Sounds Like A Winner To Me . . .

Title: Factory Girl (2006)
Rating: R
Rating Reason: Rated R for pervasive drug use, strong sexual content, nudity and language.
Distributor: Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Distribution Co., A Division Of Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Studios Inc.

Although Dave Minehan appears in support of Paul, I find that the horns are by far my favourite part of this vidjo [although I like Paul's broken voice at spots].

I Wasn't There!

But I have been to the Seventh Street Entry, having stood watching a band that I liked very much, but couldn't be bothered to learn anything about.



Syntax, baby!


These guys were quite good.

I Was There

KMOTB

I enjoy this version very much!

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a great dinner!

Extreme Makeover

I stopped by Woodward & Lothrop and got a makeover today.

I'd tell you more, but my wife and the boys and I are late for Mass. I'll try to update later, but we're stopping by my financial advisor's house for coffee afterwards . . .

As always, the album title appears before the music is recorded.





For your listening pleasure, by late summer 2007:


It's Skidsville For Me.

I like two out of three of these fuckers . . .






























photo from Cheap Trick dot com -- Buy Rockford, ya bastards!

why buy the milk when you can fuck the cow?

Mats Reborn

I
found my
original
copy of The
Shit Hits The Fans

[originally purchased at the Music Center in the Oakton Shopping Center]

.


Does anyone need a copy?






Not that I would MAKE a copy . . .







that might piss off these guys!

Being sans telephone sux

Words They Say

It's strange how one or two words can make or break your day.


If you're channel surfing, the two words "Wayne Rogers," seen at the opening of a M*A*S*H episode, is like the whisper of the gods -- it's gonna be a good one. ["McLean Stevenson" has the same effect, but he comes later in the credits]

Or, if you're watching a premium movie channel and an "R" rating is displayed, the word "brief" before "Nudity" can be the worst word you ever seen.


Five measly letters can ruin a whole day

I do dig the Sugar . . .

god help me, i think i'm starting to understand the band Cream.


Not as well as I understand the Rich Kids, but in some way, I do not despise Cream like I once did . . . .

This is the view from our seats. Well, our seats will be directly above these.


By "ours" we mean "mine."


We feel royal today . . .















oNLY 432 dAYS, 8 HOURS, AND UNDER 42 MINUTES UNTIL THE [estimated] Opening Day of the Park!

I'm hoping we get corporate Sponsorship soon; I can't wait to head out to Doc Johnson Park at Anacostia. . .

Drinking My Way Through Life

you know that life is pretty good when you survey your domain, and your eye espies the following collection of open [well, sealed; but opened] leaf teas:

English Breakfast,
Nonsuch [a "single estate" tea, like a single-vineyard wine],
Formosa Oolong,
white tea,
Buckingham Palace Garden Party,
Monk's Blend, and
Blackforest [my personal fave], all from TheEnglishTeaStore.com.

And of course Lapsang Souchong from Taylor's of Harrogate. . .



I opted for English Breakfast Tea.

Had a cuppa espresso [actually, an Americano, as I added a hint of extra "brewed-through" water . . .] first.


What a great life.

Guitar Trio

The Juvenile Buffoon is one lucky motherfucker.

If he were to want to [and I know that I
would want to!!], he could hike out to Gowanus on Saturday night and catch Rhys Chatham's 2007 interpretation of Guitar 3.

Here's what the project Room says about the event:

Saturday, January 27
Rhys Chatham "Guitar Trio All-Stars" with Ernest Brooks III, David Daniell, Kim Gordon, Jonathan Kane, Alan Licht, Robert Longo, Thurston Moore, Lee Ranaldo, Colin Langenus, Byron Westbrook and Adam Wills.
Lichens/Licht
Neptune

8:00 p.m.; $25

I recognize that it might not be a musical event, but it's a culturally significant one.

And I kinda like some of the no-wave shyte, myself. Although Tone doesn't quite get in m'crotch. . .

Crowded House Reunite

The following news article reports that Crowded House have reformed and will be touring under that moniker.

Black Snake Moan Is On Its Way To Theaters

Christina Ricci

Mailing It In

The question is, of course: "will this be one of the good ones?"

