Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Jim Duncan Makes Local Blogger Look Like A P*ssy


What is it with me and running into local celebrity newscasters here in Richmond?

It happened again. I was "punked" by another local network television big shot, although this time it was more psychological and subtle than when Ric Young and his homies gave me the ice cold stare down.

Here's how it went down: I happen to frequent the same gym as Jim Duncan and usually we're there at the same time (mornings) seeing as how I work nights and I'm assuming his work shifts don't start until later as he is NBC12's Chief Meteorologist.

Now my Richmond readers can probably back me up when I say Jim Duncan (on TV) comes across as a little wisp of a man. One gets the impression that if another flood hits Richmond, Jim Duncan will be down on his knees, hugging his momma and praying that his toupee doesn't get blown away by the winds. (And if that's not a toupee then it's a weird hair contraption of sorts that looks strikingly similar to a toupee.)

Well, I'm here to tell you, don't ever underestimate Jim Duncan, or as my blogging friend Tobacco Ave calls him: JimmyD

Long story short, we were on weight benches next to each other in the gym, and he was tossing some serious plates around. I mean, I'm a big guy (6'4, 195) and I couldn't comprehend where he was getting his power from. He looks like he should be running the local sci-fi comic book convention, not grunting like a pornstar as he lifts 200 pounds over his head. I'm fairly sure he even looked over and winked at me as he was pounding the steel. Meanwhile I'm struggling with something my little sister could have picked up (ed note: I don't have any siblings). I can see why "Jimmy D" is such a respected man in the weather and local news community, and it has nothing to do with predicting the rain.

It should also be noted that his hair was perfect, albeit a bit funny looking, the entire time he was in the gym.

Score: Older, local celeb, manbeast Jim Duncan- 1
Young, virile, cocky shithead, blogger Jack Goes Forth- 0

I'd rather take on Ric Young or even god-forbid I mention his holinesses name: Juan Conde, than have to see Jim Duncan in the gym again.

5 comments:

Jocelyn Testes-Harder said...

It could have been worse. I once saw him beat a man until both he and the man were crying.

Jephy said...

Jim Duncan is our local Chuck Norris. A little known fact is that Jim Duncan is actually suing his own employer, NBC, claiming Law and Order are trademarked names for his left and right legs.

OK OK, that was taken off Chuck Norris facts.

Anonymous said...

I'd like to see a Jimmy D v. JuanmotherfuckingConde in a steel cage death match for local newsman supremacy. For your homosexual readers who apparently support a gay James Bond, we can throw some baby oil in there after its gets boring.

JM

El Sabroso said...

Shoot, you folks can joke all you want. But J.D. saved my hide one night in '03. It was a hot night in Richmond - you know the kind - the sweaty type of night that makes you feel you're inside Charles Durning's mouth. I was bellied up to the smooth zinc bar at Can-Can, seeking relief with a long-stem of chilled rose. Perhaps it was my fringed buckskin jacket, or my greasy long tresses. Who knows...but all of a sudden I was cornered by 2 squat apes in bow ties and seersucker. "Dirty Hippy," one of the brutes challenged. Looking around, I could find no allies. Resignation. I turned to accept their hate. Suddenly, the 2 mooks literally came up off the ground. I looked around behind them and there was Jim Duncan! He'd yanked them up by their collars. He hoisted them both onto the long bar and shoved them hard. They slid down the cold zinc surface and ramped off, right through the plate glass with a tremendous crash and into Cary St. traffic. By a stroke of fate or karma, they were crushed under a loping Day Glo hearse driven by Happy The Artist. I looked back at Jim. Thanks, Weatherman, I nodded. It's meteorologist, pinko jerk, he said evenly, and get a @#$%ing haircut. It'll save you trouble in the future. I nodded back at my glass, about to ask what I could buy him. I looked back and he was gone. I still owe him a drink. So if you all see Jim Duncan, do me a favor and send him over a glass of rose. Say it's from that dirty hippy in Can Can.

Anonymous said...

can you guys help me settle a bet...I had heard that jim duncan has a "ponytail" in the back which he tucks into his shirts/suits while on the air

any truth to this as everyone i seem to tell , calls shenanigans on my story

does JIMD have a ponytail?