Last month, I wrote about a gas station running out of gas for no apparent reason. This month, gas stations all across Atlanta are out of gas because of Hurricane Katrina. According to the Atlanta Journal Constitution , which is always right, Atlanta will completely run out of gas in ten days. […]

The other day, I read several long winded letters on the topic of fixing GM. However, only three words are required: stop making crap.

A few months ago, in a post entitled Fuck. The. Viper. I complained that Samuel Hubinette would win the Formula D series title in a totally lame Mopar piece of shit. My psychic prediction, like most psychic predictions, turned out to be wrong. Rhys Millen went on to win the drifting title. […]

[This post will offend some people. To those people: go fuck yourselves in the corn hole with a large diameter fire hose - Ed.]
First, a big Propeller Skies shout out to Devon at Pull My Finger for accidentally reminding me I was going to post about women drivers by posting about a […]

Last Saturday, a friend was in town visiting. In her honor, recurring Propeller Skies characters The Dog and The Rabbit hosted a party at their place. Sandra arrived late, as usual, and brought a smokin’ hot friend (SHF) with her. However, SHF asked for water when she was offered a drink; setting […]

I dropped into Octane this afternoon for a tasty espresso drink and to ogle the smokin’ hot red headed steam extraction engineer. While ordering, I was distracted from my primary main objective by the art hung on the coffee house walls. I found the abstract design vaugely familier and noted the composition alluded […]

Friday night I stopped by the worst micro brewery in the country for a brewery tour and tasting. For the clueless, by brewery tour and tasting I mean free craptastic beer. Unfortunately, pretty much every student at Georgia Tech had the same bright idea.
After standing in line for a while, I […]

The other day, I came across an article about mission statements. One sample mission statement, I blog to pick up chicks, stood out. Fortunately, this is not the mission statement of the Prizzo Skeezy. So far, writing Propeller Skies has been about as effective at getting me laid as driving a […]

Last Wednesday, I ate at the Lobster Bar with some of my future co-workers. I knew it was a classy place, but when the bartender asked if I wanted olives or a twist in my Martini, I knew it was a top notch establishment.
After chilling at the bar, we were seated and […]

A big Propeller Skies shout out goes to Envie for the link, even though it did take them a flippin’ year to find the Envie concert reveiw. Prizzo Skeezy readers are strongly encouraged to check out thier next show, because they totally rock.