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Wednesday, September 8, 2010

We heard they’re getting married ... Saturday! DOC says ...


Meet the soon to be married couple ... Charles & Leslie.

Charles (not Charlie) when he was a younger lad ...

The Chuckababe is a true workaholic heading for the finish line in a sprint. He’ll have his MBA in the spring (which he’s done while working full-time as a work flow coordinator at Goldman Sachs) and ... he’s been running marathons (and will be running in the New York City marathon this year) ... he’s even reminded us of his first marathon achievement with a tattoo on his leg (oy vey) ... Charles (not Charlie) was Felix to his brother (and Dad’s) Oscar when they lived with me in Port Washington and always the contrarian, he’s a Skankie fan (for which we gave him a pass ... this week) and Charles was a huge Reggie Miller fan (and that team from Indiana), but he does love our beloved New York State Buffalo Bills ... the one gene that took, I guess.

Marathon man ...

WNBA Star, Diana Taurasi, hanging with the Chuckababe at his Bachelor Party Part II (The Wolfpack takes Manhattan) pic...

We’re very excited for the boyo. His brother, the equally handsome and talented other Stella boyo (these two are world class ball-breakers) will be giving the best man speech Saturday evening and we’re all looking forward to it. That's the brothers Stella and their babes below ...

Charles’ bride to be is the lovely Leslie Sharpe of Delaware (where the wedding will be held this Saturday, September 11, 2010). They already have one child, the feisty Lola (my granddaughter).

Ann Marie will be taking Amtrak immediately after her clinical Saturday at Bellevue Hospital. I’ll be driving Moma Stella (Don Corleone/Nanny) Friday morning (and will no doubt need tranquilizers the entire trip). Mom once came to North Dakota to see her sonny boy play in his first two games as a sophomore. One of the games was a road trip to Mayville, North Dakota and Mom gave my friend fits the entire way insisting the bus carrying the football team (they were following in my car) was going the wrong way. She was in her late 40’s early 50’s back then. Now she’s 80, has no peripheral vision, has never been to Delaware in her life and I’ll lay 50:1 she knows the way to the hotel better'n mapquest ...

But she’s my mommy and is very excited to see her second grandchild get married. That’s two down and one to go ... Saturday Charles steps up to the plate and Dustin, my boy, you're on deck ...

It is a beautiful thing, amici and we all can’t wait!

—The Proud Poppa

And the DOC says ...

Hey Chaz,

First of all, I want to wish the newlyweds a lifetime of happiness. I have always had a soft spot in my heart for Charles. He frequently has complimented some of my vicious yet profoundly insightful articles and I know that annoys the crap out of you. Congratulations to the lovely couple.

Now, let’s proceed with the obligatory political content.

Any of you who have complained that the Bamster has not created a single job are about to be proved wrong. He has just appointed an Asian Carp Czar. I kid you not. For those unfamiliar, the Asian carp is a non-native fish recently introduced to the United States. It is a rapid breeder with a voracious appetite and quickly depletes the natural resources of an area. The Bamster wants these fish eradicated. Obviously, he has realized that fish don’t vote or he would instead be ramming through his landmark Asian Carp Amnesty Bill. It’s likely the current regime has little understanding of the Asian Carp. The Asian carp is a top-feeder.

The Carp Czar (be careful of spelling) position also comes with an $80 million budget. He’ll no doubt be hiring every high priced scientist in D.C. and Al Gore’s flunkies when what we need are 100,000 unemployed fishermen with poles and nets. The Environment Protection Agency has a budget of $10 Billion, but there seems to be no available funds to deal with these fish.

Obama recently said, “They talk about me like I’m a dog.”

No, Fredo, we talk about you like you are an egotistical, overeducated boob. We like dogs.

Have a great time at the wedding.