your fantasy team name

Baseball: Glenn Dale Guardians
Football: Glenn Dale Daggers (NFL); Glenn Dale Grizzlies (Arena)
Hockey: Glenn Dale Blizzards
Soccer: Glenn Dale United
Basketball: I don't remember.

Don't laugh: I won championships in three of the sports listed above. I made it to the finals in a fourth.

 

I usually go with Mighty Hermaphrodite or Swift Boat Vets for Midget Porn, but this year, I'll probably go with Ookie's Dog and Pony Show

 

Beach Blvd. is one of the streets our banana on wheels took to get to the Hebrew Academy Lubavitch, in Westminster. Oy.

And man, bucky, just hearing "PCH" makes me want to be there right now driving that road.

Hey, have you ever driven Loynes Drive in Long Beach? It's short but roller-coaster'esque. Take it fast and it's a fantastic ride, so long as you can maintain the car. It's a tweener road into Belmont Shore.

Newport, eh? Spaghetti Factory?

Damn, Newport is bringing up bittersweet memories, too; Newport Channel Inn, room 5.

 

NASCAR -- France Ticklers
Golf -- Short Puttz

 

I don't want to litter this thread with any more Punky than it needs, but you're wrong about Susie Garrett being Cherie's mother; Betty Johnson (Garrett) was, indeed, her grandmother like I said earlier.

Source: http://www.fandango.com/punkybrewster%5Btvseries%5D_v+++306083/summary

From Episode 4-18: Wimped Out:

Source: http://www.twiztv.com/scripts/punkybrewster/season4/punky-418.htm

And I am done with Punky Brewster tonight (admittedly, probably a little too late). It's time for dinner.

 

Nuh

Nuh-uh, mike311gd!

 

Haven't done much exploring of LBC, actually. Come back and show me around in exchange for a drink, eh? ... Newport's the site of my favorite secluded beach; doesn't have a name, it's a cove beneath some houses and past some rocks that you have to climb down next to Corona del Mar main beach. Never crowded -- except for that one time I took a nap on the sand and woke up to find some religious nuts performing full-body baptisms and chanting/singing in a circle. Freaky.

 

Deal on the LBC tour; some freaky-fun places (read: Munchkinland; yes, it's real).

But I know what you mean about waking up to religious nuts. Quick story: In the summer of 2000 (living in Vermont), I drove up to Lyndonville to cover a Babe Ruth 14-year-old team playing in the state tournament. Got there way early like I always do for roadies; like to check out the towns. So I've gotta piss like a racehorse and I walk to a small forest and water the weeds. Walk out into a field and see a woman practicing her dousing. She said her tongs (or whatever they're called) told her I'd be exiting from those trees, and I did a Seinfeldian rolling of the eyes, but still talked to her for 15-20 minutes. I got a cool story out of it. Apparently she offered her dousing skills to local police in an attempt to locate a missing girl in the woods. Long story short, she said she told cops the vicinity of the girl. After the cops used that information to find the girl, they claimed they were going to check that remote area anyway. Not sure who to believe, but it was a cool 20 minutes of time to run into her and hear that story.

Then the local Babe Ruthers had their fire doused by a team with 14-year-olds who looked like they could take Cherry Rottencrotch to the prom; final was something like 20-1.

Before the game, one local player looks to the other during the other team's infield and goes, in classic teenage incredulousness, "Whoa, they have whiskers."

 

Well, one can dream, I suppose.

 

The football name I couldn't resist as a Tennessee fan:

Pacman's Rainmakers

 

(baseball)
Sault Ste. Marie Antoinettes
Robinson Crusoes

(football)
Fighting Artichokes
Parasitic Nematodes (insects that begin decomposition)
Volvo Cowboys (the police in a town I lived in drove those cars)

 

My fantasy baseball team is Turd Ferguson, which takes its name from this immortal SNL Celebrity Jeopardy sketch featuring Norm McDonald.
http://www.metacafe.com/watch/191156/snl_celebrity_jeopardy/

My football team is The Gamblers: (kinda lame, but I think I might change it this year).