Tuesday, November 30, 2010

And That Reminds Me, October-Style

Well, I'm behind in the navel-gazing. Here's what brought y'all here in October:

As usual, about two dozen people searching for my buddy Sirotan. After that?
  • ashera cat
  • canadian dish
  • coco's revenge
  • doris day
  • farley granger hairy - really?
  • goodnight kiwi picture
  • iggy pop wallpaper - Multiple variations of this! Star Wars wallpaper, I wanted that. What kid wants Iggy Pop wallpaper?
  • millie jackson caught up
  • montgomery clift hairy - what is this with the hairy gay stars of the 50s?
  • natalie wood signature
  • natalie wood spanked - pervs
  • plural of hairy
  • slicins
  • thing 1 and 2 pants
  • thing one and thing two pants - Is this a Dr. Seuss thing?
  • what is slicins
  • why is slicins
Why is slicins, indeed?

The best part? Here's the google image result for "Farley Granger hairy."

In Conclusion, here's Miss Della Reese with a song about memory.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Surely, I Thank You For The Memories

Rest in Peace, you Canadian devil. Thanks for brightening up dozens of middle school sleepovers.

If you've got time, enjoy:

If you don't, here's a taste to brighten your morning:

Monday, November 22, 2010

There Oughtta Be An App For This

How can you see this:

And not choose to do this?

Happy Almost Thanksgiving!

Thursday, November 18, 2010

"I've Just Had A Baby In The Ladies' Room"

God Bless the internet for coming up with a Bette Davis blooper reel. If only they had Bonus Content back in the day, folks might not just walk in and out of the theatres.

Oh, and you'll have to click through to youtube to watch. Dang lawyers.

She sure liked to cuss!

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Sticks and Stones and Freud and Poems

I can't stop listening to this song. Not since Wystan Hugh Auden wrote that poem about pooping for his pal Christopher Isherwood, have lyrics about body functions meant so much to me.

In my head when it's not the Barbadian Grace Jones singing, it's a certain curmudgeon friend of mine reading the lyrics off youtube in dramatic fashion, perhaps even with the Hitchcock voice.

God Bless Friendship, and going to the bathroom, and Rihanna.

Monday, November 15, 2010

This Is What Friendship Looks Like

You start with this:

And end with this:

Thanks Kevin.

Friday, November 12, 2010

These Are The Things I Like Right Now

Here's a fun version of what is my, Amber, and Nick's favorite song:

Click here to check out this fun NYT story Tylden emailed me, which combines my favorite topics of SCIENCE and CAT.

And for good luck? Remember Sexy Mona Bower? To quote Elton John, rock me hard, Tony Danza.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Monday, November 8, 2010

Foreigners Sing The Darndest Things

I forgot all about Amanda Lear.

Where was she when we were driving to the outlet malls?

God Bless those Foreigners. Every one.

Friday, November 5, 2010

Joyce: A Guy Like Him

Conversation With The Kid

who's the guy on the glass?
that's joyce.
joyce, that's a girl's name.
that's a name.
well, what's with him?
he watches over me.
he only got one eye.
a guy like him that's all he needs.

- Patti Smith (Early Work: 1970-1979)

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Internals Plural In My Pants

I mean, why did this take us so long to think of?

Remember how you add "In Bed" to every Fortune Cookie pronouncement and it's kinda funny? And how you say "That's What She Said" after every statement with the words "big" or "hard," and it's only so-so funny but you can't stop yourself?

I saw this over the weekend from the funny lady Kelly Oxford:

How genius is that?

Pete's Dragon in my pants

The Man Who Knew Too Much in my pants

The Trouble With Harry in my pants

Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown in my pants

Big Business in my pants

The Jerk
in my pants (hee hee)

Kiss Me Deadly in my pants

The Third Man in my pants

I just can't stop! And that's just the ones I own!

Now you try to top that (in my pants!)

Monday, November 1, 2010

"I hated the soup and felt little for the can"

Shorty finally finished Freedom. He liked it, but it took him forever to read and I get the sense he had some over-identification issues, so despite the beautiful sentences about the Silver Palate cookbook and an evening of Zinfandel, he was glad when it was over.

Not so with Patti Smith's memoir of her friendship with Robert Mapplethorpe, Just Kids, which unlike the Franzen's tome, was nominated for a National Book Award.

Smith touched me when I was a late teen and her musings seem ripped from my adolescent heart (the appropriate time & age for over-identification, it seems), and it's nice to see this carry over to my adulthood. Sentence for sentence, it's a tough call - but my money is on her. This one here is the fave so far.

"I didn't feel for Warhol the way Robert did. His work reflected a culture I wanted to avoid. I hated the soup and felt little for the can. I preferred an artist who transformed his time, not mirrored it."

And yet, I do love those cows.