The Honcho Bit

Oh, there will be sequels...

2009-02-24T00:47:00.002-05:00

Kerry and I have created our first co-production: Honcho Penguin Goes for a Stroll. We made it for our Broadcast Design class. The teacher hates The Pollack Corner, as we've designated ourselves. But he better appreciate this business, because it's sure to be a breakout web hit.

Wow... we haven't written in a pregnancy.

2009-01-27T23:37:00.002-05:00

The Honches are back in town, back in tow-wown.

And we brought some new CATCHPHRASES with us. Ok, maybe not catchphrases, more like units of measurements of time and space.

Since we're obsessed with all things television, our most obvious vocabulary addition is 'episode.' We don't like going through life like we're living in a black-and-white NTSC CRT, mmmmk? We like to live our lives and talk about our lives as if we're appearing on an LCD or Plasma ATSC widescreen tv with 1080 (progressive or interlaced to be determined) scan lines. So if we are referring to anything that happened more than 22 minutes ago, we refer to our last 'episodes.'

Next in our new queue is 'pregnancy.' The birth of this measurement: "HOOOOOOOLY SHIT. NINE MONTHS IS A LONG TIME. Like... imagine. Like... I would have had to have sex in APRIL to only have a kid just about now? DAMN." "You're right, that's sooooooo long." So now we refer to anything that takes a long time as a 'pregnancy.'

And even though they're pesky creatures, we have honored fruit flies by assigning them our final new phrase. Days are now fruit fly lives.

pb co revisited.

2008-12-16T20:50:00.004-05:00

Apparently it's impossible for us to get a decent amount of sleep before going to Peanut Butter Company. Here we're working off an hour and an hour and a half respectively.

Oh... hey...

2008-11-23T23:34:00.003-05:00

The honchos are hella busy with their non-virtual lives at the moment.

You can still enjoy their penchant for wasting time while in the same room on facebook. Just watch their nonsensical videos to one another.

See you post-finals!

PROMISE!!!

But any other day of the year would be fine. (FIONZ QUOTE OF THE WHENEVER)

2008-10-21T00:49:00.003-04:00

Fiona

NOTE TO SELF: Never get pregnant so the due dates of my children are November 1st or July 21st.

fiona's quote of yesterday.

2008-10-18T00:51:00.002-04:00

i greatly apologize for being minutes late on posting it.

Fiona

There's a splinter in my butt.

Kerry

How did you manage that?

Fiona

From the wood. (pause) There's wood in my butt.

Fiona proceeds to pull wood out of her butt

We have PDSD- post DEBATE stress dissorder

2008-10-17T18:34:00.003-04:00

This past week, the honchos worked at the final presidential debate. It was the best, most intense week of our lives, and had a great time.

The honchos would like to thank Seth Meyers for encouraging Hofstra's football team to perform better. The football team that gets more money every year than we spent on the entire debate. The football team that this year has a 3-3 record. The best we've ever had. The football team who's games the honchos have only attended one game of because they're so miserable. The football team that...that...I've got nothing, they never win.

Thank you, Mr. Meyers.

Fiona's QOTD/W/WIFLP

2008-10-13T01:49:00.006-04:00

Fiona

(while attempting to move milk crates a far distance away)

I'm just going to bundt them.

Kerry

Bundt, like a cake, or are you going to punt them like a football kicker?

FIONA'S QUOTE OF THE day/week/whenever i gosh darn feel like updating.

2008-10-07T03:57:00.003-04:00

"OH, GOOD. I'm a mutant."

time stamp: 3:57am. while researching for her poli sci paper on the presidential nominees.

the first image that appears when you do a google image search for "mutant":

Therefore, that is what Fiona looks like. According to her.

2008-10-07T03:07:00.004-04:00

push me.

thanks.

2008-10-07T03:03:00.002-04:00

...and then smack in to a skyscraper. because life sucks and there is no way of changing that.

2008-09-24T02:07:00.006-04:00

JUST KIDDING ABOUT THE LAST POST!!! (actually, not really, i'll probably still do it anyway)

but, while Fiona and I were google-ing ourselves this evening for funsies, we came across this:

http://sugarpillows.diaryland.com/older.html

Yes, it's Fiona's blog/online diary from 2003-2005. I highly suggest you read it. It is so choice. And I promise it will keep you entertained for DAYS.

the most exciting thing that came up while google-ing my name: namesdatabase.com telling me I should connect with Nicole. because we have the same last name. wow, google. you're a genius.

My Dairy-Addicted Roommate's Quote of the Day.

2008-09-24T01:53:00.004-04:00

I've decided to start a new string of posts on the Honcho Bit. Called "Fiona's Quote of the Day".

Basically, I (Kerry) will pick the best, most hilarious, stupid, or embarrassing quote Fiona says every day (or most days, lets be real, I'm not good at this posting on a regular basis).

Today's quote(s) is(are):

"There, I sent it. Because I need to grow a pair. I need to grow back a pair of boobs. I misss themmmm."

and

"How can you only choose one quote a day?"

p.s.- many days, there will probably be more than one quote. she does say very amusing things.

Can I Ask You A Secret?

2008-09-17T01:08:00.002-04:00

Is your tv broke? Because that's the only excuse we're accepting for missing the above skit.

Last Saturday the simply stunning Bobby Moynihan began his tenure at Saturday Night Live... It's gonna be a good run. We just hope he won't forget the little people (actually, he can forget everyone else but us).

Oh and, HOW CAN YOU NOT SMELL THAT PEPPAH?!?!?!

But Rickyyyyy, I want to be in the show!!!

2008-09-05T10:40:00.002-04:00

BACKGROUND INFO: As many of you may or may not know, the honchos go to Hofstra University, a large university at the beginning of long island, one of the most disgusting place I've ever spent any amount of time in. In attempts to make Hofstra more appealing to new students, we are hosting the third presidential debate. Yes, this is an incredible opportunity, and everyone is excited. HOWEVER, just today I read an article from last weeks Times that informed me that to host the debate, hofstra is paying $1.25 million just to get them to come here. That's 1.25 million in addition to the money it took to re-paint our dorms (which I LOVE, btdubbs), in addition to completely re-do the freshman Netherlands food area (if you haven't already seen it, I suggest you go take a look. I delivered something for work there this morning, and was blown away, it's nicer than Bits. ab.surd.) SOOOO, in order to bribe the debate to be here, Hofstra had to make more money somehow. Considering we already pay an arm and a leg for actual classes and rooms (which they increased the price of this year), they also increased the price of food, and screwed us over on meal plans. Hofstra's meal plan is based on real money, every semester, you get say 1,065 (what I had last year) and that's how much money you have to spend on food. Any amount left over at the end of the year, Hofstra keeps. Well, this year, many options were removed from the meal plans. The plans that I have gotten for the last 2 years have been removed, forcing me to choose between a meal plan of 690 dollars and 1,395.

