Archive for October, 2014

These Boots Are Made For Walkin’ (1966)

Wednesday, October 29th, 2014

OK, Nancy Sinatra had a few connections in the music business – but she wasn’t terrible.  And she sang better than her go-go dancers danced.

Boots Made For

Nancy in Playboy at 54

Can’t Forget Typewriters

Wednesday, October 29th, 2014


Kids, the bottom one is called a typewriter.

RIP Typewriters

Rust In Peace (1995 – 2008)

Wednesday, October 29th, 2014

My Car died about 6-years ago. I now know I didn’t work hard enough on our relationship – but I still miss her. She was a trooper!

Although declared ‘clinically dead’ in early 2008 for not having an alternator,  my ‘95 Eagle Talon still ran about 6-more weeks and gently passed away on Monroe Ave. She was 14.

Against incredible odds – no alternator, driver side door couldn’t be closed, a lifetime of few oil changes and three tune-ups, a hanging muffler, few backup lights, no horn, no heat, stolen once, no radio, seven reported accidents, one dangling front turn light socket, one windshield wiper, loudly-clicking tie rods, and (finally) me adding water – not antifreeze, the Talon happily started every day with only a cheap battery. The end came with a little puff of smoke and what was left of her radiator fluid flowing onto the street.

Ironically, she’d just passed a NYS Inspection after I asked a friend to bring her to his ‘inspector’. The ‘inspector’ passed my Talon in less than 2-minutes. I’m told he only asked one question, “Did you bring the Scotch tape for the sticker?”.

Over the years, some have accused me of auto abuse. But any minor mistreatment of my beauty was benign – sins of omission and emission – never of transmission.

I was quite insulted when the man who towed her away wanted to give me $50.00 for salvage. I wouldn’t take it though – somehow it would have cheapened our relationship. Instead I asked him to give the money to his favorite charity in “her” name.

He assured me he certainly would.

And now I ride the bus.


Riders: Beware of Fats, Brats, & Yaks

Wednesday, October 29th, 2014


I continue to ride the bus and it continues to be a trip.

Most younger riders look like wannabe gangstas and rappers. Sometimes I think I should just call ‘America’s Most Wanted’ and say,”Yup, John – I’ve found ‘em ALL! Every last one of the damn suckers is now on Bus #7 rolling down Monroe Avenue in Rochester, New York.”

If you ever go-by-bus, here are some travel tips I’ve learned:

– the bus ONLY stops at designated stops. If you’re walking between stops and you see the bus, do NOT step into the street and wave your arms. Everyone laughs at you – ESPECIALLY the driver. Some jerks even wave.  Read more here.


Fall In The City

Tuesday, October 28th, 2014

Fall in the city

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Stripper Legend CAROL DODA Busted For DWI

Tuesday, October 28th, 2014
"San Francisco has three great attractions.  The other is a bridge."  SF Chronicle

“San Francisco has three great attractions. The other is a bridge.” SF Chronicle

Last year at this time, Ms. Carol Doda, 76, was arrested by San Francisco police when she smashed her Audi into a parked car and the police smelled alcohol on her breath. In the 1960′s, Doda  danced at the Condor Club and through numerous ‘obscenity,’ ‘outraging public decency,’ and ‘freedom of speech’ lawsuits.  She won almost every one.

What was her talent?  The manager of the silicone-enhanced, 44D busty star said, “Well, with a little help, she can sit up.”

When she retired from the stage, Carolyn Doda formed a rock group named, “Carol Doda and the Lucky Stiffs.”  They opened for  “Nobody Famous,” the legendary SF rock band which included my friend Brad. Brad was the band’s almost-nominated Grammy-award-winning drummer.  He and Carolyn were secretly married in Lake Tahoe, Nevada in 1982.  The marriage was annulled less than a year later.

Brad asked me not mention his marriage in this post.

Carol in Cement

More on Carol Doda

Football’s On

Tuesday, October 28th, 2014


Popcorn: Food’s Recreational Sex

Tuesday, October 28th, 2014


Do deeply religious people eat popcorn?  It seems to go against their principles. Popcorn’s job in life is simple: PLEASURE; hedonistic, mouth-slavering, tastebud-thrilling PLEASURE. Popcorn’s fun!

No one claims your body needs popcorn; it’s not nutritionally-loaded, and any fiber benefits are quickly drowned in fatty butter and mounds of salt.  Many people in Europe skip the salt – and dust it with sugar!  You don’t eat popcorn because you’re hungry – and mothers don’t demand you eat all of it before you get dessert. Society doesn’t accuse it of being empty and superficial – it makes money from it. Popcorn has slipped under the judgmental radar and is accepted just for what it is.

Munching popcorn is one of life’s great moments of small joy with few negative condemnations and no guilt. 

I eat popcorn every day and think you should too.


Popcorn history:

‘Ghostbusters’ (1984) Trailer

Tuesday, October 28th, 2014

Women Ghostbusters (2014):

Fool Should’ve Kept Running

Monday, October 27th, 2014

Along with many football fans, I hate “showboating” in games.  The little-shake-your ass dances in the end zone, chest pounding, and pointing to yourself after a good play are pretty repulsive to us.  So it was a great pleasure to watch Buffalo Bills Sammy Watkins start showboating to the crowd at around the 20-yard line on his way to a touchdown – and get nailed before he made it!  What a dope!

NFL Showboating: