“Well, allow me to retort…” The Baller Lifestyle Mailbag

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Paul A. asks about the effect crummy names will have on hurricane warnings:

Do you think the mindset-based-on-gender thing will take a turn and female hurricanes will be taken more seriously in the years to come once we are faced with male hurricane names like “Hurricane Caden” and “Hurricane Kodi?

Ed: Paul, you bring up a very important point. The stupid name epidemic isn’t just an annoying thing in our lives. Stupid names could help destroy civilization.

Fast forward to 20 years from now. The governor of New York warns residents to leave Manhattan. Hurricane Jaden is picking up steam and heading right for midtown. Nine million people think of Jaden Smith.

9 million people shake their heads and continue their day. 9 million people are killed as the eye of the storm hits the Empire State Building.

There are two parenting rules to live by in this world: 1) never assume other people want to hear about your kids; 2) if your son’s name can’t be found on a souvenir license plate rack in 1995, he will endure a lifetime of scorn.

Brian: What’s scarier, Hurricane Kenzi? Or Supreme Court Justices, Jayden, Kayden and Ayden?

 

Chris has created the first Baller Lifestyle drinking game:

1. Take a drink or shot every time Fancee’s accent slips out.

2. Take a drink or shot every time Ed uses a simile or metaphor.

3. Take a drink or shot every time Brian either makes fun of a (fellow) short person, or verbally spoons Fancee.  

Ed: Excellent work, Chris. It’s a shame your keen sense of observation was wasted on something as terrible as a drinking game. You’re like the fastest horse in the glue factory.

Brian: A) Fancee has an accent?

2) If Ed’s metaphor includes a reference to 1980s pop culture do I have to pound the whole beer? Because I don’t think my liver can handle that.

J) I’m (world) average height and verbal spooning is a genius description.

 

Ben906 went to the most disturbing airport bar in the world:

I’m sitting at the airport catching up on #hetero things like the Baller Lifestyle podcast and having a beer or seven before my flight. However, I saw something and need you all to weigh in. 

What are your thoughts on two bros sitting on the same side of the table at a restaurant? There’s enough room, no seat shortage in sight, yet Bro A and Bro B are sitting on the same side of the table.  Not across from each other. They clearly aren’t a couple but decided to get intimate while pounding down some fries. Isn’t this crossing a significant line of bro etiquette?

What’s the deal?

Ed: Whaaaaaa?!? I’m thoroughly perplexed. That just isn’t done here on planet earth. This isn’t a hetero thing either. If my wife sat next to me at a restaurant, I would immediately file for divorce. Here are the only times people are supposed to sit next to each other and converse:

  1. At a bar.

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2. On a talk show.

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3. Against their will.

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Ben, I sincerely hope you did the right thing and began screaming until homeland security hauled the bros off to the pokey.

Brian: First things first, great job imbibing at the airport. The airport is like the international waters of booze. It’s the only place (except for maybe the bar in Deer Hunter) where a guy can order a 32 oz. Budweiser with a Wild Turkey sidecar at 7:30am and nobody even turns their head (mostly because they’re on their third double Sark and Sprite). I’m always amazed when I walk into an airport and there are people not drinking. Like, how pathetic are these people’s lives that they don’t even realize that you’re supposed to get silly prior to flying.

Now, to your point about the two bros going hip-to-hip on a side of fries. This is a phenomenon I cannot speak to, not because I haven’t seen it, but more because I simply can’t conceive of a world where such behavior exists. We all know the universal rule of triangulating your position to the furthest urinal and leaving that empty seat between yourselves at a movie. I can’t imagine a scenario where two dudes would ELECT to booth up next to each other like two teenagers at the malt shop. The only conclusion one can draw is that Alfredo up-sold you one too many $3 Jameson shots with those tall Heineken drafts, because what you’re saying happened never happened.

 

Finally, Chris has a few names for our “How Fucking Old is That Guy”segment:

1. George Gaynes (dead or alive?)

2. Otis Nixon  

3. Richard Kline

4. Fonzie

5. Marv Levy

 

Ed: Brian and I have provided our answers below then looked up the real ages after the fact.

 

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Gaines – That dude was way advanced in age when Punky Brewster and Police Academy came around. It was disturbing hearing his voice warble as he tried to teach orphan Punky life lessons or Mahoney about becoming an effective police officer. Both of those movies were in the 1984 range. Let’s say an even 30 years ago. Considering he was at least 70 then, I think George Gaynes would be ringing up triple digits these days. I say 100 and dead. – E.

