What the hell happened? - Sunday, August 21, 2005
Hello folks! Yes, it's me, Mike!
I'm back! For the moment at least.
I'm sure the main question on your mind right now is, "Where the hell have you been?" But, at this juncture in my life, I don't feel I'm ready to answer that. So let's just put it in the background, forget about the past and start over from here all fresh and new and cuddly. Ok?
Good.
Yesterday I headed off to the batting cages with my good buddy Matt Senreich.
Batting cages are always fun. It's good exercise. Gets you out in the fresh air. And really isn't that expensive. But, there is one problem. When you haven't done it in a while swinging that bat can sometimes cause some problems like...
Yeah. That's what my hand looked like after about 5 swings. Not pretty. Anyway, after Matt got a massive blister as well we decided it was best to just take the easy road and go play mini-golf. That was a lot easier on the hands although I lost...but only by a mere 5 strokes!
Anyway, so that was my day yesterday. None too exciting...and neither was this blog post. But hey, it's my first day back in over 2 months.
Oh, and as a side note, I've decided to lift the ban on Tom Root
and Doug Goldstein.
Tom, as you know, snuck through the cracks in the system and somehow got the ability to post without my permission. But I will officially lift the ban on Doug as well.
So, perhaps, you will see posts from them sooner than later.
I might even stop by to update this blog now and then myself. :-)
I'm back! For the moment at least.
I'm sure the main question on your mind right now is, "Where the hell have you been?" But, at this juncture in my life, I don't feel I'm ready to answer that. So let's just put it in the background, forget about the past and start over from here all fresh and new and cuddly. Ok?
Good.
Yesterday I headed off to the batting cages with my good buddy Matt Senreich.
Batting cages are always fun. It's good exercise. Gets you out in the fresh air. And really isn't that expensive. But, there is one problem. When you haven't done it in a while swinging that bat can sometimes cause some problems like...
Yeah. That's what my hand looked like after about 5 swings. Not pretty. Anyway, after Matt got a massive blister as well we decided it was best to just take the easy road and go play mini-golf. That was a lot easier on the hands although I lost...but only by a mere 5 strokes!
Anyway, so that was my day yesterday. None too exciting...and neither was this blog post. But hey, it's my first day back in over 2 months.
Oh, and as a side note, I've decided to lift the ban on Tom Root
and Doug Goldstein.
Tom, as you know, snuck through the cracks in the system and somehow got the ability to post without my permission. But I will officially lift the ban on Doug as well.
So, perhaps, you will see posts from them sooner than later.
I might even stop by to update this blog now and then myself. :-)
Where is Fasolo? - Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Has anyone here noticed that it has been over two months since Mike has posted on this blog? I sure have. My days are no longer filled with the child like joy and wonderment that they one were. I think that is about time to do a recap of all that has happened to get up where we are today.
On Tuesday March 1st, 2005 the blog started off innocently enough with the phrase "What do people do when they're unemployed?"
For Mike the answer on that day was laundry, but things were soon to change.
Who can forget Mike's battle against the band of unruly ninja way back on Day 3. Personally the image is burned deep into my mind.
Or how about the picture of Mike with the glowing crotch.
Or the adventure deep into the world of the dryer.
How about when Mr. Honey Bear and Mr. Black Cherry Soda Bottle Dropped in.
Captain Ozonofas!
Sears back home ala "Career Oppourtunities". Remember Jennifer Connelly on the little mechanical horse, I sure as hell do. Mental note: Rent Career Opportunities
Ah and how can I forget, Box Watch '05.
Oh and I REALLY like this pic.
On Tuesday March 1st, 2005 the blog started off innocently enough with the phrase "What do people do when they're unemployed?"
For Mike the answer on that day was laundry, but things were soon to change.
Who can forget Mike's battle against the band of unruly ninja way back on Day 3. Personally the image is burned deep into my mind.
Or how about the picture of Mike with the glowing crotch.
Or the adventure deep into the world of the dryer.
How about when Mr. Honey Bear and Mr. Black Cherry Soda Bottle Dropped in.
Captain Ozonofas!
Sears back home ala "Career Oppourtunities". Remember Jennifer Connelly on the little mechanical horse, I sure as hell do. Mental note: Rent Career Opportunities
Ah and how can I forget, Box Watch '05.
Oh and I REALLY like this pic.
Mind of Fasolo - Sunday, August 07, 2005
Which of these two is Mike Fasolo?
