The evening started with a special showing of Work/610 Sickfilm, a 21 minute film of people entering a completely white space and vomiting.
--from Aesthetica magazineís blog
MENU ITEMS FROM HELL
Braised Enterovirus in Clay Pot Human Pickles
--menu items, China
For once, I was the one who was late. Three times I had to stop because of tree trimming. Then I got stuck on Rt 74, the most one-laniest no-passingest road ever, behind a tow truck with 2 SUVs. As soon as I passed it (on the only place you safely can for 20 miles), a state cop was behind me. And when I got there, she wasn't. Her car was, but where was Jess? On the other side of the parking lot, checking out a map. I said "Happy Feral Cat Day!" with a 16-pound bag of Purina One in my arms. "How long will this last you, a week?" She said "Yes." We were both impressed by how much Putnam has changed since we were last there--what, only 4 months ago? When the economy tanked thanks to the housing bubble 6 years ago (THANKS OBAM--I mean, DUBYA), every time we went, another business had closed. It was amazing how many had opened since the Spring. A new antiques store had opened, as organized as a hoarder's house. Nothing says "WELCOME!" like a bunch of employees loitering by the door smoking. Tables of dirty old bottles and VHS tapes. Nothing was priced, which is always a red flag. "Oh, you're interested in buying that? Now it's going to cost more!" Jess found a Creepy Doll and a ceramic cat. The girl said "Most things aren't priced, because we haven't figured out what's collectable yet!" That's not a flag, that's a flare gun. She checked the price by taking a picture and emailing it to her boss. Because "He needs to see if it's collectable or not!" 10 minutes later, still no price. "Tell your boss he needs to get on the ball!" said Jess, and we left. When we came in, she asked "How long have you been open?" after we'd threaded ourselves around blocked tables of unpriced, random crap. The girl said "Three--" and I thought "..days?" No, "Three MONTHS." Maybe before you open, you should figure out what things cost. The comics shop has been there for a long time, but we made maybe our second visit. She started looking at the old issues bin at Sandman comics, with a slightly baffled look. "My Mom collects these," she said. I said "Those probably aren't the ones she wants." Meaning she was looking at Kirby, not Gaiman. There was a replacement for the book store. More of a book kiosk, and used, but I bought a CD. Jess groaned when she saw one of daughter's college textbooks there, for a fraction of what she'd paid. New stores galore! But not relevant to our interests, so we went to our old haunts. One was a cluttered mess. And if I complain about clutter and mess...! I almost bought a zeppelin model. But, ten bucks, I'll pass. At The Big Place, I saw what I guess was this time's theme: Slim Jim mugs. Minutes later, she pointed at a print of the Last Supper and said "Look! It's Jesus, eating a Slim Jim!" At the brew pub for lunch, I had a Nut-Meg Ale (did not contain nutmeg; CT is the Nutmeg State) which was good, and an Oktoberfest, which was meh. She filled me in on the latest with her daughter's romance with a guy her husband calls "Mensa", and does so with great irony, and I told her about Kev & Meg's latest adventures. She showed me her purchases. A 1980 Empire Strikes Back Sketchbook that I found, as an Xmas gift to her husband. I didn't know that taun-tauns originally looked less like camel-llamas than like big-beaked emus. Yoda looked like an old hippie. "Bogart that joint, you should not!" She bought a ceramic black cat with one painted eye missing. "He's winking," I said, "just like Kill Kill does to me. I ask her, 'Are you flirting with me?'" Some ugly dolls, because: Jess. I said "This doll isn't that creepy by your standards." She said "Look at her head! And the way she holds her arms. I'm going to cut her head off and have her hold it in her hands." Okay, I think we can go with "creepy enough for Jess" then. She also bought a bag of plastic toddler dolls, one of which came with a huge hat. Like some kind of Pilgrim hat. I took it off, and it had hair above some tiara thing, but it was the ultimate buzz cut. It looked like it was undergoing brain surgery. At my suggestion, she's