Day 83

Today is the day I have been waiting for for a year. The first day of the Howard Stern show on Sirius satellite radio. Even though he is doing a west coast feed on his second channel that started at 8 am cst, I had to wake up to listen to the live feed at 5 am. It was good to have him back after three weeks. The constraints of the FCC were gone, but the foul language you would expect never occurred. The main thing I wanted to hear was if the rumors were true about Howard getting married in Mexico on his vacation. He started off by saying that he did indeed get married, and everyone in his crew jumped all over him for being a hypocrite. He then came clean and said he was kidding and he never got married. He said he wanted to see everyone's reaction to the news. Someone saw him and his girlfriend walking off of the beach where a wedding took place and called the tabloids with the scoop. Overall the show was great and I can't wait to listen every day uncensored. He is not for everyone, but as Uncle Kenny once said "different strokes....."

Yesterday was the last day of eating whatever I want. Leah and I are going hardcore on the diets starting today. We have not one, not two, not three, but ELEVEN weddings. I need to get back to a normal weight before late April and Sean's wedding. The target weight is 158. I won't even bother to mention what I am at now. When I got married, I was 153. I know I will never reach that weight again unless I go on Survivor.

If you saw the Bengals/Steelers game yesterday, you saw the horrible knee injury to Bengals QB Carson Palmer. Nothing worse than having your breakout season, both for the team and for Palmer, and having your entire year destroyed by one play, three plays into the game. Carson Palmer tore both his ACL and MCL on his first pass of the game, which coincidentally was a 66 yard bomb to WR Chris Henry. I feel real bad for Palmer. He probably won't be back until the middle of next season. Yikes.

The beard is looking real tough right now. My mom, as is customary for mothers, hates it. Leah isn't a big fan either. But for now, it stays. I'm going to shave it off before we go to Florida in late February so I can tan without it. I trimmed it down last Sunday because it was getting out of hand. It was a good length again by mid-week. When I was at my clients last week, one of the sales reps came up to me and said "so how do you do it?" I said "do what?" He said "get on an airplane with that beard? I know you are getting additional screening. You look like a terrorist.

Just got a message from The Dude himself, cousin Steve. He will be making his triumphant return to Chicago for Super Bowl weekend. MD will be here as well. Should be a great time, assuming we all don't kill each other. Over/Under on how many times we quote Back to School is 100.

Song of the Day: "Party Time" by Damien Marley