey guys, I know it's an off day for Phil, and this is a late post, but I will be at EMRB at Noon (about 10 minutes or so) for the lunch.

Philthy's Halloween Plans?

What's the third hole in that sheet for? Maybe we should ask him at lunch in EMRB. Takers?

Death of a party

I am, in a word, crushed.

For 3+ years there has been a veritable party in my mouth every time I’ve dined at -- nay, even thought about dining at -- Joensy’s Restaurant in Solon, IA. I can still hear the waitress’ voice asking: “Would you like some ‘frickles’ (fried pickles) with your tenderloin, sir?” Combine these with a lean and mean Bison Burger and several big screen TVs -- which on occasion have been known to show Buffalo Bills games featuring Jim Kelly’s no-huddle offense -- and you my friend have the recipe for, to borrow a line from Belinda Carlisle, Heaven in a place on Earth.


Brumblestiltzkin eating a tenderloin at Joensy's (from his actual gmail photo): "I just thought they were black beans," he reflected this morning.

But then I read this, and my innocence was shattered:

When (Brian Joens) asked what the complaint was, I pointed to the live roach on the counter top (across from the dish machine) next to me and said there was a complaint about roaches. His wife, Lisa, came around the corner behind me, saw the roach after I pointed it out and smashed it with her hand and brushed it off to the floor," the record of communications stated.

That would be 1 line from today's Press-Citizen expose of a recent Johnson County Department of Public Health inspection of my beloved eatery.

At any rate, I will be partaking in today's $2.25 slice of roach pizza special at the Fountain. What do you say to noon lunch at EMRB?

Tuesday lunch

Morning gents, I'll be attending the Noon lunch. EMRB I would think. Any takers?

The Party's Crashing Us

Yes, Clake is crashing the party! All this week, due to vacationing co-workers and phone coverage, I find myself taking lunch during the traditional 12-1 time slot. Is anyone else EMRB-ing today (Monday, 10/1/07)?