FUNNY STORY: So, our way of saying, shove it hofstra, was to get the smaller meal plan and begin cooking our own food. Now, being as someone in life hates me, I don't get out of class on Tuesday and Thursday until 8, slightly past the time I would like to eat dinner. Tuesday was the first day of my schedule being this way, and when I tiredly arrived back at the Lazy Cougar Lounge, I arrived to Fiona standing in the doorway screaming "RIIICKYYY, Dinnnner's ready!"
in a stereo-typical spanish accent. Now, as if this were not random enough, I walked into our room, to see that Fiona "has spent the past hour and a half running up and down stairs, " as Meaghan Davison, neighbor to the Lazy Cougar Lounge commented, "It DOES smell delicious."
Which, it did. As Fiona gnawed on the end of an ear of corn, she showed me into the room to show me that she had cooked us whole wheat pasta, steamed broccoli, and corn on the cob. It was the most delicious college meal I've ever had, despite the crazy want-to-be-spanish-man creeping in my room.

Thank you, Shawn Johnson!

2008-09-02T00:49:00.005-04:00

Time: 12:49 am

Day 2 Living in the Lazy Cougar Lounge.

Well, the honches are back together, living in the lovely Lazy Cougar Lounge once again. This year however, when we arrived, our rooms were re-painted a light blue that made us both very excited about the room. Who knew what paint could do for us. In addition to new paint, we both were also given lofting beds, so that we can easily store a lot of our belongings under our beds, making our room more spacious for interpretive dance parties. With this new space, absurdity ensued, obviously. We realized after a few hours of living in the new and improved lounge that our beds were slightly higher than we realized, making it slightly complicated for us to get onto our beds without jumping, or using otto or ottoman as a stepping stool to get to our luxurious places of rest. Tonight, however, we began to fix the problem. We decided that it would be most convenient and obviously the most practical idea to get a vault.

To begin preparations for our new piece of furniture, we decided that at 12:30 am, morning before our first day of classes, a good practice for our vault would be to start with our arms in the air, chests out, like gymnasts, run across our 13 X 12 foot room to right in front of our bed, and jump onto them. Unfortunately, the lack of the actual vault did not improve the bed height situation, and just resulted in us flailing onto our 6-feet-off-the-ground beds. We are currently working on flips and rotations onto our bed, similar to the one Shawn is doing above. It's a work in progress, especially because Fiona's starting position arms looked like those of a praying mantis.

Catch ya on the flip side,

The Honchos.

The Sky is Falling.

2008-08-19T13:36:00.003-04:00

Have you ever wondered what it's like to be stuck in an avalanche? Well I can wonder no further. My parents decided that 2 weeks before I leave for school was the absolute best time to redo our rickety old roof. The hacking and gagging has been going on since sunrise. And approximately every 3 minutes the noise of gravel going down a plastic chute, and men collapsing onto the roof as they tear off particularly stubborn tar shingles finally reaches a peak where I am convinced the roof is indeed going to cave in and indeed I am indeed going to die a slow and painful death. But then I'm proved wrong. Which is nice.

More Procrastination.

2008-08-05T03:47:00.003-04:00

In 24 hours I'll be about halfway through my flight to New York. EEEEEEEEK!

Needless to say, I haven't started packing for this excursion. This is particularly stupid of me since I'm supposed to be bringing hella clothes for the school year along with my del close junk. I know I'm being an idiot, and yet I continue to spend my time doing other things. Like taking pictures on photobooth of myself with my new faux-raybans.

I would publish the whole lot of them, but then who really needs to see that far into the depths of my inner psyche?

I've also been dancing around my room and bathroom for the past 2 hours, trying to burn off the lovehandles that have accumulated over the past two weeks thanks to my 2 philz mochas-with-extra-cream-a-day-along-with-no-elliptical habit I've developed. REALLY BAD. I lamented about having 2 mochas during my day off to my coworker and my boss stopped trying to fix the coffee grinder he was banging, folded over, and said "WOW, you really ARE addicted," and laughed really manically for about a minute straight. I didn't appreciate this for two reasons. 1. He should totally appreciate the excess business I give him, 2. It made me wonder how he doesn't have the same addiction. Like SERIOUSLY. I'm around this stuff all the time, and yet I cannot get enough. I told him to shut up and he finally stopped cackling, and said he really appreciated it. Then I said I didn't, because he and his father were getting me fat and that I was going to go through withdrawls once I left for school. Then he asked me for the fifteenth time when I was leaving and I walked away.

I've also been browsing "Times Queer," the non-short story, but not-quite-a-novel (so says the paper that came with it) that Kerry and Nance sent me. The tamest sentence in the book thus far: "I passed the Bryant movie house where Joey was probably sucking cock." Thanks girls! I'm really enjoying it. Sarcasm. Sense it. Ok, there is one really great part in Mykola Dementiuk's novella (memoir?). A stock photo from the movie Josie and the Pussycats. No rhyme or reason to its publication, it's just there.

what have we always said is the most important thing?...breakfast?..no, family.

2008-07-31T22:07:00.002-04:00

Seeing that there are 31 days until the honchos are happily united in the lazy cougar lounge, I have started to prepare by packing. In order to start packing, I had to actually do some minor cleaning to find the small things that are actually necessary to bring back to the dreaded Hofstra University. Among the things I found (and then threw into the, "Absolutely Need To Bring To School" Pile) was a journal from the end of my sophomore year...four years ago. I thought it would be a fun blast from the pst. And fun, it certainly was. I've decided to post a few of my favorite excerpts from this long lost journal.

1. THINGS TO DO AND WHEN TO DO IT

1. Algebra homework

2. Read for English

3. SCRUBS.

2. (in health class) So we're learning about OCD in health right now, and I keep laughing. It's funny. Like Michael J. Fox on scrubs. WHICH IS ON TONIGHT.