There’s no way Commandant Lassard is still alive. He was 73 in 1987, which would make him a cool hundo today. I was worried that he might stroke out when that prosti fellated him under the podium. I agree with Ed, 100 and dead. – B.

(note: 97 and alive! Fuck yeah, Commandant Lassard!)

 

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Otis Nixon – Nixon was so old in the mid 80s his face looked like it was the same material as the Easter Island Statues. Then again, I remember ol’Otis had an advanced relationship with the booger sugar. http://www.tmz.com/2013/05/06/otis-nixon-arrested-crack-cocaine/ I think I had a 1985 Topps card of Otis and, if I’m being generous, Otis looked to be 38. I say Otis Nixon is now about 68. – E.

Otis Nixon just looks old…like really old. Based on appearance, he was in his mid-70’s when he was roaming center field in Fulton County Stadium, but since he was an athlete we sorta know his age. He was probably in his early-mid 30s in the early 90s, which makes him about 53 or so. – B.

(note: Nixon is the double nickel, 55. Get some sleep buddy.)

Richard Kline – Larry was in that prime age of wily veteran at the singles bar (The Regal Beagle). I’ll say he was about 40 in 1978. That was 36 years ago. Larry is now 76. And I bet still slaying it at the RB. – E.

Wow, Larry. The Three’s Co. crew were supposed to be in their early 20s, right? But Larry Dallis looked about 47 at the time. I’ll round down and say that he was 40 in 1983, which makes him a spry 71 years young today.

(note: Kline is 70 and thrice married.)

 

Fonzie – The Fonz was a mechanic or bathroom attendant hanging out with high school kids at Arnolds. I’ll be generous and say he was 26 at the time of the first season which was probably 1975. I’ll also be generous and block from my memory that the coolest guy from my youth was hanging out with kids a good 10 years his junior. Arthur Fonzarelli is now 65. – E.

Fonzie was 40 playing 25. He was also mouth-sexing coeds on the jukebox, and playing Svengali to a team of high school boys in a diner’s latrine. He’s in his early 70s. – B.

(note: Henry FonzieWinkler is actually 68. He was 29 and hanging out with high school kids.)

Marv Levy – Marv looked older than the wise old Chinese dude in Gremlins when the early 90’s Bills made their run. He HAD to be 75 in 1990. At the very least, Marv Levy is now 99 years old. Hang in there, Marv. The Today Show announcement is just ‘round the corner. – E.

Marv Levy was 79 in 1990. He’s 103. – B.

(note: Marv is only 88. Wow. That means he was in the 65-68 range during that Bills run.)

 

 

“Well, allow me to retort…” The Baller Lifestyle Mailbag

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This week, we tackle topics ranging from places to die to wedding etiquette to 80’s videos. But first, we’d be remiss if we didn’t first address the mailbag question from one of the great men of the 21st century, Dave.

Dave writes:

Dear sirs,

How do I contribute to your cause? I’m sure every bit helps so I’d love to do what I can. How do I go about doing that monetarily? Thanks again for the great show and keep up the amazing work!

Ed: Dave, every bit DOES indeed help but the most important thing at this point is more listeners. Tell your friends to check it out. When they quickly realize we are changing lives over here, they can tell their friends and so on and so on. More listeners will lead to advertising which will lead to Brian and I spending 10 minutes every show reading live ads for penis enlargement pills. So, you see, everyone wins.

Brian: I would like to make it very clear that Ed Daly in no way speaks for me or theBallerLifestyle.com. Sure it would be nice to have lots of listeners, but I’d waaaayyy rather have $1,000,000. Feel free to send me money. Wire transfer details available via email: Brian@theballerlifestyle.com.

And Dave, this one’s just for you.

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pereyda gives us the four ways he’ll never die:

1. Starvation.

2. Poisoned at Arby’s.

3. On a cruise ship.

4. Choking to death while singing in my Gay Acapella group, “The Bearitones”.

Ed: Three of the four can be easily avoided. Most people can make it through their entire lives without hearing one recommendation for starvation, Arby’s, or to join an a cappella group. Unfortunately, the same can’t be said for the floating nightmares known as cruises. It’s difficult to make it a week on Facebook or Instagram without seeing some “look at my feet on the deck of a cruise”picture. Cruise people LOVE to insist others also become cruise people. “Forget that one incident, cruises are the best!” “You’ve never been on a cruise?!? They’re amazing!”

Not being a cruise person will be a battle you will face for the rest of your life but it’s a battle worth fighting. There are 10 things that can happen on a cruise: four are serious illness, five are death, and one is being forced to make smalltalk with the captain at the all-you-can-eat buffet. Never give up. Never ever give up.

