Manhattan Infidel Presents Your Horoscope: The Blogging Edition

The zodiac signs for those who want to knowOnce again here at the worldwide headquarters of do you come here often?  Do you like older men? Manhattan Infidel it is time to present for my readers their horoscope.  Enjoy!  I just want to touch you that’s all.  Please let me touch you.  I’m so lonely.

Aries (March 21-April 19)

Congratulations are in order.  Your blog about the 1971 Chevy Vega is up to 15 hits a day. Console yourself with your success while contemplating all the things you don’t have:  love, companionship, the touch of a woman, a left testicle.

Taurus (April 20-May 20)

This week you will make the difficult decision to shut down your blog supporting John Huntsman for President.  Not to worry.  Your other blog where you photograph the feet of woman (usually without their permission or even without them knowing) is still up and running.  At least until the lawsuit.  Your lucky number is eight which of course means nothing to a man who has never known love.  You will rip the left testicle off an Aries.

Gemini (May 21-June 20)

It seemed like a good idea at the time.  A blog dedicated to the 1964 Phillies.  Who wouldn’t like that?  You’ll get to talk baseball with other lonely men (some with a left testicle no less!)  The neighborhood children are afraid of you.  Please pull your pants up.

Cancer (June 21-July 22)

Granted most men love porn but after being arrested at a porn awards ceremony in Las Vegas you will, in a fit of pique, shut down your blog.  Under court order to stay away from porn stars you will start a new blog dedicated to celibacy, self-control, cold showers and the advantages of having two testicles.  An Aries with one testicle will spam your blog.  This will send you into relapse and you will be arrested (again) outside your favorite porn star’s home screaming, “I just want to touch you!”

Leo (July 23-August 22)

Your blog “Pictures of Bread” will suddenly become very popular after police discover a dead prostitute buried in your backyard.  After being arrested you will ask your lawyer, “Did they find the other 15 prostitutes?”  At your preliminary hearing you will ask the judge three questions:  1.  Does he like bread?  2.  Does he have a left testicle?  3.  Ever serve a left testicle on toast?  You will be declared insane and your blog will be taken over by someone who just shut down their John Huntsman blog.

Virgo (August 23-September 22)

Feeling the need for a hobby you will start a blog called “Pictures of left testicles.”   An Aries will shoot your cat.  Your lucky number is 14, which coincidentally is the age of the neighbor’s daughter you’ve been texting. Expect to be arrested soon.

Libra (September 23-October 22)

You will quit your job to devote yourself full-time to blogging.  Soon running out of cash you will revert to the money-making scheme you utilized in college:  Dressing as Brigitte Bardot and letting lonely men with one testicle touch you for 20 dollars. Unfortunately one of your jobs will be at a party thrown by the Secret Service and you will be sodomized over and over and over and over.  They will not pay you.

Scorpio (October 23-November 21)

Change in your life is on the horizon.  Your blog dedicated to Elihu Root will be hacked and replaced by pictures of porn stars.  Realizing that you like looking at porn stars more than Elihu Root you will quit your job and move to Southern California in hopes of becoming a producer of pornography.  Your lucky number is 18 which is also the number of times you will be stabbed in a back alley by a porn star’s husband.

Sagittarius (November 22-December 21)

Having spent the last 20 years in jail you are new to the internet but this won’t stop you from starting a blog detailing the many ways to rip off a man’s left testicle (a skill you found very handy while locked up.)  Expect a visit from an angry Aries.

Capricorn (December 22-January 19)

Your astrological sign is the goat which explains why you will start a blog dedicated to your fetish of growing a soul patch and eating the grass on your front lawn.  Surprisingly this fetish will not help you meet women.  Increasingly desperate for human contact you will take to groping women on the street.  An Aries will shoot you and steal your left testicle.

Aquarius (January 20-February 18)

You will start a blog dedicated to your mother.  Your strictly platonic female friend will think this is “so sweet.”  You will explain to her that you were hoping that the blog would kindle romantic feelings between the two of you.  Surprised, freaked out and turned off by your admission she will end your friendship.  It will be weeks before her body is discovered in a landfill.  You will shut down your blog.

