The Littlest Leprechaun

So the other night, I decided to pay homage to my Irish ancestry and got all dolled up for a feast on St. Patrick's Day. Now, I know what you are thinking....I look for any excuse to party harty. I really just wanted to show my support for the little people, those funny little leprechaun guys. I'm hoping that by paying tribute to them, they will bring mommy and daddy a pot o'gold. Anyway, the festivities were in full swing as always. We gorged ourselves on Chez Nicole's finest corned beef and cabbage. We ate, drank, and certainly were merry. Uh-mah, Aunt Debbi, and John even came over to party with us. It was a great Irish celebration. And if any of you make fun of me for wearing my authentic Celtic garb, I'll beat you with my shillelagh stick! Besides, I thought I looked quite dapper in all green. For dessert, Aunt Debbie brought a little bit of "new yawk" with her courtesy of Crumb's Cupcakes. Whew, I needed to work out extra hard the next day after that one. They were dee-lish. I even went caveman style, grunting and smacking my lips as I ate. We had such a great time. Wish you all could have been there. Well, there's always next year. Maybe next year I'll have a red beard to really complete the look! Well this little leprechaun is tuckered out and ready to lay his head down on a shamrock. Peace, love, and happy corned beef to all, and to all a good night!

Daddy makes some weird fashion statements!!!

You know, I really love my Daddy, but man can he be really strange sometimes!! He got it in his head that he really wants us both to wear these special hats while we're at the pool at our summer resort. He kept going on about how it's really important that we wear them and that we can't go in the pool at all without them. I don't know what the deal is with these hats, I don't know if they're supposed to block the sun or make us swim faster or what, but I ain't wearing one. First of all I don't want to block the sun, after the long winter we had, I need to work on getting my Godlike bronze hue back. As far as the swimming goes, I don't need anything to make me faster, I mean they're already trying to recruit me for the next Summer Olympics so I can blast all of Michael Phelps's records out of the water (no pun intended)! Daddy was nagging me so much about the hats that I finally ripped his and mine off and told him that we're not going to wear them at all, and before he could try and change my mind I hopped into my spaceship and took of for a few laps around the planet. Well, I have to run, enjoy the beautiful spring weather we're having. Talk to you soon! Peace, Love, and no dumb hats!!!

Baby I'm a Rocket Man

Now I've talked about my dislike for the Paparazzi, but with this latest story things are really getting out of hand! If you haven't seen it yet I'm on the front page of all the tabloids with this picture with head lines like; "Bean" Caught Drinkin!, and Looks like AJ's "Bean" Flying High! Well, I want to squash these rumors before they get any more out of hand, I was not, nor have I ever been pulled over for a DWI or a DUI. I would never drink and drive (or in this instance drink and fly), and I definitely don't do drugs. The real story goes like this: I got this really bad ass private space ship for my birthday that lets me fly into Space at the drop of a hat, so I decided to make a quick little trip to the Moon the other day because I had a little free time in my schedule. The Moon is really cool by the way, I mean where else can you jump 100 feet with no effort at all, or stand in Neil Armstrongs Foot Prints, or just hang out on the Beaches of the Sea of Tranquility??!! Anyhoo, here's 2 little known facts;

1) The New Jersey State Police frown upon landing a spaceship in the middle of the Jersey

Turnpike!

2) Re-entry from Orbit gives you one hell of a "Hangover" I mean all the shaking and spinning

makes you so dizzy that you can barely stand let alone walk a straight line! Oh, and what

the hell is an Alphabet anyway, does have something to do with Caesar Milan at Vegas or

something like that?

So I got pulled over for landing my Ship on the Turnpike and that picture was taken just as I was getting out of the ship and I was a little bit clumsy on my feet, in fact it felt like I had just taken my first steps the other day! The Trooper is a huge fan of mine so he just let me go with an Autograph and warning. The photographer wasn't so lucky, he'll be getting 3 straight and a cot for the next couple of months. It really does pay to be a huge Celebrity sometimes. Well, that's the true story, let this be a lesson to all you Paparazzi out there, don't try to knock the Bean down because it will blow up in your face. That's all for now, see ya soon! Peace, Love, and really doing the Moonwalk!