Saturday, June 11, 2011

Long John Silvers

Have you seen the commercials for Long John Silvers?

Help me out here, a woman is talking about their good fish and another person ‘slides’ in from the right.

This person is holding a facemask and tosses some confetti in the air, THEN he has this crazy ‘shuffle’ where he slides behind the lady talking about the fish!

If you have seen this commercial...”Do you think the same as me that this guy doing the crazy shuffle has his pantyhose on waaaaay to tight”?

Friday, June 10, 2011

"eHarmony Video Bio "

As I watched, I thought, "She's cute, she has an MBA, and she loves cats. She'll have no trouble getting a date." Then I kept watching. Wow. She really, really, really loves cats. REALLY!

The Big Slide

I went to grade school in a small town in Iowa. I am visiting there right now. When I was in grade school, the best piece of playground equipment was simply the Big Slide. It had two ladders to the top and looked down on the roof of the school. I think you had to be in second grade before you were allowed to go on the Big Slide.

A few years ago, they built a new grade school. Of all the things that I was sad would be lost, the Big Slide was at the top of the list. But then I got here today and what did I see in the new school's playground? THE BIG SLIDE! They disassembled it and moved it to the new school and gave it a nice fresh coat of paint. Here it is in its restored glory.

The community was really behind this from what I hear. I found out they even made Big Slide t-shirts to raise money for moving and restoring it. I found out too late, but they still sell them. A friend offered to buy one and send it to me.

I talked to a guy at the school today. He said the slide was over 80 years old. During the winter we would pile snow at the bottom and let ourselves slide off the end and plop onto the snow and ice at the bottom.

It's great to see this small victory over lawyers and the insurance company that let this slide continue to bring joy to new generations of kids!

"Wis. Union Protesters Disrupt Special Olympics Ceremony"

I don't comment much on the current political turmoil in our state because I like to keep my body parts out of wringers - and, quite frankly, I still don't know what is "right." But I do believe that the Special Olympics and other charitable events should be left out of it.

HAWKWIND Master of the Universe

Orbs, your music reminded me of this one by Hawkwind. We use to listen to this one in the "olden days"...

Four for Fridays

Hello everybody! Welcome back to Four for Fridays! I know it's an early post, but I have the tomorrow (or today rather) off from work and I plan on sleeping in. So here are some random questions...

1) What is your favorite meal of the day? Breakfast, lunch or dinner?

2) Do you pick up pennies off the ground and "save" them?

3) How fast have you ever driven your car?

4) What is your favorite nursery rhyme?

Enjoy your weekend! (I know I will!)

Open Blog - Friday

Here comes the weekend.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

"I Love You"

When April bends above me
And finds me fast asleep,
Dust need not keep the secret
A live heart died to keep.

When April tells the thrushes,
The meadow-larks will know,
And pipe the three words lightly
To all the winds that blow.

Above his roof the swallows,
In notes like far-blown rain,
Will tell the little sparrow
Beside his window-pane.

O sparrow, little sparrow,
When I am fast asleep,
Then tell my love the secret
That I have died to keep.

--Sara Teasdale

"Sara Teasdale (August 8, 1884 – January 29, 1933), was an American lyrical poet. She was born Sara Trevor Teasdale in St. Louis, Missouri, and after her marriage in 1914 she went by the name 'Sara Teasdale Filsinger'.[1]"

Gosh but I used to love to dance

Went to my first community dance in the 5th grade. The year was 1966. Way back then dances were all ages. A local promoter wannabe would rent out the Sturtevant public school Gym and bring in rock bands. They drew older teens due to the 21 yr old drinking age and curfew. I wasn't a normal white boy as early on I discovered I had both left and right feet on top of a head for rhythm. Yeah, I saw the beginning and end of Disco, and continued to dance even as the white boys shouted it down because that was easier to do than learn how to move your feet. Anyhow, I really liked these guys for the danceable music. Great lyrics too,.

Boards of Canada - "1969"

SER's comment concerning pot on my Roxy Music blog below made me think of Boards of Canada. I know this stuff sounds odd at first, but if you keep listening, you see colors, man. . .

Roxy Music - "Take A Chance With Me"

My favorite Roxy Music tune.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Cosmic Corner Colors Will Change

This is an update to my recent blog about Cosmic Corner, a shop at the intersection of North Main and Hamilton Streets that was recently painted with bright colors:

The people from Cosmic Corner have met with the powers-that-be in Racine and have lost their appeal to keep their colors. They are considered part of the downtown redevelopment zone, or BID, or DRC, or something, and therefore people who have absolutely nothing to do with their business can dictate how they present themselves to the public.

Ain't free enterprise grand?

Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my red hot hotties! How are you? Well, no more complaints about cool weather, eh? I suspect Mother Nature may be bipolar. Please, make up your mind already, dear. I don’t know why early June would call for a mid-August heat wave. I am still very happy to see the sun, though, and the weathermen (who I think are drunken fools) say that the temperatures will moderate for Thursday and Friday. And we may have one of those zinger summer storms tonight when the cold front meets the heat. The lightning and thunder and cooling rain are beautiful in their own way, but I don’t like it when the storms get too violent. I am a psychic of peace.

Anthony Weiner jokes are all the rage, as Ms. kk pointed out in her blog below. I thought I’d publish a link to some of those jokes: Of course, I am embarrassed and disgusted by the entire affair. If I was married to this Weiner, I’d make sure he doesn’t have much left to send pictures of. Oh my.