Pisces (February 19-March 20)

A former bassist in a rock and roll band until your addiction to woman’s undergarments destroyed your life you will make one last attempt to straighten out your life and will start a blog about men’s undergarments.  But recidivism will rear its ugly head and you will be arrested in a bathroom on the interstate wearing nothing but female undergarments.  MTV will do a “Behind the Music” special on your downfall.  Your left testicle will be ripped off in jail, possibly by an irate Aries.

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The Gospel According to Barack Obama (Part XII)

 The Kingdom of redistribution is at hand!

And it came to pass when Barack had ended these words he departed Washington D.C. and went back with Michelle to New York for another shopping spree.

And great multitudes tried to follow him but as half of the city was closed down by the Secret Service they were late for work.

And there came to him Republicans tempting him, and saying:  Is it lawful for a man not to give his younger lover free birth control?

Who answering said to them:  Have ye not read in the papers about the growing gender gap in voting?  And he said:

For this reason shall a man always provide free birth control since that’s all women care about.

The Republicans say to him:  Why then do we not favor free birth control for women?

He saith to them:  Because or your hardness of heart.  For not giving women free birth control is part of your war on women and leads them to give birth to children, and bringing a child into this overpopulated world is an abomination and leads to global warming.  Yeah, a polar bear may drown.  And whosoever is responsible for one of these little polar bears drowning shall not be forgive in this election cycle or the next.

Then were little children presented to him, that he should impose hands upon them and pray;  And his disciples in the mainstream media rebuked them.

But Barack said to them:  Suffer the little children, and forbid them not to come to me:  for we must indoctrinate them early.

And when he had  imposed hands upon them, he departed to a Broadway show.

And behold one came to him and said to him:  Good master who lowers sea levels, what good shall I do that I may have Democrats over me everlasting?

Who said to him:  Why asketh thou me concerning good?  One is good, Jeremiah Wright.  But if thou wilt have Democrats over you, keep the commandments.

He said to him:  Which? And Barack said:  Thou shalt not murder, unless it is a white Hispanic, Thou shalt not commit adultery without providing free birth control, Thou shalt not steal unless it is from the 1%.

The young man saith to him:  All these I have kept from my youth, what is yet wanting to me?

Barack saith to him:  If thou wilt have Democrats over you everlasting, go sell what thou hast, and give your fair share to the government and provide your house as a place where Michelle and I can relax.

And the young man went away sad:  for he had just steam-cleaned the place.

Then Barack said to his disciples in the mainstream media:  it is easier for Mexican gangs to buy guns from the United States than for the 1% to willingly pay their fair share.

Then Joe Biden answering, said to him:  Behold I have left my senate seat and followed thee:  What therefore shall I have?

And Barack said to him:  Amen I say to you, that you, who have followed me, when Barack shall have his own monument in Washington as a tribute to his constitutional scholarship you shall judge the 57 states.

And everyone that hath left house or lands for my name’s sake shall receive an hundred-fold from the taxes taken from the 1%.

[To be continued.]

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My Exclusive Interview with President Barack Obama's Dog

Run for your life!!

Today at Manhattan Infidel I am pleased to have as my guest Bo, the Portuguese water dog who became the pet of President Obama.

MI:  Good afternoon Bo.  It’s a pleasure to meet you.  I wasn’t expecting to interview you today but when you called I couldn’t refuse.

Bo:  Thanks.  I need to talk.  

MI:  Okay.  Let’s start out with the question everyone wants to know.  What’s it like being the first pet?

Bo:  That’s it?  That’s your first question?

MI:  Well, yeah. I always like to toss my guests a softball question first.  You know, make them relaxed.

Bo:  Man you’re lamer than Soledad O’Brien.

MI:  You seem upset.

Bo:  Ya think? 

MI:  Why is that?  Is it the Republican party’s war on women?  The lack of free birth control?

Bo:  I’m a dog you idiot.  My balls were chopped off long ago.  No.  I’m talking about the fact that President Obama has admitted to eating dog meat.

MI: What? My god! How awful.  Why haven’t I heard of this before?  It wasn’t mentioned on any of the porn, er, news sites I frequent daily.

Bo:  Like I said.  Soledad O’Brien.  Anyway I’m here to get my story out.

