Why is it that Paul Mages has a squeaky clean rap, when in fact he had a regular female pick up schedual at the Beverly Hills Hotel untl he picked up his equal, and is now grounded from his favorite playpen?
Does any one know that Paul Magers tries to get a piece of news before he gets back to the 11:00 o'clock check in. I think even Laura Diaz wanted a hit from behind,but the only one she takes, is from Paul Magers, in the face.
I actually hung out with Johnny Mountain's son once. He was a friend of one of my friends. We went to a show at the Troubadour, and I found it very hard not to laugh that his name was in fact, "Mountain".
Ha! That's pretty funny... we've got a "Skip Waters" weatherman at WCTI 12 ABC in eastern NC... Its probably the most ghetto station I've seen so far.
HEE!!! Thanks for the laugh. Your blog's hilarious.
Being from a small town in the Minneapolis/St. Paul market, I can confirm that Paul Magers ditched our NBC affiliate. He deserves to be the buffer. He's probably just bitter that the far supperior WCCO, the MSP CBS affiliate, never picked him up because Don Shelby could kick his ass. And now I'll retreat back to my Minnesota nice corner.
This is too funny. It's true, Jim's smile isn't reaching his eyes. Paul Magers looks high.
I would like to option this idea for a screenplay, but only if we can get Rex Flexpex to do sports.
Justin said it would.
Paul Magers used to be on the Minneapolis affliate of CBS or NBC that we get up here in middle Canada.... he's probably just nervous in the middle there about everyone finding out about his midwest accent he has tried to shed for years.
You know, the two in the middle don't just look awkward to me. Paul Magers has a grin of sleazy satisfaction. I think he's just put his hand on Laura Diaz's ass. And her face just screams "get me out of here before they kill each other or I kill him". Or a facelift, one of those.
But what about Dallas Rain, the weatherman? Born for it, he was.
I thought it was a phenomenon local to the NYC area. We have had meteorologist Frank Field for years, and we now have his son, also a meteorologist: Storm Field. I swear. Sadly, he was replaced by Sam Champion, whose gleaming teeth make him worthy of HIS name.
He's also a raging queen; my fiancee DJed a gay wedding he attended. But a lovely man indeed. And did I mention very white teeth?
HEE HEE HEE. There used to be a weatherman in Denver named Stormy Rottmann.
Johnny Mountain has been around forever. In fifth grade (twelve years ago) my whole class wrote him letters asking him to come and speak about...I don't know. Barometers or something. He never even wrote back. I bet Flip Spiceland would have come.
HAAAAA! How could it be possible that the dude's name is Johnny Mountain?! Of course, we have a weatherman here in ATL whose name is Flip Spiceland.
That is brilliant! I am so going to start watching, with an eye for the animosity. Hee.
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