Experimented with some “Frankenstein” sneaker concepts, combining two different sneakers into one monstrosity.
Here I took several different Adidas Yeezy Boost 350s and merged them with the midsoles of the Air Jordan 3, 4, 5, 6, 11 and 14. Nobody asked for this. I admit that these are mostly terrible, but we’re just going to roll with it. Brighter days ahead!
The highly anticipated Ben & Jerry’s x Nike SB “Chunky Dunky” collaboration released today, May 26th. These special edition sneakers mirror Ben & Jerry’s signature packaging, complete with blue skies, green pastures and a cow print design. Very cool stuff, IMHO.
I was not one of the fortunate souls who (whom? whomst?) won the right to pay 100 American dollars for the Ben & Jerry Dunks, but the concept got me thinking about some other sugary delights that would pair well with the Nike SB Dunk Low. I asked myself, “What about a Cereal Series of low-top dunks?”
And here’s what I came up with:
BONUS: My Mount Rushmore of Cereal includes Cinnamon Toast Crunch, Frosted Flakes, Honey Nut Cheerios and Reese’s Puffs.
I logged onto twitter on the morning of May 11, 20Quarantine to learn that my good friend, Jim Fuoco, still had not returned text(s) from my other good friend, Mike Salvatore. People are starting to wonder. Something fishy is going on.
As everyone already knows, Mike first called Jim out on twitter earlier this week with the following question, “Why hasn’t @JimFuoco answered my texts?” Today, Mike updated his 193 followers on the situation: “Day 3 of @JimFuoco not answering my texts. Where are you hiding?”
Where is Jim hiding? Is he even hiding at all? And why hasn’t he answered Mike’s texts? Do Jim and Mike text frequently? Most importantly, what is Mike texting Jim that is so urgent?
In regards to the latter, here are the TOP 10 most plausible scenarios:
Looking for a ride to Davis for MDW. One of the only reasons to contact Jim Fuoco is to see if he’ll be around to give you a ride to the beach for the holiday weekend. As such, this is prime time for Jim’s inbox and there’s a chance Mike Sal’s texts got lost in the jumble. And there’s an even better chance that Jim is simply ignoring said requests.
Fantasy Football Trade Proposal. Anybody who knows Mike Sal knows that he loves, and I mean loves, to wheel and deal. There is no off-season when it comes to fielding calls about Devin Singletary or Zach Ertz.
Reese’s Softball. Covid-19 may have cancelled Island Slowpitch fore the foreseeable future, but I can assure you longtime Reese’s head coach Steve Fuoco is planning to host practices and or tryouts/hazings in the coming weeks. It’s reasonable to think the lefty is looking to get some hacks in with the Reese’s gang at Shorefront. Speaking of Shorefront, I have hit great, big, over-the-fence home runs there.
Fuoco Memorial Golf Tournament. Perhaps Mike is inquiring about the 51st annual Fuoco Memorial Golf Tournament coming up in September (Lord willing). Maybe Sal would like to participate, donate or volunteer his time for a good cause? Considering he is an alleged non-essential degenerate gambler, his time and money will likely be better spent at the OTB.
5. Wellness Check. Mike is genuinely concerned about Jim’s overall health and just wants to check in with an old pal. If that is the case, I will be very upset that Jim got a wellness check before me.
6. Computer Issues. This is my dark horse candidate. If Mike’s laptop crashed he may be desperate enough to contact the Human F9 himself.
7. American Flag Bathing Suits. Just like computer problem-solving, Jim is the go-to source for your 4th of July apparel. If you’re hoping to come out of quarantine with a brand new star spangled banana hammock “The Captain” will gladly point you in the right direction while humming God Bless America through a megaphone.
8. Josina Anderson. Just wants to chat about some of Josina Anderson’s latest breaking news, such as, “Free agent CB Jonathan Joseph just texted me: “Hey. Gonna sign with the Titans.”
9. Attempt To Overthrow The Commish. This is the most unlikely of all, but it would be very remiss of me not to mention how these two could be secretly plotting to remove me as commissioner of TLOEG. Again, this is the most unlikely.