MI:  But you seemed so happy at the White House.  Look at this picture.  President Obama has you on a leash and you are both jogging around the White House grounds.  It’s adorable.

Bo:  Adorable?  Adorable?  I was running for my life.  This was the first time I met him and he says to me, “Bo, you look delicious.  I’m going to make you a Chicago style dog.”  What the hell is that man?  What the hell is that?

MI: It’s a hot dog served on a poppy-seed bun topped with mustard, chopped white onions, sweet pickle relish, a dill pickle, tomato slices and a dash of celery salt. They’re delicious.  You should try one.

Bo:  What?

MI:  Oh sorry.  I didn’t mean –  [There is a knocking at the door] – who the hell is that. Yes?  May I help you?

President Obama:  Manhattan Infidel, it’s me, President Obama. Have you seen my dog Bo?

Bo:  Hide me!  Quick hide me!

MI:  Here, hide in the stove. 

President Obama:  Manhattan Infidel open up.  This is President Obama. [Forces door open.]  Alright Manhattan Infidel where’s he hiding?

MI:  He’s not in the stove!

President Obama:  Oh!  He’s hiding in the stove, eh?

MI:  Now look, would I turn on the gas if my friend Bo were hiding in there?

President Obama:  You might, Manhattan Infidel, you might.

MI:  Well would I throw a lighted match in there if my friend Bo were in there? [throws a match in stove. It explodes.]

President Obama:  All right Manhattan Infidel, you’ve convinced me.  I’ll look for Bo in the city. [He leaves.]

MI:  The coast is clear Bo. He’s gone.

Michelle Obama:  Manhattan Infidel I have the house surrounded.  It’s Michelle Obama.

Bo:  Jiggers.  Not her!

Michelle Obama:  Open up!  This is Michelle Obama! [Bursts through door.]  All right Manhattan Infidel.  Where’s Bo?  Where’s he hiding?

MI: He’s not in the stove.

Michelle Obama:  Oho!  He’s hiding in the stove, eh?

MI: Would I turn on the gas if he was in there?

Michelle Obama:  You might, Manhattan Infidel, you might.

MI: Well would I throw a lighted match in there if he was in there?

Bo:  Oh no you don’t. [Bo bursts out of stove and throws himself at Michelle Obama’s feet] Take me with you.  Don’t leave me with this crazy blogger!  Eat me!  Eat me!

And so ended my strange interview with Bo, the President’s dog.  Speaking of dogs, I’m in the mood for a Chicago dog. Those things are delicious.

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Yankees Win! Teixeira Scratched!

“I only have two rules when it comes to hookers.  1.  They must be clean.  2.  They must not have had Lou Gehrig before me.  The Babe does not play sloppy seconds!” ~ attributed to Babe Ruth

The Yankee banners, conspicuously minus Kevin Maas

The above photo shows the Great Yankee Wall of Honor inside Yankee Stadium.  Note:  The Wall of Honor continues to refuse to give Kevin Maas his rightful place in the Yankee echelon.

Tonight the Yankees continued their series against the Minnesota Twins.  The Yanks started CC “Me eat!” Sabathia (1-0 5.59) while the Twins started former phenom but now sore-armed loser Francisco Liriano (0-2 11.91).

The Twins got on the board first when Josh Willingham homered to deep center.    The Yankees came back in the bottom of the second when Curtis Granderson walked and went to second on a balk.  He then scored on a Brett Gardner ground rule double.

1-1 after two innings.

Minnesota picked up two run in the top of the third when Clete Thomas (who entered the game after Denard Span was ejected along with manager Ron Gardenhire for arguing a call strike) doubled to left scoring Alexi Casilla.  Jamey Carroll then singled to shallow right scoring Thomas.  3-1 twins after 2 1/2.

The Yankees broke out in the bottom of the inning for four runs.  Nunez singled home Andrew Jones (who was playing right field because of the space-time dislocation – more on that later).  Yankee backup catcher Chris Stewart singled home Granderson and Nunez.  Derek “Who needs Minka Kelly?” Jeter then hit a sacrifice fly to right scoring Gardner.

5-3 Yankees after three.

The Yankees scored in the bottom of the fourth when Andrew Jones hit a solo home run.

6-3 Yankees after four.