going to paint it so it looks like exposed brains. As for me, I found 4 CDs I wanted to buy, but 3 of them were so damaged that they looked unplayable. One clearly had coffee spilled on it. I got a fridge magnet that says "I MADE IT ACROSS THE ROYAL GORGE ON THE AERIAL TRAM," because my collection of fridge magnets is oddly short of aerial tram magnets. I only get the interesting ones now, as I'm running out of fridge. It was in its original 1970s packaging, and Jess found that the company was still in business. I didn't get a Hanna-Barbera superhero comic from 1969, even though it had the Herculoids. Space Ghost, sure, but "BIIIIIIRD MAAAAN!"? Also, The Mighty Mightor, the caveman hero who was the least imaginatively named superhero since The Fucking Fuckhead. Hey, they were cavemen. They didn't have a lot of names. I took some photos, but they came out terrible. The camera claims to have an "Image Stabilizer", but it seems to add shaking hands to every pic. Yes, this is the best pic of 3 I took:
Cloves, Opium, Extract of Cannabis. Make sure what you're looking for before you give Grandma some cloves. Jess said "This has to be in my house!" But it was full of cleaning supplies, so I guess NFS. I also took shots of a 70s stereo, with "STEREO-MATIC FUTURISTIC SOUND", and "POOPS The Ultimate Bathroom Sport", which was a guy sitting on a toilet with his pants around his knees throwing a basketball, because it was just a hoop you hung by the toilet. You wouldn't need this if you just ate some fiber. But I did get this:
Because like I'm gonna pass up on a "Smoking Monkey with Magic Cigarettes". On the back: "AND THE MONKEY WILL SMOKE BLOWING RINGS LIKE A MAN." Yeah, toy designer, when you're designing toys, maybe lay off the Magic Cigarettes. Also, that one CD I bought? I own it already.
YEAH, THATíS RIGHT, GIL BOB SHAKESPEARE
Game show host Eamonn Holmes:Whatís the name of the playwright commonly known by the initials G.B.S.? Contestant: William Shakespeare.
I forgot to mention: yesterday, I twice passed a church with a sign that read "JESUS LOVES ASHFORD JOHN 3:16". I did not know that there was a clear reference in the New Testament to a Connecticut suburb. Well, what else has the guy had to do for the last 2000 years? Just obsess on CT towns and appear on tacos. "JESUS CHRIST!" (playing the XBox) "Yah, Dad?" "When are you going to go out and look for a job?!" "GOD, God! Like who's hiring messiahs right now? NO-BOD-Y." "The Jews have been looking to fill a position for millennia!" (picks up some food, eats) "Sorry, Dad, I can't hear you over this delicious PORK CHOP. Ooh, wait, is this shrimp cocktail?! NOM NOM." "MEDAMMIT! Do you want to move in with Lucifer?! Wait till your mother hears about this!" "Mom? How old was she when you magic-banged her, like 13? And Uncle Satan, your drinking buddy? He seems cool." "JESUS CHRIST, Jesus Christ! You'll not take that tone with me! It's time you got a job and moved out! You're 2,014 years old!" "OKAY, I'm doing it, I'm doing it NOW, OKAY!?" NEXT DAY: "Welcome to the Ashford Cumberland Farms. I love it here! Would you like infinite fishwiches with that?"
The latest in the "Dear Kitten" series from Friskies. The ad part is very, very brief. Also: dogs are dumb.
ANSWERS, ACCURATE BUT ASININE
Attorney: Have you seen this list before? Witness: Yes, Iíve seen something that looks kind of like it. I didnít read it through, or whatever. Attorney: How was that list put together, do you know? Witness: Stapled.
--definitions used in business from various memos in the U.S. and Australia
GENDER-CONFUSION PROBLEMS, GAME SHOWS AND
The Weakest Link host Anne Robinson: Which country-and-western singerís biography is called Man in Black? Contestant: Dolly Parton?
Woman ahead of me in line today, to the cashier: "I have to go to the optometrist to get new eyedrops, because I'm pregnant and my doctor says I have to be careful what I put in my body. Pack of Marlboro Box, please."
Also, AGAIN, my site has been hacked by some fucking foreign clothing store. For a change, NOT the Swedish coat factory, but a Chinese maker of Uggs. Anybody use a host that's not ReadyHosting? If it happens once, it's bullshit. When it's happening several times a year, it's "fuck you, we got your money already" utter incompetence.