Well, thank fully my taste in television shows haven't changed at all. Then I found this:

INSIDE JOKES FROM THE BAND TRIP

1. Larissa: Stop Gyrating on my side of the bed.

2. Nancy: Guys, turn down the music! I'm trying to listen to myself!

3. Batmobile

4. Staceyee

5. 69 disease.

I don't remember any of this or why it was funny. Wow. More to come as I keep reading.

ps- if you were on the band trip with me, and you remember what any of these inside jokes were, please let me know. i won't be able to sleep until i understand them.

Top 5 Events to occur on this date in history.

2008-07-27T01:11:00.004-04:00

5. 1990: Belerus establishes its independence from the Soviet Union.

4. 1974: The House of Representatives votes to recommend impeachment of President Nixon.

3. 1928: Scientists at the University of Toronto announce their discovery of insulin.

2. 1940: Bugs Bunny is introduced in the animated short, "The Wild Hare."

1. 1988: Kerry "Dirty Pollack" Szydlowski is born.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HONCH!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Skinny

2008-07-26T01:55:00.004-04:00

Ok, anyone who says Dance Workout with Barbie isn't a good workout is clearly delusional. I discovered (ok, rediscovered, I totally used to rent it when I was little) this jem of video in the $1 vhs section of Amoeba (however, I got it for 75 cents as they were having a buy 3 get the 4th free sale. My other purchases: Sixteen Candles, Whatever It Takes and Legally Blonde). Why it hadn't already been snatched up, I'll never figure out. Calories were being scorched when I plugged this tape in. I'm not sure which dance routine is my favorite. I'm torn between the Bunny Flop and the Broadway Barbie. Beside the routine, the video features a remarkable, exceptionally ahead of its time CGI-dancing barbie. AND a kickin' soundtrack. Only flaw: Kimberly, the chick in the white unitard with hot pink hearts on the left and to the back. She had absolutely no rhythm during the freestyle section, and was hella slow during the stretching section; bitch totally threw me off during cool down mode. NOT COOL (pun not intended, but totally applies). It's no wonder she's not featured on the box.

Little Known Fact

2008-07-04T15:44:00.001-04:00

Shirts with sequins cows wearing leotards and carrying the letter M do exist...

Work attire? I think so...

Here's your post... COMIN' ATCHA.

2008-07-01T00:58:00.005-04:00

Dearest Meaghan,

I think for both Kerry and Myself when I say we are DEEPLY sorry for the drop-off in postings. I'll now try to entertain you in the space below and above. Aren't those pictures neat?

My boss when someone accidentally spills coffee beans on the floor. *In heavy arabic accent. "OHHHHHHH, you spill my beans, you spill my blood."

About his new blend (made with beans first ingested by cat, then pooped out. yeah i tried it before he told me this). "It's like cognac. It's better than cognac. Do you like cognac Fiona?"

Sarah and I today (imitating the natalie portman snl jamba juice skit). I had 7 turkish coffee yesterday, you wanna know what happened? I murdered a man. And I liked it. I had sixteen mochas? I climbed to the top of COIT TOWER.
Customer.... um... can I have decaf?

I'm pretty sure these Philz Quotes are only funny to those of us that work at Philz... or not. We shall see. But you wanted an entry.

Just Another Szydlowski Dinner Conversation

2008-06-19T19:32:00.001-04:00

Ben (age 13): while lifting up his shirt sleeve KER! C'mon! Look at these muscles!

Kerry: Ben, there are those muscles.

Ben: Dad! Feel my arm! My muscles are so hard!

Dad: That's not hard at all, Ben.

Ben: That's what she said.

Mom: That's SO not okay.

Note: I'm currently blasting Jonas Borthers and obnoxiously singing along.

i'd just like you all to know

2008-06-18T04:17:00.002-04:00

i own several mary-kate and ashley video games.
and plan to play one of them tomorrow.

i am also considering purchasing one of their "films," winning london. i loved that movie SO much when i was 12. ok 15.

NANCYface is BIRTHDAYface.

2008-06-16T14:09:00.002-04:00

HaPpY BirthDAY hONCHO!!!

Um... excuse me Kerr...

2008-06-05T22:23:00.001-04:00

You of ALL people should know that it's...

American Dreamz. That's dreams.... with a. Z.

My Brother Turns 13.

2008-06-05T16:00:00.005-04:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEN!!

Today, my little brother turned 13, and so begins my decent into being shorter than him, actually having a higher voice than him, and allowing him to borrow my PG-13 movies.

Once my brother got home, he demanded that he raid my DVD collection to get ready for our PG-13 movie-fest. This is what he found:

1. Dude, Where's My Car?

2. About A Boy

3. Pirates of the Carribean: 2

4. Oceans 12

5. Mission: Impossible- 2

6. A Knight's Tale

7. Hot Rod

8. Mean Girls

9. Batman Begins

10. Bend it Like Beckham

11. Notting Hill

12. Moulin Rouge

13. The Notebook

14. American Dreams

15. Across the Universe

16. Romeo & Juliet (yes, the Leonardo DiCaprio one)

17. 10 Things I Hate About You

He set the first ten aside, slightly disappointed, then when he realized that he had seen all but Dude, Where's My Car and About A Boy, he realized 13 isn't all it's cracked up to be. When he asked if we could "Watch Dude, Where's My Car? without mom and dad, cause that would just be awkward", I agreed, feeling bad that out of my DVD collection of 47* movies, he only hadn't seen 2 that were appropriate for his age. Another disappointed 13 year old.

This sadness that my brother felt was nothing compared to my realization that more than 3/4 of my movie collection is made up of children's films where the main character can communicate to their best friend, who happens to be an animal (usually a tiger, monkey, or fish), or is a movie that contains some adult material such as adult themes, adult activity, hard language, intense or persistent violence, sexually-oriented nudity, drug abuse or other elements. (22 rated R, 25 rated PG or G)

Who doesn't love nude, cursing, heorin addicted, physically abusive cartoon monkeys.

Honcho K out.

*not including TV shows on DVD.

All so the yuppies can get their coffee.

2008-06-04T23:49:00.010-04:00

Me with my riedel of 2002 chateau sauverain cabernet.

It is 8:49 pm. The sun hasn't even set... And I'm going to bed.

With a glass of wine of course. My mom said it would help me "mellow," and "chilllllll out." Hippie.

To be fair, I have work tomorrow morning at 6:30 am. Which means I should be up by 5:45 am. That's earlier than most of my friends on the opposite coast will be up... And I have an appointment with my trainer in the afternoon. But still.

