WE HAVE A WINNER
Whoa! Hey! Whoooeeee!
Super-Duper-Major-Ultra-Mega-Congrats to Mike Franke!!! Our first winner in the Jag Allan Key Waste Movie Quote Challange! (scroll 2 blogs down for more info.)
Mike is an award-winning high-level executive at a major corporation in the Cleveland Metropolitan Area, as well as a world class Texas Hold'em poker player, gifted basement remodeler, and severe Psychobilly fanatic. He is particularly agog for the band widely considered to be the Stones of Psychobilly, Demented-Are-Go, and their charismatic, mohawk/pompadored lunatic lead singer, Sparky.
Lucky Mikey will receive an autographed copy of Key Waste, personally inscribed by the author (or at least by one of his imported female Russian assistants) AND a 30-pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon Draft -- a bonus for being the first hombre or hombress with a big enough plate full of juevos rancheros to actually enter the contest and claim this Lost Ark of the Covenant-esque prize.
Mike was able to wrap his meaty mitts around the literary Holy Grail by "exceeding expectations" and nailing an even dozen of the quotes correct -- a full duece above and beyond the stated requirements. Way to go Mike!!!
Hopefully, other screwed, glued, and tattooed (Mike is slated to get married this Summer -- poor guy -- a moment of silence for the doomed please) individuals such as yourself will follow this exemplary lead and enter the challange as well before I run out of gratis copies to give away. (I think there are still 2 or 3 in the bed of my pick-up somewhere. They may be a little damp and smell like stale beer, wine coolers and motor oil, but I feel this will only add to the overall enjoyment of the glorious 101 page tome Time Magazine has called "The best book since the Bible.")
You know, I bet if I keep sipping on this Rock Star Energy Drink and smoke a couple cigs, I could just keep writing this blog forever, or at least until "The sun goes down in the California town, people are in for the evening. I jump into my car and I toss in my guitar, my heart beats time with my breathing...
Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul...
There's people out there turning music into gold..."
Super-Duper-Major-Ultra-Mega-Congrats to Mike Franke!!! Our first winner in the Jag Allan Key Waste Movie Quote Challange! (scroll 2 blogs down for more info.)
Mike is an award-winning high-level executive at a major corporation in the Cleveland Metropolitan Area, as well as a world class Texas Hold'em poker player, gifted basement remodeler, and severe Psychobilly fanatic. He is particularly agog for the band widely considered to be the Stones of Psychobilly, Demented-Are-Go, and their charismatic, mohawk/pompadored lunatic lead singer, Sparky.
Lucky Mikey will receive an autographed copy of Key Waste, personally inscribed by the author (or at least by one of his imported female Russian assistants) AND a 30-pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon Draft -- a bonus for being the first hombre or hombress with a big enough plate full of juevos rancheros to actually enter the contest and claim this Lost Ark of the Covenant-esque prize.
Mike was able to wrap his meaty mitts around the literary Holy Grail by "exceeding expectations" and nailing an even dozen of the quotes correct -- a full duece above and beyond the stated requirements. Way to go Mike!!!
Hopefully, other screwed, glued, and tattooed (Mike is slated to get married this Summer -- poor guy -- a moment of silence for the doomed please) individuals such as yourself will follow this exemplary lead and enter the challange as well before I run out of gratis copies to give away. (I think there are still 2 or 3 in the bed of my pick-up somewhere. They may be a little damp and smell like stale beer, wine coolers and motor oil, but I feel this will only add to the overall enjoyment of the glorious 101 page tome Time Magazine has called "The best book since the Bible.")
You know, I bet if I keep sipping on this Rock Star Energy Drink and smoke a couple cigs, I could just keep writing this blog forever, or at least until "The sun goes down in the California town, people are in for the evening. I jump into my car and I toss in my guitar, my heart beats time with my breathing...
Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul...
There's people out there turning music into gold..."
1 Comments:
Damn. Had I known one of the prizes was some Pabst, I'd have tried a little harder.
By Sam Ogden, at 2:13 PM
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