Barry Update

It's getting pretty close to 20 years since I've known my good buddy Barry (pictured, right). He's a pretty funny dude who's never without a funny or embarrassing -- usually embarrassing -- story about himself and flatulence and/or defacation.

I'm no slouch when it comes to such anecdotes -- remember my very first blog entry? -- but I couldn't carry Barry's toilet paper.

There was once a comic who made a joke about how dumb guys thought throwing a dirty shirt in the dryer for 10 minutes right before going out was helpful. "Warm equals clean," he said.

And Barry used logic similarly faulty last night while out watching ACDSHE, an all-girl AC-DC tribute band at a bar in San Francisco.

Barry is never without gas, and he figured since the band's music was so loud, no one could possibly smell what he had brewing. Well, Barry was wrong.