Thanks for the blog! Glad to know I’m not the only one!
My parents live in the Twin Cities and I live in Chicago, so every year one of us guilts the other into making the 7-hour drive to see the other for Christmas. We don’t always alternate years so I don’t know for sure if it was 2004 or 2005 but I know it was one of those years as I remember clearly I was working at the State of Illinois Department of Redundancy Department Office and I couldn’t type for 2 weeks due to spraining my hand from ‘the punch’ and had to drive a forklift around for that time instead. (sorry for the boring history but I want to make sure I get my facts straight for you! 🙂 )
So what happened is I was most of the way their and was running late of course and was already just a little cranky when mom called my cell and told me to go directly to the restaurant they were dining at that evening instead of stopping to rest for five minutes at their place first. Naturally I had no idea where the restaurant was and mom started trying to give me directions while I was driving, expecting me to use my GPS to find it or something. I kind of lost my cool and asked her ‘why can’t we just eat at your place!?!’ and she said that if retirement meant that dad could lay around the house all day then she considered herself retired from cooking, at least during Christmas, and also the week before and after any other holiday for that matter, and what’s so hard about finding a restaurant for goodness sake?
Posted by chriscudnoski on 04/11/2012
Guys, this is awesome! Word about this blog is spreading fast, and someone who knows someone who knows someone I know sent me a link to a video of SOME DUDE WHO PUNCHED OUT JESSE VENTURA.
So now it’s going mainstream! Too excited right now to figure out how to post the video but if one of you will in your comments that would be awesome!
Now I’m finding multiple videos of this guy. He’s everywhere! More to come, it’s really late here.
Posted by chriscudnoski on 01/10/2012
So I was telling someone at the bar about the time I punched out Jesse Ventura, and this dude named Loddy, whom I will refer to as Steve, from here on to protect his identity, and because I don’t want to keep typing the name Loddy, told me that he too had punched Jesse Ventura out once.
He told me this story:
‘Yeah, so I was at the in North Dakota DMV getting my driver’s license renewed, and I seen this big tall old guy at one of the windows arguing with the lady behind the glass. I gave up my place in line to move closer to him, since he seemed to be getting loud and boisterous. Also, I believe either he or I may have been drunk.
“Out of his garbling I heard some words about how he people who worked at the DMV didn’t know what it was like to stand in line at the DMV since they work there and are always the next available customer if they need something, and probably get a sweet employee discount even on custom vanity license plates. Then I heard something about the DMV deserving to lose a few of its own on our nation’s decrepit highways, and I snapped.
“I took a moment of silence, and gave Jesse Ventura a moment of face punching.
”The blow sent him reeling back into the glass partition which separates the masses from the coveted plastic stickers and the begrudging DMV employees who dole them out. His head cocked forward, cocked differently from how it had been cocked just prior to the punch though still very cocked. Then his whole body cocked forward and he hit the floor bam boom splat.
“Since everyone in line who wasn’t there to take their drunk-driving test had their nose in a copy of Car and Driver magazine, and Sarah, or something, who recognized me from high school was now temporarily blind from getting her DMV picture taken (I nicknamed her ‘DMV Chick. She thought that was funny kinda. Chicks love funny clever nicknames like that), I took my chance to run out the door to my car and then to the nearest phone booth to see if there was another DMV in North Dakota and if they had the plate PAK4EVR available.”
Posted by chriscudnoski on 01/10/2012