Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Take a Hike, Punxsutawney Phil!


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    Morning campers! Bud here with another update on all my business... and business is not exactly booming.  The weather has been all fussy lately, and sometimes its just been downright dreadful.  The roads have been a mess for weeks now and that really tries my patience when I'm trying to haul a load across the grand old US of A.  And what do you know, there's another storm on the way!  Boy if I could give that weatherman a piece of my mind...
     So anyway, old Bud's holed up in Chicago today on account of this snowstorm.  I'm really fixing to get a good 24 inches in here, maybe even more. I've lubed up the sled and fixed up a nice cozy spot in the back of my 18-wheeler, so even though I'm stuck in the windy city I'm gonna make the best of it.
    Where was I going on such a blustery day you must be asking yourself?  Why, I was rambling on down to Punxsutawney to see the groundhog, of course! Today is groundhog day, and nothing gets my juices flowing like seeing a hog pulled out of a warm crevice in the dead of winter.  I happen to sit on the board that oversees the events at Gobbler's Knob, and have even pulled the little feller out once or twice.  This storm really rained on my parade, so I had to improvise a bit.  So I say take a hike Phil! This year belongs to Chi-town Charlie.
     I woke up this morning to the news that Phil had come out without seeing his shadow this year.  Everybody knows this means we get an early spring, but I just can't seem to believe it!  It's just too bitter out here.  So I pulled a rat out of a hole in the wall to test the theory for my self.  Fiddle my sticks if he didn't see his shadow and scramble back in!  Pretty soon we're gonna see which rodent really knows the future, but my money is definitely going on Charlie!

Keep on Trucking America!

Bud Reilly, Still America's No. 1 Hog Handler

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Bud Reviews: The Adult Playtime Boutique on Rt. 10

     You know folks, every time I'm in New Jersey (and seeing as its placed conveniently on a not-so-discreet route between the Commonwealth's of Pennsylvania and New York, it's somewhat unavoidable), I can't help but marvel at the cute, kitschy feel of some of its communities.  Whether it's the "glad to meet you neighbor!" vibe of small towns like Irvington or just the charming atmosphere of Jersey City, northern New Jersey has something to offer for just about everyone.
     I couldn't have been more pleased when, one brisk January afternoon when traveling down historic Rt. 10 I happened to come upon the quaint little shop know as the Adult Playtime Boutique.  Truth be told, I only just stopped to ask directions to the nearest Dunkin' Donuts location, but boy oh boy am I glad I stopped in there!
     Just as soon as I stolled past the tounge-in-cheek "Do Not Enter if Under 18" sign I knew I was in for a treat.  The staff greeted me with a kindly hello and a warm, welcoming smile you can tell for sure can be born only from a sincere love of what they're doing.  The place was clean and friendly, with a an open floor-plan designed to keep an easy flow of traffic through the store, while also directing the customers attention to some of their more remarkable merchandise, including a world class collection of 18" dildos (with or without testicles!) and a row of anal beads more varied in size and color than the clientele themselves!
     The impressive collection of films new and old included staples like Tiger's Got Wood and Porn Star Brides, but it hardly stopped there.  The world of independent cinema was well represented with such critically acclaimed entries as Big Boob Orgy 2, lesser known outings from more eminent directors like Quentin Tarantino's Anal Fuck Creampie or Chinese filmmaker Wang Bing's seminal, though under-viewed Barely Legal '98, and even titles unheard of such as Amateur Porn Star Killer 3 and Cock-Happy.
     The pièce de résistance of the whole operation, however, was what they deemed the Adult Arcade, although I'm not certain the etymology of the title, for it was not particularly interactive.  Regardless, what a thrill and how delightful of them to include such a feature as well! The local police force seemed to agree with this assessment too, as, though not in uniform, several of them would stroll in at a time to enjoy a personal moment of quiet reflection and catch a quick flick.  Essentially you're treated, for a price of less than $5, to a personal showing of any film of your choice! The odor in the room was surprisingly pungent that day, I'm going to assume it had something to do with a ventilation problem they were having because the room was also fairly sticky.  Other than that minor roadblock, it was smooth sailing for me as I managed to watch pieces of both The Craving and True Porn Fiction in the 30-plus minutes I spent there. They even had holes drilled into the walls so you could chat with your neighbor about your movie if you so choose.
     All things considered, The Adult Playtime Boutique had a polite, amiable feeling to it, and its a shop that I'll be sure to frequent whenever I'm around. Highly Recommended!

Till Next Time!

Bud Reilly, Truck Driver Extraordinaire