* To the honchos, besties, and anyone else who might be missing me... you can pretend that I'm drowning my sorrows over missing you in that giant glass of wine, if you want. (I mean... I guess I am?)

When we live with our real families...

2008-06-03T22:25:00.002-04:00

Sadly, it's the summer, time for a rough, 3 long months without Fiona and I living together. While we're apart though, we have our separate, incredibly hilarious families (the apple doesn't fall far from the tree). To celebrate (?) my family, I'm going to share a few moments with you that have made me remember why I love my family.

1. During dinner on a week night on my front porch. My mom noticed that the carpenter bees we get every sumer are back.

Mom: See, Jer. They're right there.

Dad: Yeah, I'll spray it after dinner.

Ben: What?

Mom: The Carpenter bees.

Ben: Where?

Mom: In the corner, right there.

Ben: Where?

Mom: See that thing flying around over there in the corner? It's one of the carpenter bees.

Ben: What? Where?

Dad: Right there, Ben!

Ben: Ohhh....so, do carpenter bees like, make wood?

Me: Benj, what do you think trees are for?

2. My brother is in 7th grade, and has started his sex-ed middle school health class. Apparently in the class, they have a "Question Box" in case any of the kids have questions they are too embarrassed to ask themselves. He shared the question of the day with us.

Ben: So, we read a question from the question box today.

Mom: Yeah, what was it?

Ben: Well, it's a little awkward of a question...

Me: Ooh! Ben! What was the question? Tell us!

Mom: You don't have to embarrassed.

Ben: Well, it's just awkward...

Me: Benj, just tell us...

Ben: Fine...the question was...'Does sex hurt?'

Me: (imitating a 12 year old) Hehehehehehe Does sex hurrrt?! hehehe. He said S-E-X! hehehe.

Mom: Sometimes.

3. It's my brother's birthday on Thursday, so my mom came down stairs with his presents to wrap them, while watching The Sopranos. (DISCLAIMER: my mom wants me to let everyone know that "We don't always talk that way, and say that we were discussing Sex in the City.")

Mom: Look. I found this present that we were going to give him for Christmas, but we must have forgotten.

Me: What? What is it?

Dad: A penis?

And that is my family. I miss VP 1101, anyway.

You know it won't be funny if you say the ending....NO, it's still funny.

2008-05-21T00:39:00.015-04:00

So it's Fionz here, reporting from "Stupid California." I already completely miss my honchos and bffles and besties, and every other type of friend a girl can have. But life must go on. And what better to help me readjust to San Francisco living than a hearty helping of Quickly, Philz Coffee, Pancho Villa carne asada burritos, and of course, my dad's over-cooked bacon.

I believe it was the massive amounts of caffeine and meat fat that drove me to reveal my deepest darkest secret to our readers. I have a massive addiction to TERRIBLE, TERRIBLE teen rom-com "novels." I really shouldn't be ashamed... I mean there is nothing wrong with reading a book entitled "Major Crush," about a girl who becomes co-drum major with this guy she totally hates. But then she realizes that her hatred is just misconstrued sexual tension. Or "Love Undercover," about a girl who falls for the guy that her CIA father has taken in from the witness protection program.

I also have a thing for teen-targeted drug addiction novels. Most notably, those that are written in poetry form about crystal meth addiction.

And then there are those times where I sometimes find myself reading slightly smutty novels about women who get unwillingly stranded with their worst enemies in places like Alaska (or their own bedrooms).

So reading these various genre novels (while eating more bacon and burritos and drinking more Quicklies and Philz coffees) is what I'll be doing this summer while I miss my various hierarchy of friens.

*Please excuse any awkwardly worded sentences or clauses, I'm writing this post while watching "Over Her Dead Body," which is actually funny despite Eva Longoria's involvement.

GOZM. bitch you don't know my life.

2008-05-19T18:08:00.008-04:00

Every year around this time comes the most depressing day. Fiona's departure to the stupid west coast with their stupid rice-a-roni, stupid trolley cars, stupid BART system, and stupid Ghiradelli. Stupid. I brought Fionz to the train today with her 63.2 pound bag, along with her 43.7 pound bag, her backpack, computer bag, and MASH from earlier in the day which we had not completed (She will marry Andy Samberg in a white wedding dress in Napa Valley, and will honeymoon in the Galapagos. They will live in a San Francisco mansion along with their 4 children. Fiona will be a SNL performer, making 43 cents a year while Andy is a taxi driver. They will drive a male truck and will own a vacation home in Chile.). I waved and made a heart at her as the train slowly moved in the wrong direction, then started moving full speed towards New York. Tear. MISS YOU HONCH FIONZZZ (btdubbs, I just sent her 4 facebook bumper stickers to show how much I miss her. Nothing says it like a fb bumper sticker) !

On a happier note, this weekend was legendary. For the first time in Honcho history, a new Honcho was initiated to the Honchos. Eleanna has officially been named a Honcho. It started one day several weeks ago, while Fiona and I were...probably watching 10 Things I Hate About You, and we agreed that it may be time. About a week later, we received a phone call

from our other Main Honcho, Nancy (because when Nancy calls, it's usually to talk to both of us), who suggested that it may be time to make Eleanna an a-fish Honcho. It became a fish that she was going to be initiated with a slightly intoxicated phone call to let her know of this exciting news. It was an insanely tough, painful initiation, but thankfully Eleanna got through it with flying colors! (you may recognize Eleanna from her guest blog "Paging Dr. Beakman..." on March 12) CONGRATULATIONS ELEANNA!!! WE LOVE YOUUU!

Eleanna, the newest Honcho

Picture courtesy of Dan Miranda

Now that Fiona's gone, and the Fiona's Last Day celebrations and Eleanna's initiation is over, I must begin to organize the vomiting abyss that is my room (most likely while watching 10 Things I Hate About You). Here's a look into my life:

my abyss of a room

The worst ending possible to a Honch-tastic weekend. It's the mogz.

Honcho K out.