From barnes and noble:

The Castle in the Forest by Norman Mailer
Norman Mailer, a two-time Pulitzer Prize-winning author and one of our nation's most treasured literary heavyweights, takes on one of history's most chilling figures in this haunting fictional chronicle of Adolf Hitler's boyhood. Narrated by a mysterious SS figure, the story weaves together a chilling tapestry of unforgettable characters and details including young Adolf from birth, his father and mother, his sisters and brothers, and the intimate details of his childhood and adolescence. With stunning originality, Mailer explores the origins of Hitler's evil and the nature of good and evil in all of us.

Les Speed KnobsC'est Arrive!!!

Vive Lez Americains!

RIP

Ron Carey, a fine character actor:

Update!

Wikipedia provides the following plot summary:

Mr. Bean is heading to the Riviera of the southern coast of France for a holiday. However, his journey eventually transcends into chaos after meeting Romanian film director Emil and his 8-year-old son, Stefan, on a train. They eventually find themselves in a small village where they meet Sabine, a pretty young girl and a film crew, culminating in an unscheduled and chaotic screening of Bean's video diary at the Cannes Film Festival.

The official website can be found HERE!

It's Coming! It's Coming!

I'm so excited I could almost cream . . .

So . . . it looks like the two coloured fellows are going to coach the Super Bowl.


Yeah, yeah . . . I said it lady! You boozed up old witch, whatthahelld'youknow?

(that joke was a killer in 1998 . . .]

I told my girlfriend I wanted a Hummer, but she said "no way!"



I figure the size intimidated her . . .

fucktheNFL,fucktheSuperBowl,andfuckfootball.

New Lancelot Links

misterparker has recommended visits to Sunset Gun and to That Little Roundheaded Boy.

Quick looks reveal insightfulinsights into sites of . . .

oh.


Pop culture examined, dissected, and enjoyed. With brains.

Ozzie Nelson -- a lawyer. He gave up the law because he had too many gigs as a musician -- even though he couldn't read music and couldn't really play an instrument.


A good man.

A Poem, No. 2

The Party


Invite Don Rickles





-- by Loren Goodman

For more on Loren Goodman, you can go
here.

To buy Famous Americans, a collection of his poetry, you can go here.

A Poem

Mrs. Darwin

7 April 1852

Went to the Zoo.
I said to Him -
Something about that Chimpanzee over there reminds me of you.


----- Carol Ann Duffy.


























yanked from Adventures of an Urban Cowgirl

A Noted Economist Speaks:

Investing should be more like watching paint dry or watching grass grow. If you want excitement, take $800 and go to Las Vegas. - Paul Samuelson

Yeah, Sure, Art; Mine's That Big Too . . . !

RIP












proximity to the bank board is, of course, troubling . . .

The Lennon and McCartney of their day . . .

RKO obviously pumped a lot of dough into this one . . .

wELL, iT mUST bE sO

There have been two Democratic Presidents who have won Nobel peace prizes, while only one Republican.



My firm conviction is that one of the two is an idiot -- a dangerous idiot -- and the other was a GWB-like horrorshow.


The GOP guy was Freud's dream, and was the kind of guy I would never like. He did, however, steal Panama fair and square, so he is obviously a Peace-Prize-kinda guy.




Whhat a world. . .

the last time I updated my passport, I needed it to travel with the Jestaplero into deepest, darkest Europe.

it will soon expire.

I am frightened that that time, in which I already felt so old and broken, was so long ago. . . .

New Passport Rules Go Into Effect

Don't forget to travel HERE, to an MSNBC site, that explains the changes in U.S. Passport Rules.


Western hemisphere nations -- we're all falling into line. Gotta have the PassPort to enter US from canada, or mexico. Even if you is American and you is capable of claiming so. . . .

welcome to Don Hair

I see that MASN has signed Don Sutton as analyst for the Nationals broadcasts.

I'll miss Tom Paciorek. But I'm pleased that the rationale offered was not "we didn't like Paciorek," and instead is "we want either a pitcher or catcher as our analyst." That may be a lie, but it helps save face for good ol' Tom. And, strikingly, it might be true -- such an analyst offers a different look and feel.


Sutton -- hated him as a pitcher, but [as featured on this blog before] love him as a Match Game contestant!

Starlets I'd Like To Ball, No. 20

Now that we're friends, and all . . .





















and please, no cards or letters about the word "starlet," please. Please. I know that it's inaccurate.