10. I Can’t Think Of 10 Reasons Why Mike Would Possibly Text Jim.
Whatever the case may be, I hope Jim and Mike start texting again soon. I look forward to seeing them, and the rest of my friends, in the very near future!
This scene always gets me. It’s from Season 5, Episode 8 aka “Marco Polo.”
Baccala casually digging at Junior by asking him if he got invited to Carmella’s dad’s surprise party, then looking on in utter DISGUST when Jooonya immediately ruins the jubilee.
Bobby experiences the same range of emotions here as when Janice forced the last tray of Karen’s ziti down his gullet. On the verge of tears. The man loves three things: Karen’s ziti, model train sets and a properly executed surprise party.
On the other end of the spectrum, Junior could not be happier to blow the lid off Carmella’s attempt at a surprise for her dad. He relished the opportunity. Could not fucking wait to get on the horn with Hugh and spill the beans. What a spiteful dick. Quintessential Joonya!
As it turned out, the call to Hugh actually set the stage for Tony & Carmella getting back together. Had Junior not intentionally ruined the surprise, Hugh never would have found out that T wasn’t invited to the jubilee, and therefore wouldn’t have insisted on the man of the house being there. Carmella reluctantly caved to her dad’s wishes, Tony was the life of the party, and they capped off the night with a little Marco Polo makeout sesh like they were back in high school. So credit to Junior for saving Tony & Carm’s marriage.
Lastly, the shit-eating grin on old Hugo’s face when Jun jokes that the biggest surprise is that they’re still alive! Buona Fortuna!
The term “earn your stripes” is defined as “to do something which shows that one deserves to be accepted and respected by the other people in a field or profession.” In the police force one can earn his or her stripes by walking a beat downtown before working their way up to lieutenant. In construction you can earn your stripes by doing all of the dirty work that nobody wants to do. And in baseball, you can earn your pinstripes by successfully fielding a ground ball for the New York Yankees.
When it comes to video games, the one true way to earn your stripes is by racking up Ws LIVE on Twitch. That, my friends, is exactly what Michael Jordan Donohue accomplished on the night of May 6, 2020. It wasn’t the first time that the sharpshooter widely known as @DonnyBabyKid1 (aka Long Hammering) and his team (including Tom Naab, Larry Tornetta and George Schwartz) have tasted victory in Call of Duty: Warzone, but “The Kid” is now doing it on the grandest stage of them all, TWITCH (and Mixer).
I won’t pretend to know the ins and outs of Warzone, though I know enough to understand that Donny Baby Kid will kill you in cold blood, finish the rest of your Mountain Dew, leave the empty bottle in the refrigerator and kiss your mother on the forehead on his way out the door. Few can acquire armor satchels with the swiftness displayed by Long Hammering. The effortlessness of it all can only be related to the sweet swing of Alex Rodriguez, back when he would send a 2-0 fastball into orbit faster than John Sterling could say, “DonRod Patchogue Gulag!”
Buyer Beware: Hostess’ Cinnamon Streusel Coffee Cakes will change your life.
I’m a longtime Drake’s Coffee Cake supporter but the Hostess’ Cinnamon Streusel variety was new to me. It’s basically your standard coffee cake, somewhat smaller, just drenched in a miracle cinnamon sugar just like those Auntie Anne’s pretzels. They are a certified weapon.
These individually wrapped cakes knock my socks off 8 times out of 8. Every single one is a slam dunk. A touchdown. A home run. Back to back to back to back to back to back to back to back. And when I say “back to back to back to back to back to back to back to back” I truly mean it because the only way you’re eating Hostess’ Cinnamon Streusel Coffee Cakes™ is if you’re running train on an entire box. It’s insanity. I’m going coo coo for these cinnamon streusel-coated morsels of joy. I can not help but verbally express how exceptional they are every time I take the first bite. “Oh my god,” “Oh my fucking god,” “fuck,” “these are unreal,” “just kill me right now.”
The only thing that would make them better is if each one was the size of my apartment. I sound crazy but that’s exactly my point, these coffee cakes are not of this world. You may become dependent on them after just one hit. Please enjoy responsibly.
Quick note on streusel: Some modern recipes add spices and chopped nutmeats to the flour, butter & sugar. I do not know if Hostess’ recipe contains either.