The Completion of Finals Week

2008-05-15T13:09:00.027-04:00

Dear Our Adoring Fans,
The Honchos would like to take a moment to apologize to all of our avid readers for the lack of recent postage on the Honcho Bit. As many of you know, it has been Final's week, and the few weeks preparing for finals have been spent studying hard and sadly forced us to not post any blogs. Due to the thousands, no, millions of complaints that we received to our e-mail account (ourlifeisatvshow@gmail.com), about our non-existent posts we have decided to give you, our incredibly dedicated audience, an outstanding blog post. This is no ordinary blog post. The Honchos feel that we need to give you an extra special post in order to win back your hearts. The following post will hopefully allow you to forgive us, and will give you an insight to all of the hard work we have been partaking in.
So, here you have it, the first ever Honcho Bit Photo-Blog.
Enjoy! And please forgive us.

Love,
The Honchos.

First, we studied our vocabulary and grammar.

We spent a lot of time and hard work on our fine arts. These were done in sharpie.

We studied hard for our logic final.
(yeah, it's demanding!)

We studied for our fashion design final by trying
out new trends at a fine establishment. This one got raving reviews. (Thanks for modeling, Bobby!)

We studied very hard for our health/fitness final.

Then we spent several hours in the middle of the night studying hands-on for our interior design final by re-arranging our room.
(1 week before we moved out).

Then, just in case this massive amount of studying didn't help, we practiced model poses to woo our professors into giving us good grades.

As a precautionary move, we thought it would be a good idea to have a back up plan, in case we fail our finals and fail out of school.

Our first back up plan is turning our life into a T.V. show. So we shot the pilot.
(it's hella fumazing!)

If that doesn't work out, we will have to resort to mastering our escape acts and become the next (female, duo) Houdini.

After a long few weeks of studying, we decided to reward ourselves by doing a few lines with Hofstra's mascots, Kate and Willie. It was the perfect ending to a crazy finals week.

HAVE A GREAT SUMMER EVERYONE. MAKE SURE YOU KEEP READING THE HONCHO BIT ALL THROUGH THE SUMMER, WHILE WE MAKE YOU LAUGH YOUR SOCKS OFF FROM DIFFERENT PARTS OF THE COUNTRY! (love you honch)

LOVE,
THE HONCHOS (Crazy Town and SMPTE)

BLASPHEMY!!!

2008-05-14T14:57:00.007-04:00

Someone once said that as humans, we enjoy laughing at other people's misfortunes. It may have been one of us honchos. But no matter what, people being embarrassed is beyond hilarious and always makes others laugh. . Having a "medium" sized photo posted on a blog that you don't read is extremely embarrassing. So here you go. Laugh at Steve. The man who doesn't read our blog. SILLY GOOSE.

STEVE.

WOw

2008-05-13T18:09:00.002-04:00

If you haven't already done so, go buy one of these immediately:

http://www.shamwow.com

Kerry and I have at least 10.

She's on her way to being hilarious.

2008-04-16T10:34:00.004-04:00

Fiona is naturally a hilarious, entertaining human being. This past Saturday, she had her first ever improv show at the Upright Citizens Brigade Theatre, upon completing her level 101 class. She was amazing. She's getting funnier and funnier every day...not that she wasn't funny before, she's just improving her skill.

Congratulations, Nona!

The classes have obviously been working!

Fionz telling her first monologue ever at UCB.

More to come when she's famous.

meaghan finally has some form of entertainment in her life.

2008-04-09T02:00:00.001-04:00

8 entries in 1 night. our hits better skyrocket!

glad we could keep you entertained. and i suggest going out to rent how to deal. defo a feel-good movie.

Yes. Captain America is dead. R.I.P.

2008-04-09T01:43:00.002-04:00

damn straight you were macon on some bacon.

or are you just friends? i mean, i'm really very confused about your whole situation, because he's somehow there, and not there at the same time. hmm. curious.

yeah, while you were stuck with your apostrophe, i was having a serious question mark.

this movie is absurd. i wonder if anyone's ever done a written commentary. like we are apparently doing now. the only thing really keeping this movie together is the high grandma. i couldn't laugh harder at it.

love's a bitch.

Is it just me, or is he the spitting image of Abraham Lincoln? Yes, he is my future husband.

2008-04-09T01:30:00.004-04:00

"Macon was there when I got out of the hospital, Macon was there when I got back to school. Macon wasn't there, Macon wasn't there."

He was probably off macon some bacon. For me. Because we're lovers. And everyone knows I love bacon. And 90s grunge boys. Hello, Clueless. Speaking of commas, I had a apostrophe last night.
I'm just gonna let this pityriasis rosea overtake my life and make it into a humorous life story a la wwcgd.

ANYWAY. Let's stop these vague allusions. The boy. Actually, the man that Kerry is going to marry is none other than Mr. John Mayer. I know this for a fact, because I pictured it in my head. And when I picture things in my head, they usually happen eventually. Unless they're completely ridiculous and impossible. Like when I pictured myself at a sanrio character's funeral at my house. Obviously me attending Spottie Dottie's funeral is very unlikely. And even if I did, I don't think her memorial would be held at my house. It's way too small for the amount of guests. Also, can cartoon characters die?

oooh the possibilities.

2008-04-09T01:19:00.002-04:00

hrm. so many people that could be. and i was not meaning that this was specifically from the 90's, i was just saying he was doing the whole 90's grunge look. he just forgot the 90's were over. Macon (mandy moore's love interest's name...and yes, bacon with an "M") clearly was stuck in a comma for several years, and got out right before filming this movie, that HEY! is currently playing a john mayer song. not myself. i noticed it within 2.5 seconds. brownie points to this movie.

and yes, this movie already had normal points because mandy moore is in it.

also, once fiona posted the last entry, she looked at me from her bed (next-ish to mine) and said "It's your turn!" just as she did when we went through our scrabuous phase. We've moved on. We used to have nights were we would play scrabble online. While in the same room. apparently we've moved on to blog entries. while watching movies about girls getting hurt.

let's get some things straight

2008-04-09T01:16:00.002-04:00

Ok, How to Deal is from 2003. NOT the 90s. K thanks.

And clearly you're not going to be old and alone. I just said I pictured you with your 30-something lover. I'm pretty sure his last name starts with an M and has a Y in it somewhere.

now mandy moore is making out with a cute 90's grunge boy under a...waterfall?...damn?...im not quite sure...

2008-04-09T01:12:00.003-04:00

do not think that you had any effect whatsoever on my panties.

-name it.

thank you for the compliment. i just hope i don't end up old and alone.

ok whoa

2008-04-09T01:08:00.001-04:00

So first off, I said I could see you and your loverface old and wrinkly, him more than you for obvious reasons.

