The End

It has been a good run, but I have to put this blog to rest.

My granddaughter Tiffany has been hogging my computer so I can never get on it and when I do I keep getting these terrible messages that pop up asking me to take my shirt off and do other terrible things. It has to be some kind of aweful virus. So I now hate my computer and I'm giving it to my granddaughter.

I talked to Pierre about it and he said that he has fallen in love with another "adoptable city" Cleveland. I told him he was stupid and that was that.

As for Gay4Luke, he said he would always be in love with Luke.

So say goodbye to the oldest blogger in Pittsburgh. I will always be around playing bingo and keeping IC Light in business.

As for Luke, I will always be your biggest supporter. Even though you never sent me a letter or email thanking me for all my support, I will always think that I helped you become who you are today. I will always think of you as my grandson I wish I could have except I got a bunch of jaggoff grand kids.

Love,
Strawberry Way

Mr Shield is a Quiter before Beginning

From Close to Spring Time in Paris

I read that Mr. Shields will not run against the undefeetable Mr. Steelerstahl. I believe that he has seen his future that would be if he did and it would be the realization that he is a failure. I realize the prospect of being told you are a failure by a whole town is a fright so it is easier to fail before you begin and get it over with. I congrat Mr. Sheilds on his wise move. Now may Mr. Steelerstahl move forward like the Steelers and win and make the whole Steelers Nation proud.

Like Big Ben, I must admit that I am doing this with an injury. I have a small cut on my finger so please have pitty for me and see that I am full of bravery!!!

For I Wish to Thank All of Steelers Nation

From the Blacked and Goldened Paris!!!!

I wish to thank every Steeler and Steeler fan for welcoming me into the Steeler Nation. I have been warmed by your black and golden shower of love and adoration.

Through the gray winter times of Paris, I have my heart float to my most adoptable city of Pittsburgh where I beleieve the sun always shines and is always peaking like a smile face from behind the city's lovely hills. In most pictures of Pittsburgh, I see the blue sky and I dream of being there. It might be cold and I have coat on but inside I am warm with good thoughts and good feelings. After your Super Bowl win, Pittsburgh, you are like a woman on the morning after a night of love and passion. You stay in bed. I will bring you breakfast.

We Have Won THE WORLD SUPER BOWL CHAMPIONS!

Hello from Paris...
We have had celebrated here too! It is marvel!
Joy Forever Viva Steeler McBeam!

I live blog these scenes from the streets of Paris after the big game. The city erupted like a pimple of excitement like a mad insane crazy spastic prison ship landing on the island of Lesbos during spring break... Crawzy! MAD! Given it was very early in the morning, my Turkish friends saved some gallons of red wine and woke up the local Leftists and we commenst our celebration Europe-Style. I hope to see pictures of YINZ soon celebrating.

STEEL FOREVER!!!

I Too Wish Too Change My Name But My Mother Would Kill Me

From Pittaris .... that is Pittsburgh mixed with Paris

I heard the news. Mr. Steelerstahl is changing his name to Steelerstahl. This is a most brilliant stroke of genius that shows true insight. I wish to change my name but my mother would dice my skull into cubes. Our last name comes from the 15th century and my mother often screams "I have worked so hard and put up with so much shit for this name, do not forsake it."

So I wish I could change my name to reflect my Steelers Pride. I would be Mr. Pierre McBeam. Pray for me.

Does Not Freedom of Speak Matter

Hello from the glorious Center of the World... Paris!

While I am overly excited by the Steelers and my Turkish friends have become addicts and chant for more wins like they are addicted to the opium like fever that comes from being a citizen of the Steelers Nation!!! But that is another story.

But some news has put a shock into me. I read on line today that Mayor Luke now is embracing Finance Reform like it is new pretty woman.

It is my understanding that in America that giving money is Freedom of Speak. And the Freedom of Speak is so important that the Founding Fathers made it the Number One in the List of Freedoms. What will be next? People will not be able to carry guns everywhere?

I am distressed that the People of Vision of Pittsburgh such as Real Estate Developers and Bill Board owners voices will be stiffled! People of Vision are People too!

If you are poor, you should be very upset with this. It is the People of Vision that have kept Pittsburgh going. If you live in a cold house with broken windows, you should feel lucky because if it were not for People of Vision such as Duquesne Club members, You little man would be living in a cardboard box! Don't you see this?

Mayor, I notice that a true Little Man may try to run against you... Patrick Dowd. He only has $3,000 to his name. You have over $1,000,000!!! He only has .03% of the Freedom of Speak that you have. The people have already spoken so you should take your big shoe and squish him like the little bug that he is.

I'm So Sad:( sort of

from the Northside...

I finally got Tiffany off the computer so I can use it. I went to see what was going on the Burgh O Sphere and what do I find... the Burghreport is gone!!!!!!! Just like Mark DeSantis. GONE!

That site cost me more smashed packs of cigarettes, more spilt beer than I care to remember. I know my little dog Myron is happy I wont be kicking him as much.

I have no idea who the Burger was even though I bet he will be spending all his new free time at the coffee shop in his black turtle neck reading poetry, but I have to say I am actually sad to see him go. As much as I thought it was a den of hate and vice, I still visited it. In fact, it got me started in this blog business because it was so full of hate for our young smart and bright mayor that I had to start this blog. So this is about as much sad as you will get from me because I am a happy person unless I'm mad. So there is your tear. Are you happy?