I'm not feeling very teachy today. In fact, I'm feeling more like going home and sleeping through the day, but I have a responsibility to you, the reader, to bring something about blowing something up or whatever. Oh, right, and that whole employer/employee relationship thing, too.
Anyway, you all know that I love me some Dirty Jobs. I don't think I'd like it as much if Mike Rowe wasn't the host. He seems to be a pretty cool guy. He's also a consummate smartass, like me. Unlike me, however, he doesn't pepper every sentence with those sentence enhancers. You know, you just sprinkle them on whatever you want to say and--Wham-O! You've got yourself a spicy sentence sandwich. How the man can wade hip-deep through shit and not say it is beyond my comprehension.
To that end, let's watch Mike blow up a coal mine:
I like that video because you can see the point where Mike wants to piss his pants. I'm sure he was like "Yeah, this is going to be loud. Blah blah blah goofy Pennsylvania mine worker dude. Let's get on with the bang already." And then suddenly he's like 'I just felt my brain reverberating off the inside of my skull!'
Unfortunately, we don't get to see the explosion, just hear it. That's still pretty cool, right? Fine. Whatever.
And, so that I don't get accused of being too phallocentric, what with the obligatory "boys and their explosions" comments that roll around every Tuesday, here's a little something for the the ladies:
One night, while lying in bed, my wife and I were discussing Dirty Jobs, and she sighed and said something wistful about Mike Rowe. There was a prolonged silence, and I finally said, "It's okay, honey. Sometimes, during sex, I close my eyes and pretend that I'm Mike Rowe, too."
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About half of Mike's shows... I wanna have his job. The other half, I'm holding back the puke.
I wonder if people wanna watch me hose off on the internets........
If I was gay, I would be gay with Mike Rowe.
Interesting.
My backspace isn't working today.
Ha. Nice.
I'll have one of those. It's might hot here in Atlanta.
I just recently watched the episode where he got bit by snakes. A lot. And then he had to make them throw up. It was way gross. Hey--Maybe Tank will grow up to be just like Mike Rowe with his tough ass tick removing ways. :)
--snow
At first glance, I thought that was "Mike blows up a mime".
Mmmmm...Mike Rowe...
I've heard a couple women talk about Mike Rowe in a wistful manner, and I just don't get it. I don't think he's hot or wistful sigh inducing at all.
I think he's awesome and cool and whatnot, but in a way more like he's one of my dad's buddies I like to hang with for twenty minutes....
Any man that showers naked around goats is def gay. But still pretty f'ing cool.
The last sentence is the absolute best.
There's just something about a dirty working man... I haven't watched much of his show b/c I'm easily grossed out, but I read this bit with him where he was saying the whole inspiration for the show basically came from seeing his dad who was a hard-working guy that didn't really get respect from the general public for what he did.
Heh heh... I almost just typed, "used to was." Heh heh.
Mike Rowe is pretty dreamy, and he does seem smart & witty, which is the ultimate turn-on. I heard him interviewed on the radio once and was surprised to hear that he used was a classically-trained singer before landing his TV gigs.
I can't really watch that show because of all the icky stuff, though. I don't "do" poo.
I love Mike Rowe... opera singer turned show host and narrator for a million shows and comercials. He's got a good gig.
Mike Rowe = total babe. I'm just sayin'. :-)
Thanks.
Dirty jobs, Dirty minds,... Mike Rowe naked. It's all good.
Mike Rowe...could I love him more?
chest hair AND a black blobby thing? you are too good to us!
I think the charcoal one was one of my favorites.
Not that it had explosions or anything, mind you. But still a fave.
For some reason all I can think of is Chuck Norris.
Hmm. That show would be better with Tory Bellici.
My wife loves Mike Rowe. So I went out and bought a new Ford F-150. That's a win-win I suppose.
I love this on so many levels:
Mike Rowe saying he almost poo'd his pants.
You admitting you think about being Mike Rowe.
Mike Rowe, naked in a shower with the three Billy Goats Gruff.
Yes, Mike Rowe can totally blow my sh*t up anytime.
Need instructions on how to blow up a coal mine. Not for me. For a friend, of course.
HAHAHA! B's more of a Bear Grylls guy, but I can totally see that...
"They really get my goat"?? I thought for sure one of the goats was going to tug on his..his..his working stiff shall we say. Dang. And Mike Rowe is definitely someone to get all wistful about. Which job do you emulate when you are imagining yourself as Mr. Dirty Jobs? Hopefully, not a poo one.
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