Archive for April, 2012

Body Hobby

Wednesday, April 25th, 2012

The Nifty Fifties

Tuesday, April 24th, 2012

I grew up in the 1950’s. Some say it was the best time in American history.  There was a huge, post WW2 surge in housing, cars, and employment. The US was the undisputed world power.  The average, family could easily survive on one income – the father’s.

Life in America was wonderful – in my memory.  But the more I read about the ‘50’s, the less wonderful it seems.

Conformity was the order of the day. Think of an ocean of gray suits, white shirts, and thin, black ties – going to work or dressing for church.  The only careers for the majority of women were in teaching and nursing.  Many Black people couldn’t vote almost a century after the Civil War.  TV was in black and white and there were no personal computers.

The nation was scared to death of communists, homosexual psychopaths, and polio.  The poor had little help from the government.  Many people got married to make their sex lives respectable and unwed Mothers often had to leave their communities.  The only common recreational drug was alcohol.

Come to think of it – if the ‘50’s were really that good, there’d be no reason to rebel in the ‘60’s.

X-Rayted Exposure

Monday, April 23rd, 2012

Satan Was a Lady – A film by Doris Wishman (1975)

For the most boring ever, 1-minute trailer, go here:

I can’t imagine the movie is a ‘Must See’ choice.

Spring Morning Blech

Monday, April 23rd, 2012

Now, step onto the terrace, turn right, and go back three weeks in time…

Who Wants a Medal? Raise Your Hand

Sunday, April 22nd, 2012

They Should Be Fired For Stupidity

Sunday, April 22nd, 2012

This is Dania, the 24-year old Colombian “escort” who blew the whistle on the Secret Service. After she spent the night with one of the advance men, he offered her $30.  $30!?  Did he really think a professional girlfriend like this goes for $30/night?  Or was he thinking he could just throw her out and there was nothing she could do about it?

A coworker of the guy was even dumber.  He didn’t want to pay his overnight guest because he thought she “just liked him.” Right. Actually this is one of the most pathetic lines hookers hear.

Maybe these sharpies didn’t notice the security cameras in the lobbies or the fact both women had to sign-in at the front desk for identification purposes.

There’s probably no truth to the rumors that their previous advance job was at the Government Accountability Office’s convention in Las Vegas – or, upon being introduced the women said, “it will be a business doing pleasure with you.”

Don’t Ask ME

Sunday, April 22nd, 2012

What could Stephen Hawking, Gypsy Rose Lee, and I possibly have in common? We’re agnostics as in: ‘God?  How the hell would I know?’ Further, I consider myself a militant agnostic: “I don’t know and you don’t either.”

To me, you can’t “know” there’s some superior force in the universe – you can only have faith.  You got that as a gift?  Good for you.

You can’t logically be an atheist and believe “no there’s no God” because our limited minds could never fathom every aspect of the universe.  We can’t even imagine the possible reference points or the different dimensions of infinity. It would be like trying to explain the internet to my cats.

Yassar Arafat, a murderous terrorist, said, “Arguing about religion is like saying, ‘My imaginary friend can beat up your imaginary friend.'”

At any rate, I came across a fascinating web site: ‘Celebrity Atheists’.  It also lists religious celebrities and agnostics like me.  When it comes to religion, agnostics don’t make the ‘sign of the cross’ – we shrug our shoulders.

Oh! Why Did My Parents Name Me Eufrat?

Saturday, April 21st, 2012

If You Get Hit In One, You’re Toast

Saturday, April 21st, 2012

I saw my first “Toaster” car today. I don’t know if it was a Kia or a Scion – but I saw it from the side, it was all white, and it really looked like a toaster gliding down the street.  I almost expected a big electrical cord trailing along behind it.  It was uuugly!

Remember when you were a kid and drew a car?  You probably just drew a box and put two wheels under it, right?  Well someone stole your design and actually produced it.  My friend said they’ve been around for years and was surprised I hadn’t seen one before.  If I had, I would have remembered.

OK, every car doesn’t have to look like a Ferrari – but c’mon!  A more  eye-pleasing design and a few elegant curves wouldn’t kill the damn thing.  Auto pollution isn’t necessarily limited to what we breathe – sometimes it includes what we see.

Vous CAN Have Fries With That!

Friday, April 20th, 2012

Mon Dieu!  France has a dirty little culinary secret: they eat more McDonalds hamburgers than anyone else after the United States. There are 1228 McDonalds (which they call “McDo’s”) in France which is generally recognized as the premiere cuisine capitol of the Western World.

This week, McDonalds France launched McBaguette – the French version of a double Big Mac.  The sandwich has two all-beef patties, lettuce leaves (not like the chopped-up shit we get here,) real Swiss cheese, and thick French mustard on an oven-cooked, crispy crust baguette.  The McBaguette costs 4.50 euros or about $6-US.

The French seem to love it!

It looks delicious! But of course they all do in advertising.  I should know – my first real job after school was working for a large ad agency which had the regional  McDonalds account.  I was actually Ronald McDonald’s manager – but I don’t brag about it often.

See “Nobody Sees Ronald Pee”