Blog – Page 114 – Mike Rowe

Fridays With Freddy: The Biped Pilfers Clothes

With respect to fashion, The Biped doesn’t know his ass from a hot rock.

Yesterday, I flew home from Los Angeles on Delta Flight 1822.

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What we have here is a picture of Mike Rowe climbing out of a 35-foot white stretch limo.

This is my good friend Michael, and his mother, Peggy.

OFF THE WALL: This weekend, The Science Channel, (The Science Channel?) ran a marathon of old Dirty Jobs.

Mike is pumped for Jobs Day.

The other day, I was exploring a new patch of forest when I ran into a black cat

If you’ve seen this before, I suspect it’s been on your mind.

Mike Rowe, this is Police Officer Mike Rowe.

When I’m right, I try not to gloat. I try not to say, “I told you so.”

The universe is indeed a mysterious place, and How It Works is no less mystifying than How It Sounds.

Earlier today, along the route I sometimes wander with The Biped, a 30 foot lamp post fell over and crushed a car idling at a stop light.

I’m not a food critic, but if I were, I’d suggest you visit Baltimore posthaste and dig into some Maryland Blue Crabs

I’m afraid there’s been a terrible misunderstanding.