What a week in the Skipahsphere! Guess who got published in Yahoo Finance this past week? Not Dave Ramsey, but this dumb old pathetic blogger who knows more about using the F word in various forms of grammar than putting together a grammatically correct sentence. The Skipah Financial Tips blog posts are now two out of two on getting published. Pinch me, this can’t be real! At the moment, I’ve got CNBC & Fox Business News bidding heavily for my own half-hour talk show. If you believe that previous sentence, give me a call; I’ve got a lot more top secret information to tell you.
I’m not the only one having a good week!
With Sloane away missing softball practices and boning up on her banjo picking skills this weekend, and the Miss Madisonites off with the person listed as their father on their birth certificates, that left Miss Madison and me way too much time to get in trouble this weekend. We tried the best we could without getting arrested!
No we didn’t come across a pack of hippies selling us furniture this weekend!
After Friday night, I face certain mandatory review from the Man Card Committee as I willingly agreed to watch Sisters with Miss Madison. My case against getting my man-card pulled temporarily when it comes up for review is simply going to be, “She does my laundry.” I’m hoping that curries me some favor in the committee’s eyes. If not, oh well, on a flip note we also signed the same short term lease on the movie Bridge of Spies, but amazingly we never got to watch that. Mr. Skipah learned a valuable lesson Friday night…pick what movie we are watching first! Actually, before I end up sleeping outside for the next week, I must confess I suggested we watch Sisters first and now I’m facing a six-month suspension, I’m sure, from the Man Card Committee. Can I get an invite from the Woman’s Legion temporarily? Please, I’ll even offer to cater at the monthly meetings! I don’t want to be without a gender club, what in the hell am I going to do when I have to go to the bathroom at Target!
Guys that are currently living in the doghouse suck it up for 90 minutes and let your lady friend have a laugh. While it is playing you can fine tune your fantasy baseball team while pretending to look up cast members on IMDB from your favorite mobile device. Not that I have any knowledge of such things. My take on the movie: Yawn….laugh…..yawn….yawn….I’m not asleep…..giggle….I’m just checking my eyelids for holes…..for the love of god is this movie about over…..it was great honey! Did you know my best pitcher Matt Harvey got pounded by the Rockies tonight, err I mean that was James Brolin that played the dad?
Once I drafted my rebuttal letter to the Man Card Committee on Saturday morning, The Skipah’s Travelling Road Show decided to take their act to the capital of Hoosier land, aka Indianapolis! Miss Madison had used her Groupon ninja skills to land us a five-star dinner at Dairy Queen pricing in The Circle City for the evening. Our original plan was to make a day out of it by visiting the Indianapolis Art Museum, but since I-65 has been under construction since wearing Jordache was cool, we didn’t arrive in time to take in the finest artwork in the great state of Indiana. Although taking the back routes to Indy offered some great conversation, and made me question my sanity at times.
Not quite Niagara Falls, but pretty cool.
After sitting in stop light hell, we finally made it to Indy and power walked our way around downtown and then took in the Circle Centre Mall. If you have never been to Indy and need some time to waste, I highly recommend the mall. Miss Madison and I killed a good hour and change there. She was running up imaginary four figured shopping tabs, and I was looking for my Indy blogging pals.
Indiana is so cool we have our mannequins trained in martial arts!
The good folks at Georgia Reese’s Southern Table & Bar serve a fine dinner. If it wasn’t for the aforementioned Groupon deal, I would have never eaten there and probably never will again until my CNBC/FOX financial show goes live. Without throwing them under the bus (they don’t deserve it), all I can say is Famous Dave’s is a better bang for your buck. When you inquire if they sell the “house” bbq sauce to the public and the server tells you it’s Sweet Baby Ray’s that you can get at any area grocery store, you know you are overpaying for dinner. I love Sweet Baby Ray’s variety of bbq sauces, but they are on sale for a dollar a bottle usually.
All in all, though, it was a great dining experience and if you are ever there, please get the smashed potatoes and thank me later! The atmosphere alone was great, unfortunately, Miss Madison and I had to return home before the live music began.
I believe the bathrooms were outfitted from Restoration Hardware.
Things might be quiet around here for a few days, three days of softball this week (weather pending, and that’s a big if) and my evenings are going to be consumed with traversing the Kentuckiana triangle. Sloane comes first and foremost before the bloggy world, if long time readers see some reposted material they have already dismissed as “useless dribble,” you will know why.
About it, for now, Miss Madison was cracking a whip on me today on yard work and my bones are screaming for some ibuprofen. Hammy has informed me that he has a contact for something a little stronger, but being subjected to a random drug test at work, I’ll stick to the OTC stuff.