It's a Manny, Manny, Manny, Manny World Reports say there were four more bombs in London today...and I don't mean Steven Seagal movies. Luckily, it sounds like few, if any, were injured. All thoughts and well-wishes are with our neighbours.
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Go out and buy Snow Patrol's cd "Final Straw." No reason, really, I like them.
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Some company out there is offering to beam blogs into space. I can't make this stuff up, you'll have to read it.


But since the guy is sorta semi-serious, I wonder if TLBR would reach the golfing planet of Oookufukku that I invented last week.


Or the planet that Red Sox (check!) LF Manny Ramirez lives on. I bet Manny's planet is fun, chew know.
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Need evidence of how cool Planet Manny would be? Check out Manny, Jr's room. If that room's any indication, Planet Manny would rule.

Especially if Papi was bartending and Jeanne Zelasko would be there.
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Manny would also kick Roger Clemens' ass.


"Don't Mess with Texas?" My ass. Washington Heights, represent.
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Sent in from a loyal reader; a headline he'd like to see for the Yankees' pitching staff: "Torre In Hole With Small, Wang; Big Unit, Moose Coming Next"


Pee-pee and fart jokes are hee-hee funny.


(More Manny.)
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In the effort of fellow blog promotion, check out James Mathis' China blog: It's informative, refreshing, and most of all, funny. Day seven had me laughing out loud. Great job by all associated with it.
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See if you can figure out which guy is Manny and which guy is an asshole.
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More tonight, including a Hand? 'Scuse me while I kiss the sky.

(I'll let Manny sign off.)  ¶ 11:32 AM