I was down in New Orleans this weekend for the sugar bowl because my sister cheers for Cincinnati and thought everyone would enjoy to hear as I was wondering down the French Quarter I saw none other than the Space Emperor himself in his Michigan jump suite. I later found out at the game he was named to a team for the charity work he does but I thought I'd share that I saw Zoltan downn in the Big Easy as he grabbed another accomplishment.
Space Emperor on Bourbon Street
You've been wandering down Bourbon street all night haven't you...
This thread sounds like a Dylan song.
I'm still trying to figure out what a Michigan jump suite is. Did the University give him one of those bouncy inflatable moon rooms you see at kid's birthday parties to help simulate his natural environment similar to how a stick or leaf is inserted into a jar to make a frog feel at home?
Will be sorely missed. He even hired a Michigan grad as his agent.
That's the only Michigan grad agent I know of...
... the one that comes right to mind is Tom Brady's agent Steve Dubin.
However, Zoltan signed with Justin Schulman at Athletes First. He's a 1997 Michigan grad and also represents Chad Henne, Adam Kraus, Adrian Arrington, Tim Jamison, and previously represented Amani Toomer and Will Johnson before they departed the league.
Dude, it's too warm in New Orleans for a muffuletta.
a giant eff you for claiming that. it was 18 degrees last night down here.
My sincere condolences. If it makes you feel any better, SF has not exactly been balmy (but then, it never really is). I wish all in N.O. muffuletas, and other appropriate over-garments.
You should have bought him the famous "hand grenade". They say you should never drink more than 3, unfortunately for me I like to push the envelope and had 6. Needless to say I was feeling it pretty much the whole next day until I found another one in my hand later that night. I did however learn from my previous nights mistake and only had 2. They are potent to say the least.
Zoltan does not need your human "alcohol." He gets drunk off space beer and gets laid through the shear power of his awesomeness.
I believe his drink of choice is a pan galactic gargle blaster.
That is swine piss, he prefers brews made only with Uranian barley.
"The best drink in existence is the Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster. The effect of drinking one of these is rather like having your brains smashed out with a slice of lemon, wrapped around a large gold brick. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy will tell you on which planets the best ones are brewed, how much you can expect to pay for one, and which voluntary organizations exist to help you recover afterwards."
Beer > Pat O's Hurricane > Hand Grenade
just too humid! Btw- "muffuletta" is a sandwich (and an oblique reference to Zoltan's love for burritos in that movie he made a month or so back). Cafe Maspero on Decatur in the Quarter used to be the place to go for muffulettas, I imagine that has changed now.....
I heard Tim Tebow spent 10 minutes with Zolton and is now a better person because of it.
Zoltan the Inconceivable...
The police often question him just because they find him interesting.
His blood smells like cologne.
He once had an awkward moment just to see how it feels.
He lives vicariously through himself.
His influence is spreading faster than the universe is expanding.
He is the most interesting man in the world.
(I will cite the Dos Equis series from which this originated...)
That had to be a surprise, how cool.
is that shit like that happens constantly. Michael Stipe is in town recording and ended up talking to him the other day. Mardi Gras ends up being a constant of your story because of all the parties, etc. glad you got your own story during your visit!