Monday, August 08, 2005


Via Instant Message, my friend Dan has requested a very funny posting today, because of my last posting, which he called, "Your most boring...ever." I'll try Dan.

So first off, lemme explain what caused me not to post on Thursday at 3 o'clock, as promised. I was taping the VH1 show, "Best Week Ever". The taping went really well, but started about an hour late, so I didn't get back here until about 4:30. When I got back, I was feeling creatively shot and I couldn't come up with much of anything. Then, for the rest of the day, I had this feeling that I'd somehow let down the readers here, but at the same time I kept thinking who am I letting down since the comments section is barely used. That, caused the crazy follow-up posting on Friday.

Best Week Ever aired Friday at 11 o'clock, and yours truly didn't make the cut. I was funny, funnier than pretty much everyone on there, but for whatever reason I didn't make it on. I've since heard from several sources that often people don't get on their first time, but I'd be lying if I said it didn't suck nonetheless.

On Saturday, feeling pretty depressed about BWE, but also wanting my most recent post to be anything beside what I wrote on Friday, I just posted some of the jokes that I used on Best Week Ever. While funny, they were completely out of context to what I like to do on the Daily Dave, and didn't have the heart I like to think exists here. So Dan was right, and the posting was probably my worst...ever.

Alright, well there will be plenty more chances to get on shows that I'm too funny for, so I'm off my soapbox now and back to myself...

Verizon just sent me a letter saying that for same price I am currently paying they can now offer me more daytime minutes if I come into the store. Seems too good to be true. I'm pretty sure it's one of those, "Come on in and we stick a micro-chip in your brain" deals.

Another fantastic Six Feet Under last night. It was making me think what I want to happen to me when I die. I think I'd like to be blasted into space. Not even attached to a rocket or anything, just my body shot-out of a giant cannon, like something Wile E. Coyote would do.

Tiff, I'm working on those underwear pictures you requested, but everytime I take them to the store to get devoloped the guy behind the counter claims, "They just dissapeared again." Weird, I know.

Flicking the channels as I write this and for some reason stopped on a WNBA repeat from last night. Good for them to keep trying even when nobody cares. That's what the dream is all about.
Have you seen pictures or video of Ricky Williams since his return to the Dolphins? I'm pretty sure the whole team will be smoking his beard after each loss.

Madden 2006 came out this week. I'm now officially four years off my Madden peak. Getting older ain't fun lemme tell ya. First your Madden skills go, and next, I assume, someone will have to change my diaper.

The top 3 phrases that people come to Rubinville are, "Horse Penis", "Horse Vagina" and "Darin Kagin".

Sorry, Darin.

Everytime I turn on Sportscenter and they are showing Nascar I feel like we're losing the War on Terror. Think about it.

Okay, that's it for today. Dan, I hope this one worked for ya, but it might take me another day or two to get my full flow going again. Damn you, VH1.

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