And second off, all I meant was that obviously you would live to be old enough to hang out with your grandchildren, I'd think that's a compliment to your lifestyle choices.

GEEZ. Don't get your panties in a bunch.

im not sure how to respond...

2008-04-09T01:03:00.002-04:00

So, in this movie, the grandmother is sitting in the bathroom, smoking pot.

Fiona told me that that's how I'm going to be when I'm old. Then told me she could see me wrinkly. REALLY?

just to make it worse, she said she could see my grandkids. NOT my kids, but my grandkids.

creeeeeep.

and um...thanks?

no, it sounds as happy as bunnies hopping in a field of dasies!

2008-04-09T00:22:00.003-04:00

It's tuesday night/actually early wednesday morning, and like any normal night, Fiona and I want to watch a movie. Once Fiona removed the 10 Things I Hate About You disk from the dvd player, (because yes, I was watching it...again...), she asked me if we could watch How to Deal with Mandy Moore, a favorite. Once I admitted to not remembering what it was about, I got this response...

"OOh, no, will it be too depressing?...It's about this girl who has guy problems, and like, can't trust guys. hahaha. oh. Then her friend dies. And her friend finds out she's pregnant. Well, like, he dies of a heart attack.... but yeah, she can't trust guys...." and she then proceeds to put the disk in.

I'm excited about watching this movie, don't get me wrong, honch, but your description of the movie was wonderful...i mean:

"If you can't laugh at yourself, life's gonna seem a whole lot longer then you'd like." - bonus points if you can name that movie.

Her-story

2008-04-07T10:26:00.002-04:00

Today is a day to be honored and remembered by all. On this day in 1926, Mussolini's Irish wife broke her crazy husband's nose.

YOU GO GIRL!

Smpte and Rashface are BA-ACK!

2008-04-07T02:19:00.004-04:00

So the honchos have been back at school for a while now... And while we totally love our readers, and hated to leave them stranded for so long, we've just been completely preoccupied. Kerry with practicals and Fiona with pityriasis rosea (sounds yummy, right? vom.). And partying at the Tempest... But only for a night! (or 2 or 3...). In any case, we're deeply sorry and it will never happen again (or it will, but let's worry about that later).

Now to the fun stuff. We've jointly decided on a few shared addictions, and would like to share our vices with the rest of the nation.

1. Matzah.
- Wow. I mean, this all-purpose snack truly goes with anything: peanut butter, fluff, turkey, guacamole, chocolate, coriander chutney, and our personal favorite, cream cheese.

2. Cafe Grumpy mochas.
- When you find yourself plotting ways of explaining why you're ordering multiple beverages and you're all alone...you have a problem. We have a problem.

3. Pashminas.
- 3 for 10 is already a pretty irresistible draw in any marketplace, so when we saw this promise printed on a sign affixed to a Pashmina booth, you can see why we kind of flipped (to out it lightly). We are now proudly sharing custody of a leopard print pashmina, a purple-paisely print pashmina and a totally fumazing BLUE leopard print pashmina.

4. ZOMG and all of its permutations along with a few others.
- We can safely assure you that the following words pepper at least 87% of our daily rhetoric: zomg, zomgski, the mogz, omzg, vom, vile, stab you in the face, i'm distressed.

5. Double feature DVD sets.
- Whoever came up with idea to put Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Drive Me Crazy together and sell them for $5.50 should probably just accept my marriage proposal right now. Other fabulous combos include: Chasing Liberty/What a Girl Wants, Raise Your Voice/How to Deal, French Kiss/One Fine Day/Never Been Kissed(Sandy got this last one, but I may have to purchase as well). Also, just DVDs in general have never been son appealing.... Our newest additions include Enchanted, Batman Begins, American Beauty, Clue, Clueless, 10 things I Hate About You, A Knight's Tale, Bobby and the SNL: Best of Gilda Radner.

6. Laser Cats 3-D.
- Hi, a freaking baby pug shooting lasers out of its eyes. There is absolutely nothing cuter in this world.

tetris. maybe.

2008-03-28T16:01:00.001-04:00

"guys, ohmigod, can you just give me a line?" - fiona

my response: "crack much?"

raja is not a pillow.

2008-03-26T23:47:00.002-04:00

i love living with fiona. she is the worlds best, most entertaining roommate ever.

if you really thought a badger would beat an aligator, i feel bad for you. fiona knows better than that.

she is the only one in our room who can sing. because i cannot.

our beefeater poster just fell.

non- can we get an enchanted poster? kthanks.

LOOOOVE YOU HONCHHH.

Mongolian Beef

2008-03-18T21:00:00.004-04:00

So we have some major beef with those bastard mongolians. H-where do they get off attacking our homeland? On March 18, 1241 those crazy neanderthals decided to "ravage" Kraków, Poland. I'm gonna guess that they did this because our wise and noble polish ancestors wouldn't conform to wearing creepy dildo hats.

On another note,

Happy 59th Birthday Åse Maria Kleveland! The woman is a Swedish-Norwegian singer-politician. Awesome.

Sorry, Caesar!

2008-03-15T14:28:00.003-04:00

It was exactly 1,964 years ago today that Julius Caesar was betrayed (stabbed to death) by his main honcho, Marcus Junius Brutus (or Decimus Junius Brutus, not sure which is the Brutus).

What have we learned from this unfortunate incident? Main honchos should never try to run dictatorships of imperial city-states.

one of the best 2 minute 56 second chunks of my life.

2008-03-15T01:08:00.002-04:00

http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid1454928835/bctid1456328523

watch it.

An Apology

2008-03-12T21:36:00.004-04:00

The Honcho Bit would like to extend an official apology to both its loyal readers and a slighted bestie. Earlier today, The Honcho Bit wrongly attributed a guest posting entitled "best holiday ever," to one Miss Eleanna when in fact it was none other than the Ultimate Honch, Thizz Face (?), NKH, Puggleface, Fartbubble, Nance, Nancy (she's the one on the right).

Also, this article shattered our entire universe:
http://www.philly.com/philly/news/16579966.html

Men have been total d-bags since prehistoric times? Wow.

excuse me

2008-03-12T18:39:00.002-04:00

i would just like to say that a DIFFERENT bffle slash honcho slash besty slash BEST FRIEND FOREVER posted the second one.

So, you'd be like, my booty butt?