In the bottom of the fifth Derek “Did I say who needs Minka Kelly?  I’m a fool” Jeter singled home Brett Gardner.

7-3 Yankees after five innings.

And the final scoring in the game happened in the bottom of the seventh when Chris Stewart singled home Brett Gardner.

Final score:  Yankees 8 Minnesota 3.

Notes on the game:

It was announced before the game that Mark Teixeira had been scratched from the lineup because of “flu-like symptoms.”   Tex confirmed this by telling reporters, “It hurts when I pee and my balls are on fire.  What?  Oh, yeah.  Flu-like symptoms.  That’s what it is.” 

This necessitated moving Nick Swisher to first base and putting Andrew Jones in right field.

But was this the real reason for the move?  Scientists postulate an effect they like to call the “Let’s make shit up so we continue to get funding effect.”  And in the spirit of this I will now make some shit up.

What if Tex’s “flu-like symptoms” were caused by sleeping with a Secret Service agent just back from South America?  What if these “flu-like symptoms” opened up a tear in the fabric of space-time?

What if this tear in the fabric of space-time caused a copy of Andrew Jones circa 2005 to play for the Yankees on April 17, 2012? This copy of Andrew I will call “Mr. Steroids.”    Mr. Steroids hit 51 home runs that year.  Perhaps this is why he hit a home run tonight?

What if this tear in the space-time continuum caused the YES network to broadcast the game to the planet Vulcan where baseball-crazy Vulcans could argue that it was illogical for Gardenhire to argue the call strike and get ejected? And all this – the Vulcans, the copy of Andrew Jones – all this was caused by Mark Teixeira’s dripping penis.

It’s just a theory mind you.  But a theory that has settled science behind it.  As noted physicist Albert Einstein once said, “I ain’t paying you to dance honey.  Now strip or I shoot your husband.”

Reader mail:

M.B. of Brooklyn writes, “Greetings from London, England.  I asked a bartender in the pub to put the Yankee game on the telly.  He refused.  So I carved his skin off with a plastic knife.”

Um.  You’ve been living in Brooklyn too long M.B.

L.K. of New Jersey writes, “I too have ‘flu-like symptoms’  How can I get this fixed without the wife finding out?”

Sheep dip, L.K.  Sheep dip.

D.B. of Philadelphia writes, “How long do I have to stay in the pool before my ‘flu-like symptoms’ drown?”

As long as it takes D.B.

S.J. of Harlem writes, “I like pancakes.”

Do you pancakes have flu-like symptoms?

Recommended reading material:

Dagger John:  The unquiet life and times of Archbishop John Hughes of New York.

And so my record so far stands at 1-1.  My next game is Sunday April 29th against the Detroit “Is it too late to move to the Pontiac Silverdome” Tigers.

Go Yankees!

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Drunk blogging the Yankees

CCs pitch count is up to 84. Somewhere in retirement Joe Torre, wearing a wife beater t shirt and drinking a can of Schlitz is screaming at the TV: get the bullpen up!

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Drunk blogging continued

Top of 5th – drunk fan runs out onto the field and gets tackled by NYPD and taken under the stands to meet his demise..

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Still still more Yankees

Gardenhire ejected!

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More drunk blogging of Yankees

CC Sabathia gives up 2nd inning home run to Josh Willingham. Twins fans are ecstatic. Forgive them father they know not who they root for.

1-0 Twins.

Because Tex has been scratched Nick Swisher is playing first (to the chagrin of the beater creatures who have to deal with the much less charismatic and totally innocent of any steroid use) Andrew Jones.

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Drunk blogging the Yankee game

Mark Teixeira scratched from tonight’s game for “flu-like symptoms.”.

Ain’t Venereal disease a bitch?

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Yankees Lose to the AntiChrist!

“40 hot dogs and seven hookers.  Or was that 40 hookers and seven hot dogs?  No wonder my stomach hurts” ~ attributed to Babe Ruth.

Soon to be designated for assignment Freddy Garcia

Baseball 2012 has arrived.  Normally I don’t like to go to night baseball in April – the nights are too cold and I have a good relationship with my testicles and would like them to remain in the fully unretracted position.  However the starting temperature at game time was 88 degrees.  Global warming?  Polar bears drowning?  Batman gay?  Al Gore right?  Nah, Al Gore is still a lying putz who made himself a multimillionaire on the backs of one of the world’s largest scams.

