Friday, August 26, 2011


A lifeless myspace tote bag was found this Wednesday near the corner of Smith and Union in Brooklyn, NY. Although the tote hadn't really been used since late-2007, he attempted to blot out the despair of his final days by focusing on his love of music.
"Yeah, for the last couple years, he would just lock himself in his room and listen to a lot of crappy bands," said his roommate, a Friendster mousepad. "Newer stuff. Really bad."
He is preceded in death by a Napster koozie.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Blame it on the rain

The Burgs' power was out for a good 14 hours this past Sunday which prevented a lot of our usual rainy day off routine from getting done (you know, laundry, ironing, Karen's elaborate weekend cooking).  At one point we went for a walk to alleviate some of the boredom and frustration.

Only a few footsteps away from our door we found that Con Ed was apparently "On it" (still not a good slogan).

Doesn't it make you feel better?

Saturday, August 13, 2011

The Other Portland

The Burgs have a list of cities they need to visit, all under the assumption that they may want to live there some day. Portland, ME was on that list.

About 10 minutes into our stay it was crossed off the list.

It wasn't bad, it just wasn't that good. We enjoyed the gummy lobsters, the abundant seafood and the eternally hip Rogue's Gallery. It just wasn't a place we'd call home. The search for the perfect city continues . . .

Thursday, August 11, 2011

All Quiet on the Beach Towel Front

We forgot to tell you about Erik's territorial war with a Seagull. The battle took place in Maine and was rather heated.

I don't want to give too many details, but there might have been some rocks involved. Needless to say, it was pretty gruesome.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Big Four

The Big Four are coming to town and tickets seem to be going fast (note the vigorous tearing).  Apparently some middle-aged people really want to hear the speed metal of their youth. You've got a little over a month to rest up for the event. Be careful. Don't shred a hip.