The first rule of Breakfast Club is, you talk about Breakfast Club.
The second rule of Breakfast Club is, you TALK about Breakfast Club.
If someone burps, gags or throws up, eating is over.
Two people to a plate.
One meal at a time.
No ties, no frowns.
Breakfast will go on as long as it has to.
If this is your first morning at Breakfast Club, you have to eat!
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Are you looking to eat at one of my many restaurants around the world? Alright, they’re not mine, but one day I may very well add to the list, but a couple of these will be hard to beat. As you may know I’ve been known as Bugsy my entire life and apparently there are several bars, grills, pizzerias, and apparently even a sex club named after Bugsy. So here we go, if you know if any more please comment below.
Bugsy’s Sports Bar-Grill & Brewery in Rhinelander, Wisconsin
Bugsy’s Pizza Restaurant in Old Town Alexandria, Virginia
Photo by Kevin H. on Flickr
Bugsy’s Sports Grill in Indianapolis, Indiana
Bugsy’s Bar and Grill, Parksville, British Columbia
Bugsy in Seoul, South Korea
Well, this is completely unlike any of the other venues. Supposely this is a sex club. No joke. It’s hard to find any more info on the place since it’s in Korea, but my friend Jen in Korea was told about it and took the photo.
Photo by my friend Jen
And my favorite…
Bugsy’s Bar in Prague, Czech Republic
Perhaps the greatest bar I have ever been to. Live piano music. Cocktail bar. They have the “blue bible” which has hundreds of cocktail drinks such as Bugsy’s Rose (quite tasty). Of course it’s a 1920s American gangster theme. It is considered one of the best cocktail bars in all of Europe. I was fortunate to go there in 2005 while studying abroad.
Photo by Eric E. Hayward on Flickr
Photo by Jr on Flickr
Photo by Jacon Johan on Flickr
On Thursday I was involved in my first car accident (while I was the driver that is). I will no longer be able to boast that I’ve never been in one. I used to pride myself on that, not even as much as a little fender bender before Thursday.
My nephew Sloane was with me. I had just gotten back from taking photos at the Binder Park Zoo in Battle Creek and picked up 9-year old Sloane to take back to the Upper Peninsula with me so he could stay with my parents for a week.
I was leaving work from Seymour Street in Lansing and drove 1.3 miles. After the construction zone I had merged all the way into the left lane on Saginaw (a 4-lane one-way street) headed eastbound. I was ready to start the 400 mile trip to Marquette.
A white two-door car was in front of me on the lane to my direct right. Out of the blue he tried to cut over two lanes at once, as he tried to make a left hand turn at Mahlon Street. Cutting over two lanes at once he never looked and the front right corner of my 1998 Escort Wagon went square into his driver’s door.
I was driving about 40 mph.
My car stopped in the middle of Mahlon Street. His car shot up onto the sidewalk.
I’m proud of my instinct. First I made sure to see that Sloane was okay and started dialing 911 immediately. He was fine. I was fine. They had to remove that door of the other guys car to get him out and hauled him to the hospital. My guess would be a couple broken ribs at worst.
My only concern was Sloane. I was terribly frustrated not because of the accident, but because Sloane was in my car. The last time I had a kid in my car while I was driving was probably three years ago. So why does my first accident have to happen when I finally have a child in my car? Big props to Sloane for staying so calm and patient. He’s a trooper, not to mention an 8 hour drive back to the Upper Peninsula following it. Hopefully he wasn’t too terrified and hopefully his mother won’t hate me too much.
After seeing the damage on the other guy’s car I was scared to look behind me at my own car. I couldn’t believe what I saw, how minimal the damage was. No extra squeaks, rattles, or anything. Only aesthetics. The only minor thing was being able to open the hood, but that was taken care of at home.
Well, car accidents happen. I hope the other guy is alright too. Thankfully I’m a very calm guy and keep my cool. Was mostly frustrating just because I was starting a 400-mile trek to the U.P. But I still made it.
Quite the week it was.
In the next week or so the Detroit Red Wings will repeat as Stanley Cup Champions. Although the Red Wings are up two games to none just as they were last year at this time, that really has nothing to do with the basis of my argument. My argument has to do with what you hear in the media, from the announcers, and the makeup of the two teams.
The Pittsburgh Penguins are talented, no doubt. But from the start of the playoffs until the finals all of the talk has centered around two plays, Sidney Crosby and Evgeni Malkin. That’s all. Crosby this, Malkin, it’s all you ever here. At the end of the day they don’t have depth. The Penguins are as dependent on Malkin and Crosby as the Cleveland Cavaliers are on Lebron James.
Down in Detroit it is a completely different story. The Red Wings have outscored the Penguins 6-2 in the first two games of the finals. Not one of those six goals has come from Datsyuk, Hossa, Zetterberg, or Lidstrom. Datsyuk, a nominee for the Hart Trophy MVP award, hasn’t even played. The goals have come from Filppula, Ericsson, Abdelkader (2), Stuart, and Franzen With the exception of Franzen none of those players are typical goal scorers.
Datsyuk has received some criticism this post season for his lack of offensive production. But that’s what makes the Red Wings so great in everyone of their championship runs. When a star player is out or on a cold streak there is always someone else who is on a hot streak. It doesn’t matter who. The Red Wings don’t get 100-point seasons from players due to their depth. Everyone has a role, it’s not just one guy.
For that reason the Red Wings will have their 5th Stanley Cup Championship in 12 seasons in the next week.
You know I love my hockey! Stanley Cup Finals season is my favorite season of the year, especially when the Red Wings are involved. Go Wings!
P.S. Not only is Osgood going to be a Hall of Fame inductee, I’m starting to make the argument that he should have his number retired.
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