The above photo is of the Yankee starter Freddy “Soon to be designated for assignment when Andy Pettitte comes back” Garcia warming up before the game.  The Minnesota “Yah, you betcha” Twins countered with former Yankee pitcher Carl Pavano (shown here in his true form), Carl Pavano’s true form or as he is affectionately known in New York, the anti-Christ.

The game got off to a rocky start for the Yankee as Freddy “Designated for assignment the moment Andy Pettitte gets back” Garcia gave up two runs on three hits in the top of the first.  After Joe “Not a superstar anymore” Mauer doubled, Josh Willingham singled him home.  Willingham moved to third on Justin Morneau’s single.  Willingham then scored on Ryan Doumit’s single.

In the bottom of the first Derek “I inherited Mariano Rivera’s male pattern baldness” Jeter hit a home run into the right field bleachers on the second pitch of the game.  Curtis Granderson then hit a towering home run into the upper deck.  Alex Rodriguez singled and went to second on a throwing error.  He later scored on Mark “White Hispanic” Teixeira’s single.  3-2 Yankees after one.

After that both pitchers appeared to settle down.  But then in the top of the fifth Freddy “Just keeping a spot on the bench warm until Andy Pettitte arrives” Garcia gave up two runs.  4-3 Minnesota after five.

In the top of the sixth Freddy “Who is this Andy Pettitte you keep mentioning to me?” Garcia gave up a lead-off home run to Justin Morneau that landed in the batter’s eye in center field.  Garcia was mercifully pulled after 5 2/3 innings after allowing nine hits and five runs.

5-3 Twins after six.

The Twins scored two more in the top of the eight.  But who cares how they scored.  I mean, does it matter?  Does it?  Does it?  Carl “I am the anti-Christ” Pavano had won.  Seeing that he won only 9 games in four years in New York (that’s almost five million per win) this was enough to make the bleacher creatures burn down the visiting locker room.

Notes on the game:

The first pitch was thrown out by an inanimate carbon rod. Stupid inanimate carbon rod! Stupid inanimate carbon rod! If they wanted something inanimate to throw out the first pitch at least get John Tesh to do it. The amazingly life-like John Tesh I mean sometimes he’s amazingly life like (and he’s probably cheaper than the stupid carbon rod.)

In keeping with the freakishly warm temperatures for April during the fourth inning a polar bear perched precariously atop a melting ice flow drifted onto the field. If only people didn’t use incandescent light bulbs I might still be alive! Unfortunately for the Yankees Curtis Granderson missed the cut off man and the bear scored.

Now how are the Yankees going to do this year?  Well, besides the fact that Derek Jeter Derek Jeter after the game and Alex Rodriguez Alex Rodriguez in the locker room are very very very old, Mark “White Hispanic” Teixeira has discovered his inner Jason Giambia and can’t hit above .240 and future superstar Jesus Montero was traded to Seattle the big question will be our starting rotation.  We could have traded Montero to Seattle in 2010 for Cliff Lee.  Now there is no guarantee we would have won it all then or that Lee wouldn’t have signed with Philadelphia after the season but at least we’d be trading Montero for a proven commodity.  But he was “too valuable” so the trade did not go through.

So what does Brian “You come here often honey” Cashman do during the winter?  He trades Montero for a pitcher who’s had one half of one good year.  And sure enough Michael Pineda, after a horrible spring training starts the year on the DL for the Yankees.  Pineda it seems has channeled his inner Nick Johnson.

Why bring back Andy Pettitte?  Who’s next?  Whitey Ford?

It’s too early to panic.  Baseball doesn’t really matter until after Memorial Day anyway.  Here is my prediction for the AL East:

  1.  Tampa Bay Rays
  2. New York Yankees
  3. Toronto Blue Jays
  4. Boston Red Sox
  5. Baltimore Orioles.

Recommended reading material:

The Filioque.  History of a Doctrinal Controversy by A. Edward Siecienski

So I start the year at 0-1.  My next game is Tuesday April 17th against the self-same Minnesota Twins.

Go Yankees!

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