I just wanted to gift her to everyone. . .

Nattily Attired

for my chick friends who are Nats fans -- these puppies are only $29.97, and comfortable as the dickens . . .





Also, any guys with small feet: have at . . .

The Greatest Bass Player In The World, and a friend. . .

Here she is.








With friend Tom Petersson . .

Effective Use of the Internets . . .

I am a subscriber to a mailing list devoted to beginners’ understanding of the Scottish Gaelic language.



One unintended subscriber, a user of “Rogers.com” [a Canadian Communications giant], seemed to want to halt his receipt of e-mails. I enjoyed his persuasiveness in these successive messages:





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Fuck off ...get me off this bulk email shit.

Never asked for it, never subscribed to it... your all a bunch of wankers.

In fact, the only good Scotsman is a dead one.



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Go stick your bagpipes up your greased up arse hole.

Robbie fucking Burns is a flaming homo, so go fuck your haggis.

Hadrian had the right idea, building a wall to keep you faggots out.



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Scotland is the asshole of the world.



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The word "Scotsman" is a contradiction in terms.

Should be "Scots-no-dicks-man"





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Why do Scotsmen fuck sheep?

Have you seen Scotswomen?



________________



Gaelic is a language for inbred cocksucking, ass reaming, shit stabbing

retards.





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Email me again and I will set fire to that shithole of a country called

Scotland.

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Last one.



Piss off.


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ya know, if ya get a lady, some Astroglide, and a couple'a Hot Wheels, you can get into some pretty wacky shit . . .

Jaded, Just a Few Years Later

Glen Garry, Glen Dressing Room . . .

The Boys "Rock"

debatable, of course . . .

The Boys Prepare to Rock

The teens . . .

Starlets I'd Like to Ball, No. 18

Alison Eastwood

My Recording Career

ooooooh, we were so steamed . . . .!

Starlets I'd Like To Ball, No. 16

jane fonda





























and please, no jokes about "the pinko," please . . . .

Chutney is NOT Merely a Condiment!

a transvestite who hated her wine, and her date.



Good times were [hopefully] had by all, but I heard Chutney Dissed as a mere condiment.



Not so!

I learned a few
new things -- Tomanonymous fears for the CheezyGoof, from whom we have not heard; all the good employees seemed to have moved to the Hilton chain;
Peter Holsapple is a lot taller than C. Stamey;
hookers expect extra to arrive after 2:10 am;
the NYC subway remains grand;
and

Shalini evokes or extracts . . . . emphatic responses from women.

a photo tour follows:







"Book-'Em Danno" and the DeetzMistress . . .






The DeetzMistress with the Jestaplero;

and the Deetz-Mistress, "Book-'Em Danno" Salitt, and Jestaplero.









Mitch Easter, Hangers-On, and Shalini.

















"Book-'Em Danno," L'il Annie, and Panna Muka Tapti . . .




































"Book-'Em Danno," Lupner, and Panna Muka Tapti. . .






















The Crowd Scene

Greatest Cover of All Times?

Absolutely Sweet Marie by Jason and The Nashville Scorchers

You Really Got a Hold On Me by the Beatles

Speak Now (Or Forever Hold Your Peace Piece Peese) by Cheap Trick


??

And I mean real covers, not stolen stuff like My Sweeet Lord.

Well, it's off to New York to celebrate the joy that is the dBs, to throw eggs at Mitch Easter, and to celebrate the birthday of one of the true good guys.

and, since tom prefers the acoustic versions . . . I present:

For TomAnonymous

I missed the Hold Steady on Letterman -- well, "skipped it" might be more accurate.







But tommy loves this song . . .

Well, it looks like being photographed naked while in the armed services is unacceptable.

Apparently, her actions don't meet the Air Force's

core values of integrity, service before self, and excellence in all [they] do,

.

I think that Playboy undoubtedly excels in what it does. I don't even particularly LIKE what it does, but it excels.

And of COURSE airmen aren't in the military to pose nude. Nor are they there to eat, care for their children, or help little old ladies across the street. Nor are they there to listen to Kenny Chesney, nor to watch television, nor to enjoy NFL games.



They are there to kill enemy soldiers, and destroy enemy property. To conquer.