Thursday, October 05, 2006

Ahh haaa...

Every night after Elliot has his bath, he knows it's time to watch "ball." We lay on the bed and find a game to watch while I drink a beer and he drinks a glass of milk. Eventually, he finishes and then snuggles up, and then it's time for bed.

Since there was no baseball last night, we were forced to watch what ended up being a pretty exciting ending to Marshall-CFU. For the life of me, though, I couldn't figure out what the hell our oooooold buddy Jack Arute Mr. McConaughey was doing on a sideline in freaking Huntington, WV, and why the camera kept cutting to him there. I figured he had taken a wrong turn at Albequerque during a bad shroom trip.

What I had forgotten is that he recently shot this movie, so that it did, in fact, make sense for him to be there after all. Mystery solved.

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8 Comments:

At 10:27 AM, October 05, 2006, Blogger Tito said...

Milk huh? You sure he didn't have a beer as well???

 
At 10:41 AM, October 05, 2006, Blogger Sir Cody said...

Vince: "Wow, my beer tastes milky"
Elliot: "Mine tastes icky"
Vince: "That's just the goodness boy. Now don't tell your mom about this."

 
At 10:43 AM, October 05, 2006, Blogger Sir Cody said...

It's good to see Mance McConastrong polluting other sidelines. But where's his better half?

(The name comes from the interview Matt gave where he sounded a little more than friendly with Lance)

 
At 11:41 AM, October 05, 2006, Anonymous Cole said...

But does it make sense for McConaughey to be on ANY sideline??

 
At 12:04 PM, October 05, 2006, Anonymous the buddy of life said...

"beer is for daddy"

 
At 6:46 PM, October 05, 2006, Blogger Vince said...

Lance Armstrong + Matthew McConaughey = Bromance.

Cole: As long as its not our sideline.

Cody: God knows I've tried to get him to at least taste it, but he's as tightlipped as a Baptist preacher.

 
At 7:46 AM, October 06, 2006, Blogger Tito said...

I bet he can already tap a keg though

 
At 10:57 AM, October 06, 2006, Blogger Arun said...

Just put some in a sippy cup. That's how my parents got me started.

 

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