WE BET LADIESí NIGHT IS SOMETHING HERE . . .
SEXUAL HARASSMENT CORPORATION
--club name, Japan
...Or, um, I could just re-upload my Thoughtviper index page again. Yeah, that worked.
WHEN THEY BECOME TEENS, THOUGH, YOUíVE GOT TO GET A BIGGER POT
SMALL POTTED BABY Spider Plants $.50 each
--from the Beloit (Wisconsin) Daily News
We have a donation box outside the store, like the Goodwill boxes you may have seen (they're very large and made of metal). They take bags of clothes and shoes and give your out-of-style workshirts and Nikes that aren't trendy enough anymore to people in the Third World. Someone left a bunch of boxes in front of the bin. I'm sure that people in impoverished countries really appreciate a blender and a half-dozen old lampshades. They can wear them on their heads after they make margaritas!
I went to dinner at Mom's. Chicken Parmesan, twice-baked mashed potatoes, apple crisp with Ben & Jerry's, all home made ("Except the ice cream," said Mom). And for beer: Unibroue La Fin du Monde, because MY MOM IS MORE AWESOME THAN YOURS LIKE TEN TIMES MORE. She said "Tell your friend Jess that's what I do now that I'm retired!" Retired at 81, and what she did was bogging. Not blogging, going to a Cape Cod cranberry bog. (Oh, the things you people miss by not being New Englanders!) Dinner was interrupted by a phone call. "I need to talk" said one of her old (and I mean old) friends, about a "meeting." She sighed and said, "It's probably about our friend, who's 87, and has lung cancer. Right after getting treated for breast cancer." We talked for another 20 minutes, then the doorbell rang. For the meeting. So we wrapped things up, and she left me with wrapped-up leftovers, several day's worth. She offered to help me bring it out, and I said "You're going out to the meeting anyway." She said, "I have to freshen up first!" Octogenarian women judge each other on their looks? I already only cement my hair on workdays, and alternate between the same 2 pairs of pants every day, because I don't care. And I'm 26 years younger. Until Fashion-Sense Jess says "Bill...You need new pants," that's what I'll keep doing.
WE DONíT PIG
DRESS SLOPPILY FOR JIVE NO RECEPTION.
--sign outside hotel in Guangzhou, China
BOREDOM, GAMEPLAYING AND
He loves to fight. If he didnít get no pay for it, heíd still want to fight just to relieve the monopoly.
--boxing promoter Chuck Wergels
I was looking at some InExObs today--navel-gazing, for sure, but I wrote 'em, I can do that. And the link that was always busted was busted again. Here it is, just play this over and over in your cubicle until someone threatens to kick you with their boots:
And when they do, say "Cheese, what a grouch!" and then loop this:
The Wisconsin National Anthem. Any song that promises "Yodeling, too!" and it's not meant as a threat... And then spend the rest of the week trying to get those songs out of your head, too. "Sexy little schoolgirls!" "HAIL KINKY BOOTS! Cut off one boot, a second and kinkier one will take its place!" "But look inside first. There may be some cheese!"
EXCUSES TO POLICE OFFICERS, VERY CONVINCING
Sorry, I didnít see the red light or your stopped car. . . . The only mistake I made tonight was drinking Benadryl with 3 glasses of wine, I really think Iím only borderline and not too drunk.
--actor Jeffrey Donovan after he got pulled over in Miami Beach after swerving to avoid a parked cop car
I think I may see The Book of Life over my 2 days off, due to its del Toro pedigree, it's "very fresh" Rotten Tomatoes score (every review lists its amazing look, but predictable story), and, because of this review, in 3D. And the fact that 3D movies are only $9 if I go to the first matinee.
WE KNOW WHATíS ON SOMEONEíS MIND
Super Password announcer (audible only to audience, not contestants): The password is EATS. Comedian Phyllis Diller: Masticates. Contestant: Fornicates.
I finally emailed Kevin to see how things are going in Texas. And actually--not that bad! I'm just going to be lazy and include a big chunk of the email that I sent to Jess. I haven't spoken here about some events, so this may be a bit in media res to you. But if there's anything I've learned about my readership over the last near-two decades, it's that you people are very smart. You'll fill in any blanks.