2008-03-12T17:12:00.003-04:00

The honchos would like to thank one of their bffles, Eleanna, for scribing the last 2 posts. We greatly enjoyed her guest blog, and hopefully our abiding fans also did.
Eleanna, you are welcome back to guest blog anytime.

if anyone is interested in guest-blogging, we would be more than enthusiastic to read an application, or conduct an interview with you. Feel free to email the honchos at ourlifeisatvshow@gmail.com with any requests or questions.

best holiday ever

2008-03-12T14:00:00.001-04:00

HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY MAURITIUS!!!

on this date in 1968, Mauritius FINALLY gained independence from Great Britain!

HAPPY 40th ANNIVERSARY, INDEPENDENT PEOPLE OF MAURITIUS!!!!!!

Paging Dr. Beakman...

2008-03-12T13:49:00.000-04:00

So, after an intensive application process (you need 3 professional recs, really?) and some intense debating (apparently I’m only allowed to say “zomg” once…), The Honchos agreed to let me guest-blog! Things have been going pretty slowly lately, but here’s the latest suite dish:

Mmkay, so midterms have been making their presence known of late, which sort of sucks. Mainly, though, it has resulted in insanity ensuing 24/7 due to hardcore sleep deprivation. It reached an all-time low tonight, when Joanna started yelling “boobs”, Iris started doing yoga on our linoleum floor, and Nancy continued to listen to music and pretend this wasn’t happening all around her. Right. I contributed to the melee by spouting random neuropsych terms I learned the night before my exam. Basically, the scene was as follows:

Joanna: Oh my god, what if you could shoot your boob out like a bazooka?!
Me: … it doesn’t divide… sorta like your cerebral hemispheres in HOLOPROSENCEPHALY!!!...ganglia…
Iris: …and this is serene mountain goat pose…
Nancy: So, I just named my iPod Cooper…after Anderson Cooper (and Marissa Cooper)!
Joanna: HAHA, GANGLIAAA

We seriously need to get on that whole “sleep” bandwagon…

HoJo and I also realized today that people walking outside can see us when we are being creepy/dancing insanely in our room. This has resulted in us returning the favor and watching random passersby engage in hilarity. Most notably, when people slip while trying to run in the snow. Really? Do you really think you can outwit snow? ‘Cuz you can’t…end of story.

In other news…outrage of the day: they raised the price of a bag of M&M’s from our building’s vending machine from 75 cents to 90 cents…Hoj is visibly upset…

zomg – SOMEBODY, PUNCH NANCY IN THE BOOB!!!

I also cannot get over how incredible Roger Federer is…

I better go, Hoj is threatening to bludgeon one of her professors to death…

xoxoxoxoxox
Eleanna

Project Nightlife

2008-03-12T02:21:00.002-04:00

RULE #1 OF PROJECT NIGHTLIFE IS WE NEVER TALK ABOUT PROJECT NIGHTLIFE (around others).

project nightlife initiated...

Well done, Sir.

2008-03-12T02:07:00.002-04:00

The honchos would like to thank one of their bffles, Meaghan, for scribing the last post. We greatly enjoyed her guest blog, and hopefully our abiding fans also did.
Meaghan, you are welcome back to guest blog anytime.

if anyone is interested in guest-blogging, we would be more than enthusiastic to read an application, or conduct an interview with you. Feel free to email the honchos at ourlifeisatvshow@gmail.com with any requests or questions.

Blogga Please

2008-03-11T23:13:00.002-04:00

So, The Honchos have very graciously agreed to a guest blogger. It's my job to share the details of the evening the with world of Honcho blog readers.

Here's the recap:

Kerry told Fiona the reason her clothes smelled is because she doesn't use dryer sheets.
A discussion of Fiona's bathroom habits was had
Fiona missed a call from Acid Face, which she refused to return while we were in the room. She quickly retreated, whereupon we (Kerry, Sandy, and myself) ran from the room after her. We ran into a hall resident, who told us, "She went up the stairs." Upon hearing this, Kerry bolted down the stairs and I ran up. Sandy ran to the other side of the hall in pursuit of Fiona. Kerry and I were then on the 13th floor, looking around for Fiona, who was still on the lam. After pausing on the 13th floor, Kerry and I decided it would be best to grab Sandy and run into the room, ultimately locking Fiona out. We all sprinted to the room, only to find Fiona sitting on the bed, calling Acid Face.

Apparently she took the elevator from the 13th floor to the 11th. Who's the lazy one? Yep, Bang Face.

Speaking of which, Fiona is eating Matzah and cream cheese. We made a special trip for the cream cheese. The rest of us bought ice cream, Fiona bought cream cheese.

This is why the Honchos have a blog:

Fiona: "You can't keep threatening me"
Kerry: Are you looking at yourself right now?
F: Exactly who's holding the knife right now?
K: Covered in cream cheese.
F: It'll make it more painful.
K: Or gooey.
F: Well, painful.
K: Meaghan is writing all of this down right now. We should have someone do this all the time.

Now, the room is silent with a bit of tension, but not really. Kerry just told Fiona it's funny to watch her "lather it". Fiona replied, she's just sharpening the knife.

And on that note, I'll be going

-Meaghan

P.S. Fiona's new nickname is Crazy Eyes.

P.P.S. Kerry asked me to do the mean typing face thing to Fiona. Fiona is staring me down in the process. Kerry informed me I needed a headwhip, so I turned to the side, creating a very awkward body angle in which I almost dropped my computer. Everyone thought it was funny- sadists.

P.P.P.S. Fiona is dropping cream cheese covered matzah all over herself, to which Kerry said, it's getting all over you. Sandy said, it's in your boobs. Kerry said, What would Acid Face say if he saw you like this? Me: He'd probably want to lick her. Kerry: No, he wouldn't he's dead because Fiona didn't answer his call, so he killed himself. Fiona made sad face.

Scene.

2008-03-11T16:09:00.001-04:00

HAPPY 77TH BIRTHDAY KEITH RUPERT MURDOCH!!!!

AKA RUPERT MURDOCH!!!!!

2008-03-11T02:05:00.001-04:00

Happy Belated Birthday, Barbara Millicent Roberts aka Barbie!!!!

