February 27, 2010
Did I already post this? (another for Andrew)
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- KevinQ: I thought for a moment that the article was talking about Keith David. I was concerned. K
- Joel Bernstein: “The police said it looked like he was a good chef. It looked like he had broth and everything...
- Michael Smith: So, she goes out to bingo, wins $50 and comes home to a clean house and meal and she’s...
- Michael Smith: I thought that said “choking chicken.” Disappointment.
- Aaron Winslow: I’m the horse. Everything else is everything else.
- Deron Bauman: Oh, yeah. Poop is the tits.
- Michael Smith: For some reason I don’t find dog poop on the carpet as repulsive as cat urine, anywhere.
- Rick Neece: Poop is better than pee, well, unless it’s loose. I’m sorry to admit I chuckled.
- Joel Bernstein: That’s pretty much when our cats get put to sleep.
- Deron Bauman: Franklin’s been pooping wherever and whenever lately. The other day, I let him in and he promptly...
- Rick Neece: So far as I know, he hasn’t gone on the carpet. It isn’t fuzzy. If he starts, I don’t...
- Rick Neece: We don’t have fuzzy rugs in the bathrooms no more. Some mornings, the tile is cold, but it’s...
- Rick Neece: I generally can’t smell cat-pee, unless it’s freshey in the litterbox when I harvest the...
- Deron Bauman: It’s a start.
- Joel Bernstein: The first of many things, no doubt.
that’s great.
Such joy! So beautiful.
Dig the car.
Loincloths in suburbia!
And I love it that this photo was printed just one month after the one of me staggering along in a party hat.
Loincloths! What a great idea. Maybe we should import that party hat onto my head here.
Coop? I’m totally guessing. A ’54 or ’55 Oldsmobile?
Just now, the thought strikes. Oldsmobile is a funny word. It looks funny (weird) on the page. Calls me to ponder stabile v. mobile ala Calder. A mobile of Olds? It is as if Oldsmobile is gone from the vernacular of recent car talk. Is it? I remember an Aurora in the nineties. My folks once had an early nineties or maybe late eighties Olds 98, after the shrinkage of cars, after the gas crunch of the seventies, the Olds brand shrank then got bigger again. My parents’ car was a tank.
Rick–yes, that word “Oldsmobile.” How did that ever get selected? Reminds me of how GM wondered forever why the Chevy “No Va” didn’t sell too well in Mexico.
Cindy and I had an Olds 98 when we were first married. We lived in a garage apartment behind a house owned by an old lady–Moine, we called her–and when she was suddenly put into an old folks home by her kids, she said from her distant bed that she wanted the car to go to us. It was a ’66, and this was in ’81–and it had 20,000 miles on it. We used it for quite some time and took care of it as best we could, on a limited budget, but it always seemed to be breaking down. I finally sold it to a group of Mexican roofers who came to look at it when I put up a for sale sign. it. I tried to tell them about the varoius things that needed to be replaced and checked–but they just laughed and pushed the money at me and said thank you and piled into it. They hardly seemed interested in getting the title (one of them nodded and thrust it into a jacket pocket), and the thing that most caught and held their attention was the electric windows, which they were all working at a furious rate as they sped off.
What a video you’ve put in my head, Daryl! Hilarious. It should be a scene in a Coen Brothers movie with John Goodman bellowing after them, “Aww, now treat it nice, y’all. It was an old lady’s….” As they smoked the tires, squealing away.