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After I had utterly stuffed myself with a wide array of delicious sushi in San Pedro, Jimmy and I headed out to our next destination of Tuesday, October 7, 2008: the CBS Studios in Hollywood. Bob had secured us V.I.P. tickets to see the afternoon taping of Dancing With the Stars. I must admit that I had never been a follower of the show and was only going because I knew that it was something that many others might consider to be a cool thing. While I do enjoy TV tapings such as these, they do not thrill me as much as other celebrity events because I know that there is little or no chance of any personal interaction with the celebrities. Read the rest of this entry »

The first thing that comes to my head whenever I think about Bill Cosby is Jello Pudding Pops. Yes, although Bill Cosby is a household name, a perennial favorite star of television, stand-up comedy, recorded media, movies, and was the original Fat Albert, it is Pudding Pops that I think of first. Perhaps this is because whenever I do my lame imitation of Cosby (which always drove my ex-wife Carolyn insane), I always mention Pudding Pops. Read the rest of this entry »

After the nauseating experience of Dachau, I felt a little guilty about us popping into a German McDonalds located not a mile away from the site of the concentration camp. Jimmy was hesitant to stop at all seeing that we had spent an extra half hour at Dachau than we had budgeted. The plan was to spend two hours from 11am-1pm driving our rental car from Dachau to Salzburg, Austria on the afternoon of Saturday, July 18, our last day in Europe. The McDonalds was my first in Europe. It was tasty, but the drive didn’t go as smoothly as the food went down.  Read the rest of this entry »

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