Living with matzah and strep

2008-03-10T14:21:00.004-04:00

post the weekend alone in my house in jerz, with my lard-faced dog, zero copies of hot rod, a visit to my pediatricion's office (where i was at least 5 times as old as anyone else in the office) strep throat, and an everything bagel with cream cheese from bagel chateau, the ultimate honcho reunion ensued.

sunday in our world, means one thing. asssscat. it is a ritual that we cannot even imagine living with out (just the thought of it is almost as bad as my past weekend with out the breezie). i showed up late, to avoid standing in the cold, already being sick. when i did arrive, however, i was surprised by the others in line, including eleanna, anikka, jacob, dan, and his 2 friends, elizabeth and becky. (shout outs!)

so, once we got our tickets, jamba, chipoodle and starbs, we made our way to gristedies to keep warm for the few minutes we had before getting back in line. we walked into gristedies, and there it was, standing in front of us, a tower, taller than all of us (except maybe dan), a mecca of un-yeasted bread. it was a tower of matzah. yes, it was boxed, and yes, there were four different kinds. the best part was, one was only able to purchase a five-pound box. no less.

and so we did.

because it was super necessary. 5 pounds of matzah. yeah.

so once we saw asssscat, had them notice and discuss our obnoxiously large box of fake jew-bread, we got back to school, and hit up the 24 hour "store" to purchase an array of things to eat the matzah with. initially there was the obvious, peanut butter. we got chunky, but we realized the flat, dryness of the matzah and the saltyness of the peanut butter just made us feel like dogs who, well, just ate a spoon full of peanut butter. not the best. so, then we moved on to try slices of mozzarella cheese. delightful, but not too exciting. next was cream cheese. nona found it uncontrollably delicious while i found it good, probably one of my faves, but fiona defo enjoyed it more. then, the last thing we bought/tried on our matzah was fluff. as in the non-nutter part of fluffer-nutter sandwiches. surprisingly delicious on matzah. actually, not so surprisingly. def my favorite, but also the most disgusting and least healthy of the selection. we then realized that out next netflix cue had arrived, and put on disk one of season two of arrested development. and made matzah fluffer-nutter sandwiches. at 2 30 am. and so is our life.

it's good to be back.

missed you honchhhhh!

love, sickey-face.

But who will listen to the distressed voice?

2008-03-07T12:14:00.004-05:00

ZOMG.

Look, I get that dogs aren't self-sufficient, but neither am I.

Kerry's home for the weekend to take care of Max, her charming, overgrown puppy. I suppose I shouldn't be the one to feel snubbed. She's the one who was asked to come home and take care of the family pet while the rest of the family enjoys a snowy ski weekend. No, I still feel snubbed. It's been ten minutes since Kerry left. The longest in my life. Now I'm stuck in a room with only ONE copy of 10 Things I hate About You to keep me company (we both purchased copies last week. from the same place. and had them sent to the same address). I mean, however will I survive without someone constantly saying "Sorry, I wasn't listening," and "Uhhhhh, why would you do that?" I guess I'll just have to go put in Hot Rod and play it on constant repeat. With commentary, of course.

MISS YOU, HONCHO!

Fionz aka Nona aka Fiona

Simba pillow < Pillow Penguins

2008-03-07T00:31:00.002-05:00

Kerry is a very disturbed and angry soul. Sometimes Fiona cannot put up with her salacious and upsetting comments. When this happens, the Pillow Penguins come out.

End.

Of.

Story.

Movie Night

2008-03-07T00:27:00.003-05:00

movie nights in our room with Sandy and Meaghan make me pee my pants. And, yes, I mean that literally. First off, when Fiona becomes upset about one of us making fun of her, she refuses to speak to us, and will only communicate to us through her penguin covered pillow, which she affectionately calls "Pillow Penguins". Here is one of the best Pillow Penguin moments.*

Fiona-I can't help how my face ends up.

Sandy- That's what she said

Fiona- I can delete this if I don't like it.

*for the record, Meaghan has never received pillow penguins.

Fiona has just decided to also write an entry, lets see what she has to say, while i give her Simba Pillow.

-kerry

Meow.

2008-03-05T00:00:00.003-05:00

when we graduate, we're getting lots of dogs*. here are some potential names:

**1. a bagel named Dr. Dinosaur

**2. a dachshund named Professor Technicolor

**3. a welsh terrier named Alfred Pennyworth

4. kerry blue terrier named Georgia (f) Chandler (m)

5. a chow-chow named Feroshacotura

6. a chocolate lab named Chocolate Bear

7. a Welsh Corgi named Nameless Slob

**8. a Puggle named Aurora

9. a Tibetan Spaniel named Jason Mantzoukas (who we will loose and step on accidentally)

*fiona is allergic to dogs, oh well.

** we will actually own these dogs with these names. the rest are just for funsies.

Death Threat

2008-03-03T11:37:00.002-05:00

The first humorous moment of this blog occurred only minutes before the idea of this blog was thought up. I'm feeling that for now, it should be kept simple, and maybe just quotes of our hilarity and as we continue, perhaps we will advance to stories.

3/3/08 Approximately 3:45 am

Kerry: Well, I'd stab you in the face.

Fiona: So you'd slice my eyeballs then stab me in the face?

Kerry: Yes (laughing).

Fiona: Wow, that was really menacing. I just pictured that in my head.

Kerry: I did too. And I pictured that you were sleeping when I did it.

- the honchos.

edit:

3/5/08 1:00 am

Kerry: I know, who does that? Who pictures doing that? And I did. I pictured myself standing over you, in our dark room, while your were passed out.

The Pilot

2008-03-03T11:03:00.000-05:00

As roommates in Vander Poel Room 1101, it came to our attention that the lives of Kerry Szydlowski and Fiona Wozniak are absolutely hilarious. Even more so when we are together.

3 am on a Sunday night before my 9 am Monday morning class, we sat with our legs wrapped around opposite sides of a trash can, trimming Fiona's freshly-cut bangs; causing her bangs to not look bad, but become shorter and less rounded than desired. Basically, I should continue to go to school for television production, and never become a professional hairdresser. It wouldn't work out. I should have known, seeing as I have "trimmed" my own bangs several times in the past, only resulting in "oops, they're too short" as a response.As the night progressed (and by progressed, I mean we actually turned out the light, got into bed, and chattered like two twelve year-olds at a sleepover) we decided that since our live is unfortunately not a TV show, we should create a blog with daily (or whenever we feel like it) updates on our lives and the hilarity contained inside of them. And if we can bring a little joy into your hum-drum lives, it makes us feel as though our hard work ain't been in vain for nothin' (name the movie).And so, the birth of The Honcho Bit. 2 hommies. 1 blog.
enjoy.

-kerry.