That picture to the right is of McBias. It's up here for two reasons: 1) I think it's funny as shit. I call those 'proof of life' pictures as I would assume those are the kinds of pictures taken when they don't have a NY Times handy to show proof of life. Of course, a kidnapper/hostage taker would probably be wearing a hood of some sort. 2) He's the only blogger I know with more gray hair than me.
Like I said before, wedding preparations are in full effect at this point. I think I spent like 20 hours working on a slideshow that will depict whatever slideshows are supposed to depict. Cliche? Yes. And I apologize for not getting the punctuation above the e in cliche. I did it again there. Anyways, everyone does these slideshows but in true Cobra fashion, mine comes with a twist. What is that twist, you ask? I can't tell you right now but if the reaction at the reception is what I think it's going to be.....I might share it with you at a later date. If you are thinking fireworks, explosions and boobs then you aren't too far off.
We're done with the wedding showers, a total of three of them. I'm not going to complain about someone paying for a party/gifts for me. They were all very nice and I really enjoy dessert so I consider it a major victory for humanity.
Just about everyone who has ever been married goes on the 'wedding diet' or the 'wedding workout plan' prior to the wedding. We are no different. Amazingly, we've both retreated to our pre-engagement weight/sizes quite nicely. Kudos to us for having self control. Also, kudos to me for being awesome. That has nothing to do with the wedding workout plan, it's just a fact.
Speaking of self control......I've been to a few weddings as a single guy without a date, or maybe my date is in the wedding, and I get seated at the very last table in the joint. Actually, and this is funny, one time I actually had to sit in another room behind the reception hall. That did happen. Anyways, right now we are putting together the seating chart for the wedding. Am I a man that likes vengeance? You are damn right I am.
If there are any stand-up comedians looking for good material I have a good bit about neighborhood kids so email me to get it. If you don't curse during your set though you'll probably have to pass.
I wasn't going to have a bachelor party prior to my wedding. That's the end of that sentence. Then, I was sitting in traffic about two weeks ago reflecting on all the stupid shit I used to do and I realized that I had never been to Las Vegas for a bachelor party. Not only had I not been to Vegas for a bachelor party but.....I was probably the perfect guy to have a bachelor party in Vegas. To continue this epic story, next Friday, Buck Rampage, the Danimal and myself will be heading to Vegas for a mini-bachelor party. Why only three of us? If there had been more than four then I was certain that we would go to jail for a variety of reasons. I'm really not exagerrating. See, self control. I'm maturing. Nevertheless, this trip to Vegas is scaring the crap out of TLD. Well, the trip and the fact that I keep saying, "Don't worry about us paying for the wedding stuff, once I get back from Vegas we'll be richer than Jesus Christ."
I really don't have anything sports related to talk about right now. I haven't been able to see many games, I haven't had any fantasy football drafts yet and I'm not into college football. Nevertheless and heretofore, enjoy your Labor Day weekend. | 
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I'll be honest with you, I never thought that wedding planning would keep me so busy that I wouldn't have time to continue the 'How to Hit' series. Alas, that is where we are at right now. I don't want to give you guys crummy posts and I don't have the time to properly put together a blog post so you have my apologies. I will try to continue in mid-October after the wedding bonanza has commenced. 
Two classic lines from this post:
1) "Also, kudos to me for being awesome. That has nothing to do with the wedding workout plan, it's just a fact."
2) "Don't worry about us paying for the wedding stuff, once I get back from Vegas we'll be richer than Jesus Christ."
Good thing I don't do anything socially productive at work, because I would have been fired for actually laughing out loud.
I no longer work at "that place", so I'm not worried any more about showing my face on my blog. Long story... Not that I'm going to post my face on the blog like crazy, either, but cropping myself out would have been super-creepy.
I can understand you wanting to have my pic on the blog--pageviews are important and all. You're probably getting bombarded with hits, and...what's that? "lowest-read of last 6 months?" um, never mind.
But I'm not getting your NYT analogy at all--you're joking that this is the type of photo that the NYT uses to "humanize" crime stories? haha.
No, when you are holding someone hostage and the family asks for a photo as 'proof of life' they can take a photo of the captive holding the NY TImes, which has the date on the front page. That way the family knows that it's a recent picture and the person is still alive. If you don't have a NY Times handy I figure that putting the hostage taker in the photo would suffice. Or so I've heard.....
I think all pics that that are funny, not just yours, if that makes you feel better?
"The easiest way to prove that a photograph or video was taken recently is to make sure that it includes a newspaper, with the date and at least one article prominently visible. Often this is a photo of a hostage or kidnap victim, and is being used to prove that they haven't been killed."
"In Midnight Run, a bounty hunter takes a picture of his latest target with that day's newspaper. He shows it to the gangsters he's selling the target to before upping his price. The plan backfires because he didn't think to remove towels with the name of the hotel on them before he took the picture. "
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/AuthenticationByNewspaper
GM - Thanks, I have my moments. They are sometimes few and far between but they happen.
TLD reminds me that, in fact, Jesus Christ was fairly poor when he was alive. Nevertheless, he's cashing in on the collection plates now!
Ok, that makes more sense, although I'm not that excited to be called a hostage-taker. Mean Cobra. I swear she followed me of her own free will! haha.