This is from a USA Today story about Detroit's effort to spruce up the city for Super Bowl Extra-Large:
"The News and Free Press reported that, over the weekend, city workers were applying Styrofoam facades that looked like marble to freshen worn-down storefronts."
You know, we could adopt that same plan in York. Throw in some Styrofoam people tp populate downtown and we'd have it made...
January 2006 Archives
Golf and uriniating in public go together like peanut butter and jelly, and a Maryland doctor is taking on the system for golfers' rights. Plus, handy tips on using public restrooms...
By MIKE
ARGENTO
We now know, pretty definitively, what your state legislators think of you.
They think you’re stupid.
No, maybe that’s not quite accurate.
They think you’re an idiot with the attention span of a gnat on crystal meth.
That’s more like it.
Any Seahawks fans out there might want to check out this auction on eBay.
Condiments not included.
Mu Shu Pork and Mr. Potato Head.
Who would've thought it?
After the jump...
Steelers in the Super Bowl.
Here is today's Steeler fan of the day.
Sometimes, the little guy wins. More after the jump...
By MIKE
ARGENTO
ANNOUNCER: Welcome to tonight’s exciting WWE pay-per-view event — SMACKDOWN, the regular meeting of the York City Council.
Tonight, we have a rare, rare opportunity — a re-match between Joe “The Budget Slasher� Musso and Wm. Lee “The Strangler� Smallwood. On the undercard, we have a match between Vickie “Don’t Call My Husband A Deadbeat� Washington and Cameron “Daddy� Texter. And as always, we have a number of surprises. I’m joined here tonight with my co-host, the great former champion of the world, Ric Flair.
The Web site The Smoking Gun, in an intensive investigation, revealed that large parts of best-selling author James Frey's memoirs, which Frey repeatedly said were true, were actually false.
In the book, Frey portrays himself as a crack-addicted criminal who did three months in jail, sharing a cell with a 300-pound illiterate killer.
Turns out, among other fabrications, it's not quite true. Frey actually spent a few hours in a lockup after being busted for drunken driving.
Now, here is my attempt to cash in.
The legend was the late, great Elrod Hendricks, one of the nicest guys to ever grace the Earth, loved Maple Donuts.
Not so fast...
Check it out here.
By MIKE
ARGENTO
As a purveyor of used words, I try to keep up with developments in the American lexicon, but it’s hard considering that, until recently, I had no idea what badunkadunks were, and now I know and my life is so much richer.
And up to now, I thought muffin tops were, well, the tops of muffins.
Turns out badunkadunks and muffin tops are kind of related.
What do I know?
By MIKE
ARGENTO
Jack Abramoff is a genius.
If you’re unfamiliar with the name — having spent way too much time this week discussing Penn State’s glorious victory in the Orange Bowl — he’s a big-time Washington lobbyist who used to wield about eight tons of influence, mostly with conservatives in our nation’s capital, tossing around enough campaign contributions and fancy golf trips to buy off a generation of politicians.
In other words, he’s a sleazebag.
But a genius sleazebag.
It just seemed like that. I know it's been over for a couple of days, but what a game!
A few tidbits, who was the person allegedly singing at halftime?
Did Austin Scott every block anybody?
How many years did JoePa age during the overtimes?
As I said, great game. Not a thing of beauty, but a fun game to watch, unless you're a kicker. You gotta feel sorry for the FSU kicker. That guy is "dead man on campus" down there...
Looking ahead, let's all hope that Puz's knee injury isn't as bad as it looked and that next year, the Lions can find a leader like Michael Robinson. Is he a tough guy or what?
The lists of what's in and what's out for 2006 are out and, like a lot of people, I have no idea what to make of them.
For instance, "badunkadunks" are out. I never knew they were in. In fact, I wasn't even sure what they are.
More after the jump...
Mike Argento, a York native and graduate of York Suburban Area High School and Penn State, first came to the York Daily Record in 1983. He even had gray hair back then. After stints covering everything from cops to city hall to state government to the environment, he began writing a column for the paper, three times a week, in 1989. His column can be about anything and so is his blog, which encompasses life in York County and beyond. And, for the record, as he told his wife the other night, he wishes people would stop asking him, 'What's wrong with you?' He really doesn't know. 