The Mock Dock

…but after watching this ad of his for Ugg’s, quite possibly one of the most annoying ads EVER, I do. I really really really really really intensely dislike him.

I don’t care if he can throw a football. I don’t care if he’s married to a supermodel. When you have that pretty of a face, and you RUIN IT by growing your hair out and putting some of it into a stubby little pigtail, and THEN you dance in public like some sort of unfortunate misfit from the panty-watching Sixteen Candles boys’ room club, you need to just hang it up.

Day 3 = carbon copy of Day 2, except that today we watched the sunset and ate a really big breakfast.  Otherwise, totally the same day as yesterday.

Oh – and I saw a mockworthy person on the beach!  Total speedo man.  Took pics, but since I can’t load them STILL, you’ll have to wait till Saturday to see them.  Being unable to load pics really blows.

The missing luggage couple?  GOT THEIR LUGGAGE.  So lucky.  Dude got another cab and tooled around the island until he found the original cabbie and got his suitcase back.  Can you believe it?  I was so happy for them.  And this morning, because Mr. Mock and I went to bed last night at like 9pm, we were up around 6.30, and I looked out the window and the missing luggage couple was on the beach with their two little kiddos (one toddler, one brand new baby) and they were watching the sunrise together, and it was SO SWEET.

In other news, my hair still hates it here, but it’s much blonder now.

We got to talk to Mini-Mock on the phone for a brief few minutes – and he said, “Hi Mommy – I want you and daddy to come home now” which I thought was precious until he said to Mr. Mock, “Daddy – can you come home and set up Lightning McQueen for me?” and I realized he couldn’t care less that we’re gone, he’s just really wanting to watch that movie and grandma doesn’t know how to set up the DVD player for him.

I checked out the celebrity gossip a bit, and here’s a quick summary of the crap that’s going on:

1.  Courtney Love lost custody of Frances Bean, who is seventeen, because Courtney Love isn’t fit to properly parent a pet rock, let alone an Actual Human.
2.  Kourtney Kardashian had a baby boy, and named it Mason Dash.  Which totally reminded me of Daisy’s sister telling her about a baby born in the hospital in which she works, and the mother naming it Ta-a.  Only you pronounce it Tadasha.  Because of the dash.  Can you even believe that?  Have I already told you guys that story?  I’ve had a lot of daquiris, so if you’ve already heard that, sorry.
3.  Tom Brady and Gisele had their kid several days ago, a boy, and apparently are far too busy to assign a NAME to their child.  Tom’s been traveling, and says they basically just really haven’t had a chance to give it some good discussion time.  So, you know, there’s some totally fabulous looking nameless kid out there now.

Anyway, that’s all the celebrity nonsense I can muster for today with no photo-uploading capability.  It’s so much more fun to mock them when you can use a picture.

So, we have another busy busy day tomorrow of eating, sleeping, and laying around.  We do actually have plans to do the golf-cart-around-the-island thing sometime this week, but haven’t yet because we’re so EXHAUSTED from how busy we’ve been eating, sleeping and laying around.

More tomorrow, mockdockers!

Tom Brady and Gisele Bundchen are engaged, after he proposed on a private jet, according to TMZ.  The ring, while not referenced in the newsstory, is probably 17 baskillion carats.

As I have said before, I am a “home town” sports fan, basically meaning that I like the Colts and that’s about it. However, with the writer’s strike going on, and not having cable, there was NOTHING on last night on the five stations that come in at my apartment (if you must know, Fox, NBC, ABC, CBS, and MTV Tres). So my husband and I watched a bit of the Orange Bowl. Wow. There was prime mocking territory there people. Who knew? 

My first thing to mock was the gentleman pictured here. I have two comments: where do you find that size shirt? And why don’t they make larger sunglasses and watches for men of this size? He should have worn those clown sunglasses you can buy at the Dollar Store, and borrowed Flava Flav’s clock bling.

Secondly, and most importantly, I heard something hilarious last night. The announcer, who was commenting on the performance of KU’s center/quarterback duo said, and I quote, “he should strap himself to him, and ride him all night.” Without a word, my hubby and I turned to each other and he said “you must mock dock this immediately”, which is why we are married. My only thought is that this sports caster must have had Tom Brady on his mind.