Merdle Beach

OK, so I’m finally getting around to posting some pics from my Myrtle Beach visit. All in all, it was a pretty sweet time (who knew it got so hot in South Carolina). Anyways, without further ado:

Yes, this is dudes in a truck getting pulled over by bicycling cops in the middle of a very busy street.

Just doing a little window shopping.

As you might expect, this is the ocean. That’s Africa in the distance.

Ok, I don’t get this at all. These fucking people down here have this obsession with the Gay Dolphin Gift Cove. I mean, like I overhead people saying that were going to meet there before going out and shit.

More Gay Dolphin like 50yd away.

Highlights:

Jimmigans - a cheap ass dive bar with good food and cheap beer. It’s so dark in there, you can’t tell what you’re taking home.

Gay Dolphin - need I say more?

Liberty Taproom - Happy hour, $4 appetizers and $3-22oz drafts (that’s delicious craft brew too, I recommend the red ale).

Low??lights:

Someone pissing on the downstairs cough making the condo smell like urine for the week.

16 hour drive back only to get 4 hours of sleep going into my first day of work.

Logistically they should have cheap seafood…you know, being on the ocean and all. However for some reason $26 for a seafood buffet isn’t my cup o tea.

Taking my clubs and not golfing.

Man the ocean is salty.

Midsummer Craziness

Well, a lot is happening right now. Firstly, I have a rather severly ruptured ear drum. That’s sweet. Secondly, I start a full-time job in less than a week. That sucks. Lastly, I’m leaving today for South Carolina. One last week of debauchery before growing up and becoming resonsible.

Anyways, I’ll have some pics when I come back.

Show Some Pride in Your Ride

This is how addicting the triple crown is. One minute, you’re taking the trash in your Panther car to your favorite dump spot, and the next, your at the Triple Crown enjoying $1.50 pints and shuffleboard.

As always, click the pic for full-size of this goodness.

Spuyten Duyval Golf Club Restrooms

I can’t guarentee anything like that.

The Gayest

58 Seconds Joe…. click for full size

Ethanol

My first attempt at political satire. Enjoy.

Weird French Sign

I was in France a while back and took some pictures. Here’s one I thought was slightly odd.

Restaurant Review - La Scola Italian Grill

La Scola Italian grill in Toledo, Ohio is located in the old Damon’s Steakhouse building, on Airport Highway, near Reynolds road. The exterior of the building is bland as it was before, however now complementary valet service awaits for those too lazy to walk the extra 30 feet.

Upon walking in, I was immediately surprised to see a lovely decor, with tons of framed black and white pictures lining the walls. The bar area hasn’t moved, however adjacent to it is a lounge area, complete with lush leather sofas and televisions.

To the food. I ordered the Bruschetta Formagio, the classic bread and tomatoes with Alfredo sauce to add to the flavor. This was absolutely phenomenal. The bread was perfect, the chiffonade of basil along with the tomatoes tasted like they were just picked off the vine. The $8 price was a little steep, being that one can order an entire pizza (personal portion) for just a couple bucks more.

Like the Bruschetta, the salads were very fresh, with excellent dressings. My caesar salad was crisp, with excellent croutons and caesar dressing, however the house salad with a Balsamic dressing was far better.

For my entree, I went with the Veal Piccata; a classic italian dish with a reduced Brandy-mushroom butter sauce. The dish was cooked well and tasted good, however the presentation was quite lacking. I was presented with basically a plate of brown stuff. However, the veal was cooked well, and the sauce was very good. The dish came with a side of pasta and tomato sauce which while good, was largely forgettable.

The pizzas were quite good, and at around $10, are a good deal compared to the rest of the menu. I was slightly disappointed with the Pizza Margherita - ‘the’ classic pizza - as the basil was in a chiffonade similar to the Bruschetta rather than whole. The Pizza Pollo Bandierra, while not very traditional, was much better, and the leftovers were fabulous.

All in all, I was definitely impressed with the decor and ambiance. I think that it’s slightly behind Rosie’s Italian Grill, but I will have to go again to check it out (and get the Saltimboca).

“Dis(over)abled” Olympic Athletes

We’ve all heard the story about South Africa’s Oscar Pistorius who while being a double-amputee is looking to qualify for his country to run the 400m at the Beijing Olympics. While this is a heart-warming story of someone overcoming adversary - not unlike Lance Armstong - as an engineer, I am shocked that this man will be allowed to run.

Originally it was determined that his super-bionic “blades” made him taller than he’d normally be, and provided an unfair advantage over the other athletes. I am completely in support of the original decision. However, the Olympic committee, possibly realizing that no one wants to leave the Olympics with two shot lungs from pollution, have allowed Oscar to run - apparently in a circus stunt to sell more tickets.

This is a landmark case that will allow many other prosthetics to be allowed in international play. You must understand that those fucking commie countries train their athletes from birth to do this shit. You don’t think they’ll stop at cutting off limbs? Come on. Anyways, I have came up with a few examples of what will happen at the 2012 Olympics if he is allowed to compete.

Chinese Long/High Jumper Fu Kiu

Ukrainian Shot Putter Dik Hurtzmelot

Australian Swimmer Zack Guppy

In all seriousness though, I do feel bad for the guy. I do agree that dominating the Special Olympics would be gay to the max, but when you start bringing carbon-fiber laced technology into the Olympics, then you throw everything out the window.

I’m sorry dude, you weren’t an Olympic caliber athlete before you were injured; doesn’t that tell you anything?

Lifeguarding, Old School Style

Here’s a little something in between Ace and Dutch’s to hold you over. Click the picture for a bigger size.