OFF THE WALL: Legitimate Work
Hey Mike, I’m starting the Electrical Technician program at the local Technical Institute in a couple of weeks,
Hey Mike, I’m starting the Electrical Technician program at the local Technical Institute in a couple of weeks,
Great result! Freddy’s cookies along with Mike’s sold on eBay for $575! Congratulations to the winner who will also receive a personalized Profoundly Disconnected Book and Somebody’s Gotta Do It tote!
UPDATE: Sold for $575! Congratulations to the winning bidder and thank you to all who bid!
I noted that J.P. Morgan Chase recently donated $600 thousand to a high school metal shop in Miami.
The Biped’s been sitting in the same chair since Thursday with a glass tube stuck in his mouth and an an ice pack on his head.
Hey Freddy, are you okay? I didn’t see a post from you today. Hope your biped made it back to take care of you after his parachuting stint.
I left my hotel room this morning to jump out of a perfectly good airplane, and saw part of a man standing in the hallway.
SOLD! $825 – CONGRATULATIONS TO THE WINNING BIDDER & THANK YOU TO ALL WHO BID! This week’s C.R.A.P. guest is a blast from Mike’s Dirty Jobs past – Dave Barsky! Fans will remember field producer Dave sent Mike into all kinds of dirty and sometime perilous situations. Now, in a giving and somewhat redeeming fashion he brings Mike the infamous “Extra Virgin” t-shirt he was given during the taping of the Olive Oil Presser segment and he wore (and got really filthy) during the Hawaiian Red Dirt Shirt segment.
Actually, it never went away. I’ve just been a bit…backed up.
Just a few quick tips, if you find yourself relaxing on a mountain lake
Hey Mike – Just wondering about your feelings on the confederate flag thing.
Mike, I saw this photo online yesterday, and frankly, I’m disappointed
Entertainment Weekly: A Very Awkward On-Camera Moment with a Doll Dressed as a Nun in the ’90s
Carrie Simmons writes, “Did you know the “Tea Party Express” was using your image and words (out of context) to “advertise?”
Woody Allen wrote a play back in 1966 called Don’t Drink the Water. I know this because my Dad was the star.