Here's why Meg suddenly started listing her CT dog training LLC as her new job. He says: "Megan's already gotten a job, actually two, which is great. She just
started teaching a class for one place, who also want her to start
training service dogs in January. She also just got a job with Austin
Dog Zone, doing private training. They supply her clients in exchange
for a cut of the fee." He doesn't have a job, but they're no longer acting as if they're on vacation. He spends all day looking for work, so it's okay that they
do things on the weekend. When I was unemployed 20+ years ago, I
wouldn't let myself do anything fun. Like I was punishing myself.
Which just makes you depressed, and not want to look for work even
more. He currently has 18 applications out. He's used up all of his unemployment benefits, but the new benefit year starts in a month. So he can reapply then, and since his old job said they'd approve it, he should get it. I think it's only 3 months more, but that's better than nothing. BEST news: THEY SOLD THE CONDO! For $30K more than they owe, and it
took only 4 months! Amazing! After what you & Ron went through [side note: They priced their condo at a loss, it took a year to sell, they took a $50K hit on it], I
don't have to tell you what a huge help that is. All that's left is
for him to find a job. But everything's trending the way it should
be--they're 2/3s of the way there already. What a relief, for them and me! There were times that I was really stressed over what could happen to them. To the point that I was so upset, I had to tell myself "Stop thinking about them!" And then, of course, I would anyway.
Doctor Who ads! Once it stops showing ads for the Doctor, it's not showing any more. Although you can hang around for a goofy ad for Activision Atari 2600 Hockey if you want. Because if you like hockey, you only watch it for the fighting.
FUTURE FACTS, FUTURISTIC
Our destiny is ahead of us.
--baseball manager Joe Girardi
Tony McCoy looks between his legs and sees Richard Johnson hard at work.
--racing commentator on TY show At the Races
Hey, Stupidest Things calendar, what's a "TY show"? Does it star Ty Cobb? I think he died before TV shows, so that'd be one slow-moving program. "Ty Cobb, what do you think about this?" (rotting corpse's arm falls off) "There we have it--on this week's 'Ty Cobb's Opinion'."
I saw The Book of Life. It was good, but not great. The 3D was well-used, but there's no reason to see it that way, or even see it in a theater. It did look truly amazing, with weird character design, a really weird plot--two feuding gods of the Afterlife--but they feud using the ol' love triangle story. The movie should've been weirder. It was only weird in safe ways, like a Nightmare Before Christmas Lite. The human characters were rendered as jointed wooden dolls. Since the Gods treated them as puppets, maybe? I did like how the Gods were depicted not as primal forces of Good and Evil, but as angry exes after their bitter divorce. The theology/mythology was convoluted. If you die, you go the Land of the Remembered, where you party all the time. Until everyone alive who remembered you dies, then apparantely you're forgotten and you fade away to ashes...so I guess eventually everyone goes to the cold, grey Land of the Forgotten? And yet, we're shown that you can last a long time as the Remembered when no one should remember you but other corpses? Also, how much does a threat of death matter to a dead person? It does feature Placido Domingo as a bullfighter who wants to be an opera singer, and who fought bulls with an arm replaced by a sword, and a leg replaced by another sword, because "Arms and legs are for cowards!" TY COBB: "Stop stealing my shtick!" (leg falls off)
Diner waitress: "How do you want your coffee?" "Two sugars and a Hitler, please." "We're fresh out of Hitler. Would you like a Mussolini?" "Ugh, those are so fattening! Give me half of one." (to short-order chef): "One sweet, half stays on the lamppost!"
TODAYíS SPECIAL BUY ONE FISH & CHIPS FOR THE PRICE OF TWO AND RECEIVE A SECOND FISH & CHIPS ABSOLUTELY FREE!
--sign outside a food stand at a Celtic fair
Crimeny. Stupid Things! Yesterday, you didn't know how to spell "TV"--which is not that hard to spell, given that it has two letters--and today you just post one done as an obvious joke. An early inspiration for the InExOb was National Lampoon's "This Is True," and even 30 years ago they said "Stop sending us photos of packages of 'Mother Fukker's Nuts'."