Showing posts with label McCuddy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label McCuddy. Show all posts

Monday, August 31, 2009

Saturday Highlights

Photo credits Marissa Rae Cornelison via Facebook.com

Mike "They call me McCuddy at the L St. Tavern" McCarthy talking to a couple about the 1987 Hartford Whalers season

Here's my friend Jeff. We have known each other for almost 10 years. No homo, but for whatever reason I gave him a condom once and wrote "Terror" on it (paying homage to the band of course).

Oh Look~There's me in the 1999 World Series Atlanta Braves Hat. For whatever reason I'm smiling, No idea why because I actually had a relatively sub par night. Also, it seems as if I am having a conversation with no one.


Lucky for me, unlucky for this girl. I was able to get this unknown glass of water to listen to my "blabber." God only knows what I was talking about. If I know myself right , and I do, it was about either the 2004 World Champion Red Sox, Green Day pre-nimrod, WBCN, The Chinese stock market, Aus-Rotten, The Rat, Abandoned subway tunnels, my ex girlfriend, the random Braves hat I was wearing, Mark Parenteau, Mike K, The Celtics/Dennis Johnson/Cedric Maxwell or myself. Either way, while I do give her credit for accepting the invitation to my Quincy room, Id still give this air heart of a person an overall personality rating of a 2 out of a possible 58.
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Here's my friend Sarah aka the other person wearing an Atlanta Braves hat. She actually is from Atlanta so it makes sense that she would wear an Atlanta Braves hat. At various points in my life I had Boston Braves hats, but not tonight. Regardless, she used to work at the local "Double Cheeseburger King" restaurant near my house and was actually the first person I ever gave a basketball card too. My point? I decided to retire that tired gimmick by way of giving her my box of no less than 359 various sports trading cards. She is moving to Austin, Texas, not the guitar player of my old band.

is it just me? or does this girl in the middle look like a more beautiful Chris Morgado? She is actually my neighbor, so I hope she doesn't see this. actually who cares?


Lastly, here's roughly 29.17 cases of Harpoon in a pool. "you gotta 21+ to get swim in the pool kiddo!"

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

They call me Leon Poetry....

specific documentation of utter importance



"Skybox 92"

Girbaud jeans ran the show.
it was years before the movie about the crow.
all the white girls wanted to give Vanilla Ice a kiss.
and MC Hammer yelled "cant touch this".
Crystal Clear Pepsi was on the map.
then they took it away - now that's crap.
B.U.M. Equipment was what people wore.
now only homeless wear it

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"Directions to the North Cambridge VFW"

Take The Red line to Harvard Sq. Take the Watertown Sq. (71)
or Waverly Sq. (73) bus to Star Market,
go up Belmont, take second right, Cushing,
all the way to the end, left on Huron,
look for the missle

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"Disapproval of young African American man's actions"

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buck wild with the trigger
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buck- I FUCK yo' ass up. What?

HUT ONE, HUT TWO, HUT THREE, HUT
Ol' Dirty Bastard, live and uncut.

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"The Expressway (93 South)"

I leave the tunnel and look to my right
what i see is a decent sight
not great, but decent

The Whales covered by an ITunes ad
The Fortress without the lock makes me mad

I pass jfk to savin hill next to the T
just ahead is IBEW Local 103!

The HOV is the lane that I am in
whats next?, a gas tank with ho chi mihn!

I'd rather hang out with Mike Greenwell and his Gators
than be caught shopping at National Wholesale Liquidators
Bradlees and Pizza Hut previously occupied the space it's in
and Pizza Hut wouldn't honor my Book it! pin
personal pan posers if you ask me
but lets get back to route 93

To The left is Quincy for the remainder of the way
minus a small portion of milton and dorchester bay