Brian: Guaranteed cruise eventualities:

1. Contraction of unknown illness

2. Contraction of known illness

3. Murder by spouse

4. Murder by stranger

5. Rogue wave

6. Gluttony

If your spouse comes home with tickets to a Caribbean cruise check your life insurance immediately, because somebody’s looking to push you over the side. And if the Mrs. hasn’t hatched a plan to off you, don’t worry because a crewmember or some random stranger has you covered in the premature death department.

 

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Fishing With Dynamite wonders what should happen to the bachelor party if the wedding gets cancelled:

Earlier this week, my buddy pulled a Rory McIlroy and called off his engagement after the invitations had already been sent outthe bachelor party was scheduled for New Orleans in July. Here’s the baller part: He still has every intention of going through with the bachelor party. I’m curious as to what your thoughts are on this matter. Personally, I think he’s a hero. 

Ed: Your buddy is a hero for the simple reason is that most couples have no business getting married. There’s nothing worse than spending tons of money attending a wedding that you are certain will fail in a couple years.

The still-having-a-bachelor-party thing is cool but let’s just call it what it is – a boys weekend. Those are necessary every once in a while to maintain sanity, regardless of whether a wedding is approaching or not.

Brian: Your buddy is doing himself and everyone involved a huge favor. People reach a point in their lives where they see all of their friends getting married and assume that means they should marry whoever they’re dating at the time. Most marriages end in divorce, and a lot of that can be attributed to that fact that people simply don’t know themselves well enough to know what they need from a partner. Good for your friend. He made a decision that he knew would be unpopular, but was the best for all involved. So throw a party and maybe more people will follow this guy’s lead.

 

Fishing With Dynamite also asks about +1s on wedding invitations:

I was invited to two separate weddings that did not include a plus-1 on the invite. I called the groom and said, “Hey, the invitation didn’t mention a guest. Is that just implied, or what?” He said there was no mistake and that the venue only holds 120 people and so the non-married people don’t to get to bring a date so they can invite as many of their friends as possible. I called bullshit.

Am I right to be upset about this? In my younger days I would never dream of bringing a date to a wedding, but now all of the bridesmaids and otherwise eligible hook-up partners are mostly married, and there is nothing worse than being a single guy surrounded by married people. They’re like a whole different species (no offense, Ed). Plus, without a plus-1 you’re easy prey for wretched people intent on making small talk and you don’t have a partner to help you eject from awkward / uncomfortable situations. This is blatant discrimination against single people. 

Ed:There’s never a need to get fired up over a wedding invitation. If you don’t get invited or asked to be a groomsman or asked to come alone, don’t sweat it. Weddings, for the most part, suck. Go if you must or come up with a good excuse.

If you’re asked to come without a date, embrace it. Once you are, in fact, married or in a serious relationship or have kids the one thing you’ll crave more than anything else is alone time. If you’re flying solo, there’s nobody to make you dance to some shitty song from the 80’s. There is nobody discouraging you from ordering those eleven drinks. There’s nobody telling you not to sneak off to the bar to watch that big football game because the animals getting hitched didn’t consider that a fall Saturday is no time for a wedding.

Plus, chances are that one member of every couple attending a wedding will be going under protest. It’s very rare that both people care about the bride or groom equally. Find the guys or girls that don’t want to be there and, boom, you’ve found your fellow single person.

Brian: Weddings are ridiculously expensive. If people were smart they’d elope and use the old man’s cash for a down payment. But they don’t and that means curating the guest list like it’s going to hang in the Louvre. Unfortunately groom’s friends’ plus ones get cut faster than Dirty Harry’s partners. You have two choices: show up, make the best of it* (*get drunk) and maybe bone a bridesmaid, or respectfully decline and spend your weekend feeling pretty good about being single.

 

Wayne M. wants to suggest a different song for the Stanley Cup bet:

If you guys are going for a song as bet for the NHL Cup you should step it up a notch and go with Dancing in the Streets by David Bowie and Mick Jagger. The looser should wear a gay 80s outfit like they do in the video, dance, sing, and record it for our entertainment.

 

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Ed: Three things:

  1. If you want to point out an uncomfortable 80’s video, the first one needs to be “Rock Me Tonite”by Billy Squier.
  2. Hate to be that guy but I believe the word you’re looking for is “loser.”
  3. Hockey is a dumb game anyway. *unless, of course, the Blue Shirts come back and win the Cup.

Brian: I have so much shame about my complete ignorance to all of the blatant homoeroticism of the 1980s, and in retrospect there was simply no one gayer than George Michael. Warm up those pipes, Ed.