Showing posts with label The South. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The South. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

DiSaranno Scavenger (hunt)



If someone can tell me where in the city I can find Busch beer, I will buy that person a pound of italian (or other) sausage.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Hipsters in Georgia?

Who woulda thunk they went together so well? I mean, both like PBR, mesh hats, a skinny, wornin pair of denims (note: not called jeans) from Levi Strauss, John Deere tractors, old-school sneakers, and deep friend treats. They differ in their cultural tolerance and feelings on the French. Regardless, both groups no doubt had some hand in the making of this video:



Well do to both of you, hipsters and The South.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

"I think the hook up for my boat to the four wheeler's in the shed...i'd rather kiss you long and thoughful on those thick lips"




Hey! Remember when everybody loved to make fun of mullets? Guess what? It's still funny, just not quite as popular. I figured I'd give the "hairstyle of the gods" a shout out, since it's been so good to me through the years (i.e., the three days I had a mullet in high school... and then another three days in college). So go on and relive it. Feel free to share your favorite mullet.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Whose guarantee is better?

George Zimmer vs. Justin ("Joostin") Wilson: two men with iconic style and panache. Men known for the cachet of their guarantee. But whose guarantee is better? So far, George Zimmer has gotten a lot of attention on this blog, and for good reason. But what about Wilson, the late PBS proto-celebrity chef and original ragin' Cajun? This guy had some serious style. He practically schooled Colonel Sanders in his own look of the string tie. Can we really forget about him?

I leave it to you to decide: