Tar & Feather him!

Buster Keaton molasses and feathers
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.

Buster Keaton with molasses and feathers, put on by Stan Hardy of Laurel & Hardy.

In this nation's history, there were calls to "tar and father him", which in the 19th (1800's) they sometimes did. More often, a crowd woutd act on the unwelcome guest and usher the guy out, doing a reverse crowd jump. Too many of these and you'd not be running for anything, the concept is understood.

Old slapstick, '30s. A one-of-a-kind pair. Another comparable pair were Jack Lemon and Walter Mathou. One dying six months after the other.
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Back to tarring and feathering. There is much of congress and senate that would do well with tar and feathers, then run out of town like free-range chickens.

Hezbollah has moved north

Found it!

Dave's would-be logo

Jones soda? I'll just cover the camera with stomach acid, thank you!

What is it? What do you see?

It's the new psychological test.

Variations

This "was" James B., but these are my altered versions

James B., the spy who doesn't hear, "No!" He's never understood that type of protection.

She is wearing skimpy clothes, nearly topless, but his probing hands got stuck.

James B., Halitosis spy.

One cup of this a day

10" x 6", even one, isn't really moderation. I understand two glasses of wine daily, provides you with some valuable anti-oxidants.

She's got a ...

Thanks Jeffy! You do know she could hear you?
Jeffy, "She's got a mustache!" about a young girl at the drive through. Yeah, it's called hormones. Teen years are cruel on everyone.
Unfortunately, I wasn't able to stop him, as he was in the backseat, his uncle -- my friend, was driving. I'm sure we got the "special" Arby sandwiches that day.
[whispered in the back of Arby's] "Hey ... did you throw out those dropped onion rings?
Yeah.
Well, get them for me.
But, I ...
Just get 'em!

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Hey, isn't she the one who ...
was the error that I made, I chewed some shoe leather -- hence my need to replace them. This statement was made apart from the other one. My series of adults-only song lyrics and song titles really place me in a category by myself. No one else would stand close.

from and AMV

in dedication to Duckhunt

included in the beginning is this dedication to Warner Brothers:
"Rabbit season, duck season", and Daffy and the dinosaur.

shoe shopping

I'm not that picky, except being able to walk through hallways and aisles without having to pardon myself through thick traffic . When I use the term "thick", I mean not only too many people, but thick and dense people. There were two thick persons in the way of shoe shopping.

They were non-too smart or gracious -- thick, and wore, probably 42" waist pants; thick! They were loud, and I was happy that when I shop -- I'm mission based, in that I have a plan, goal and I achieve that goal.

The "new shoe" smell will go away with greater use of them. peww!

employment depleted

I did a few marathon job listings readings. Now ... I read the "newest" and find 6 postings per day. If only I trained in medicine; pharmacology or nursing, I would never worry about find a job, but I might not like where I was. Anyway ... it's now simpler to read them. There so many for which I applied and others that have requirements that I don't have. Like an empty gun ... jobsearch engines depleted aren't a good thing.

Compliments of the house

Trash, on curb, bin, or in bags is still trash. The fact that it's free, doesn't magically convert it to something that it isn't. Congratulations, you have new crap! Free with thousands of more ads and shortcuts on your desktop that appear faster than old popups before popup blockers. Aqua Teen Hunger Force did an episode on that. What's old is new again, and AOL takes its subscribers to hell and they welcome it because it's free.

Happy Anniversary to the folks today

My father called today after Mom saw the doctor.  He has okayed the double knee replacement surgery.  It might be another month or so before it happens, but it was joyous news, none the less.

 

Today is their anniversary, so in celebration they are going out to a fancy-schmancy meal somewhere ... I was not given that info.

 

My sister sent me an electronic (e-card, via hallmark) for the folks.  Laptops are great, as I can tote that bad boy around and show them -- hey!  Here's your romance card, c/o my little (but older) sister.

stomach discourteous

I either had Mount St. Helens or jiffy pop popcorn in my gut last night. Stress is surely going to put holes in my stomach. Hagis cheese. I had really bad stomach-aching stress another time, to where I crumpled to the floor in fetal position, at a job a long time ago (will not be named). The doctor gave me tagamet, which helped, but removing stress -- far better than medicine in and of itself.

punctuated with, "Meister Breu"

Shrek & Fionna have a game. I think that warm root beer is, bar-none, the best food for this contest. I do know that some individuals have no such need for specific chemical enhancements to their abilities toeructate. Not steroids, but chemicals helping me would be my sin to this type of game.

+ "Meister Breu" quote from Revenge of the Nerds

Chucky 2

"Hey! You got Chucky 2?"
"Uh, no. You see, it's just in..."
"Well, Eye-on-Video got it!"
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What is a Chucky 2? The above was an exchange about Chucky 2 with an urbanite. Chucky 2, Child's Play 2, was just then in the theater and this fool came in asking for it, pleasantries aside. I remember this because of I-am-bored.com's posting of Chad Vader 2: Day-shift Manager.
I believe the three of us, directed her to go to Eye-On-Video to get the bloody thing if they had it. Ah, I remember having to deal with many urbanites, with whom I would naturally not come into contact. It was like a nature excursion into the rain forests. "Wow! You don't see that every day! Golly, look that that one! This one must be a newer species."

If you haven't ever worked in retail or service in an urban area, you won't have any idea about what I'm typing, but it's real and not imagined.

I experienced live, open diaper changing, child abuse (physical), theft, drug dealers, "pimps", Appalachian peoples, and some persons so urban, that the concept of personal property was beyond their intellect. In reflection, I'd say that the job was enlightening, but I should have opted for the shorter course. I could say that the same for my relationship with who is now my ex. Had I not been at that place, I never would have met her. It wasn't a bad learning course ... just too long and the stupidity of her, rubbed onto me.

I saw Clerks, but won't see Clerks II, despite its relevancy to my previous jobs. I found the Randy character worthy of a slow, hate-crimes dragging death, but it wasn't forthcoming. It was intentionally disturbing and I found it ... well, not really my type of movie. I watched it twice and quote bits here and there, but I cannot recommend it in good conscience.

I therefore won't see Clerks II or any more Chucky movies -- each worse than the last. Gracious ... you'd think that some people would jump ship, but getting into acting in difficult, so you take your lumps with B, C, D, and F movies first. In thinking about it ... Tim Burton should take over directing the Child's Play series, trying to make a run equal with Land Before Time and Friday the 13th. You might not think they are similar, but really ... each one worse than the previous ... only fillers for those incapaable of escaping the stick figure 4 page comic book.