The answer is A: the dude that is not street magician David Blaine. If you guessed the guy on the left, then you are right. If you guessed the guy on the right, you are a miserable failure and have to look forward to a future of growing obese and failing. But there is a characteristic both of these men share, and that is that they are both housing intriguing minds.
Do you remember how they had all those experiments on Albert Einstein's brain while he was alive, then posthumously dissected his noggin? Those were cool. The results taught us that geniuses need to be studied. Whether it is for science or personal amusement is beside the point. They need to be studied, preferably in the library because of the quiet atmosphere and the loveable smiles given by Francine the librarian.
I personally have always wondered what Mike and David's brains look like. Recently, I ran into Mr. Blaine. After a handshake and a few crowbar whacks, I opened David Blaine's head and learned David doesn't actually have a brain. His head is hollow, housing only a schizophrenic hamster on a hamster wheel chasing an invisible piece of cheese. Bizarre.
Mike, on the other hand, is a different story. Now I could not physically get into Mike's brain with the crow bar. Mike did some of that kung-fu shit and blocked my blugeoning. So, I had to settle with giving him GHB and performing boring neuroscans.
Through magnetic resonance imaging, doctors, or "those guys legally allowed to give me awesome drugs" as I like to call them, can analyze how a brain functions when reacting to stimuli.
This is what Mike Fasolo's brain looks like while not responding to anything specific.
We can see from this set of images the difference between Mike enjoying a cool, refreshing Mountain Dew and cringing after learning that Subway makes their sandwiches with aged leprechaun meat.
This is Mike Fasolo's brain when introduced to hot dogs from Weinerschnitzel. Careful analysis of the image shows heavy activity surrounding the corpus collosum, which means he is responding to the thick, greasy sweat of a chili cheese dog.
In the end of this scientific study, I really learned only one thing: Mike loves Weinerschnitzel and would do anything for it, including running over Timmy, the neighborhood crippled kid whose triumph over adversity inspired an entire community. And I am inspired by Mike and his murderous devotion to chili cheese fries.
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The answer is A: the dude that is not street magician David Blaine. If you guessed the guy on the left, then you are right. If you guessed the guy on the right, you are a miserable failure and have to look forward to a future of growing obese and failing. But there is a characteristic both of these men share, and that is that they are both housing intriguing minds.
Do you remember how they had all those experiments on Albert Einstein's brain while he was alive, then posthumously dissected his noggin? Those were cool. The results taught us that geniuses need to be studied. Whether it is for science or personal amusement is beside the point. They need to be studied, preferably in the library because of the quiet atmosphere and the loveable smiles given by Francine the librarian.
I personally have always wondered what Mike and David's brains look like. Recently, I ran into Mr. Blaine. After a handshake and a few crowbar whacks, I opened David Blaine's head and learned David doesn't actually have a brain. His head is hollow, housing only a schizophrenic hamster on a hamster wheel chasing an invisible piece of cheese. Bizarre.
Mike, on the other hand, is a different story. Now I could not physically get into Mike's brain with the crow bar. Mike did some of that kung-fu shit and blocked my blugeoning. So, I had to settle with giving him GHB and performing boring neuroscans.
| Most plebian brains have four data-processing lobes: The frontal lobe (reasoning, problem solving, and emotional processing), the occipital lobe (vision processing), the parietal lobe (touch sensory processing), and the temporal lobe (auditory processing). Mike's brain has all four lobes, but they do not work quite like Average Joe's. His sensory lobes are all devoted to the ladies. What a generous man! |  |
Through magnetic resonance imaging, doctors, or "those guys legally allowed to give me awesome drugs" as I like to call them, can analyze how a brain functions when reacting to stimuli.
This is what Mike Fasolo's brain looks like while not responding to anything specific.
We can see from this set of images the difference between Mike enjoying a cool, refreshing Mountain Dew and cringing after learning that Subway makes their sandwiches with aged leprechaun meat.
This is Mike Fasolo's brain when introduced to hot dogs from Weinerschnitzel. Careful analysis of the image shows heavy activity surrounding the corpus collosum, which means he is responding to the thick, greasy sweat of a chili cheese dog.
In the end of this scientific study, I really learned only one thing: Mike loves Weinerschnitzel and would do anything for it, including running over Timmy, the neighborhood crippled kid whose triumph over adversity inspired an entire community. And I am inspired by Mike and his murderous devotion to chili cheese fries.