Here’s a hot story that developed yesterday: “No bodies found in Liberty County home after psychic's tip”

I wonder who this “psychic” is? Now it’s just another bum rap affecting the reputation of all psychics. I’ll bet that she is not certified. Humph!

This weekend is the Monument Square Art Fair on the Lake (at Festival Park): I remember when the Monument Square Art Fair was still on Monument Square. Err, no I don’t – I remember someone telling me about it. I’m not that old…

Speaking of Monument Square, don’t forget the delightful Music on the Monument series which provides free live music during Friday lunch hours in the summer downtown. Sometimes the square gets to rocking so much that the Civil War soldier statue on the top of the pedestal taps his feet. OK, that’s not entirely true, either. It usually happens on First Fridays, when everyone’s had enough to drink. Oh dear.

Madame Zoltar Soapbox Time: Be extra vigilant about bicyclists as you drive about Racine. It seems that each year brings further erosion in the skills of motorists and bicyclists. I have had to lock my brakes four times recently because of a bicycle running a stop sign/light, and summer has just begun. Those of us in vehicles are surrounded by sheet metal and safety glass. The bicyclist has little protection, except maybe a helmet. It’s no contest if we collide. Please keep your eyes peeled.

“Keep your eyes peeled” - that’s a gruesome expression when you think about it. When I think about my dear Irregulars and friends, though, I get nothing but good vibrations. Thank you so much for reading my blog this week. I love you all.

Where’s Weiner? Find out at:

Now remember to keep yourselves hydrated, my dears. Stay some place that is air conditioned. And check on relatives and friends who are elderly or frail. I don’t care what the calendar says, summer is here. Sectility!

Open Blog - Wednesday

Ribbit, ribbit.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011


At least Charlie was enjoying himself in the heat today!


A highway patrolman pulled alongside a speeding car on the freeway. Glancing at the car, he was astounded to see that the woman behind the wheel was knitting!

Realizing that she was oblivious to his flashing lights and siren, the trooper cranked down his window, turned on his bullhorn and yelled, "PULLOVER!

"NO," the woman yelled back, "IT'S A SCARF!"

AccuWeather says it's 101 degrees outside - and climbing

It's only 1:30 PM.

Who whined about the cool spring?

I'm going to go stick my head in a bucket of ice...

On a Recent Trip........

I was in Germany this spring. I saw many beautiful and wonderful sites. But the one site I visited left an impact on me far above all the others.

They saw the small wild flowers growing on the ground. The last sense of beauty many would have.

The sky wasn't any less blue nor the clouds any less white than what others would see.

The portal that many would never exit through.

The inscription that would never be read righted again.

The temptation of freedom often ended on the wires carrying the current of death.

Or on the wall pockmarked by the bullets from the pistols of their executioners.

And all that is left of their earthy remains are the remnants of their ashes embedded in the bricks of the ovens.

The day I was there, it was a warm, almost balmy day. But the breeze that blew across the empty compound where once stood the wooden barracks overcrowded with the living dead, had an eerie chill. And the soft sounds of the leaves rustling in that breeze seemed to carry through time, the whispers of the souls that died there repeating over and over, "Never forget. Never again".

For those that would deny it ever happened, or even those that express their disdain by putting a Hitler mustache on the pictures of those they disagree with, they cheapen those that died there. They have never walked the ground at Dachau.


A woman walked into the kitchen to find her husband stalking around with a fly swatter

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Hunting Flies" He responded.

"Oh! Killing any?" She asked.

"Yep, 3 males, 2 Females," he replied.

Intrigued, she asked, "How can you tell them apart?"

He responded,

"3 were on a beer can,
“2 were on the phone."

The Lady of Shalott Revisted

A beautiful rendition of Tennyson's poem sung by Loreena McKinnitt. The CD version is a little over 10 minutes long.....but well worth listening to.

Monday, June 6, 2011


Hang on to your socks people, the state is going to screw us again! Not only are they taking state money away from Racine Unified they now want to take more money away from us next year to pay for vouchers!

See the articles at
JT School Vouchers and at JSOnline.

The vouchers would be funded by the state, with some of that money coming from Racine Unified's state aid allotment. The Racine voucher program would cost about $1.6 million for the next school year and about $3.2 million the year after that with each voucher paying up to $6,442 depending on a student's tuition costs, according to Vos and the motion

Here’s a good one, this goofy woman wants me to pay for her 10 minutes of sex and ends up having a kid and now I should pay to send him or her to school! She is out of her fuck’in mind!

Fabiola Diaz was glad to hear vouchers are moving forward. Diaz, 36, of Racine, has four children: One in a private high school, two in a Unified middle school and one too young for school.

She said she can barely afford to send her oldest child to the private school and would not be able to send her two middle schoolers to private high school without vouchers.

She found her own way to have them she can damn well find her OWN way to pay for them, not out of my pocket!

Arnold Schwarzenegger's Misunderstanding

It's too bad Arnold Schwarzenegger had this little misunderstanding because English isn't his native language.

He told his wife Maria that the babysitter wanted a raise.

Maria said, "Screw her."

Any simple-minded semi-literate Austrian could have made the same mistake, right?

Open Blog - Monday

Red flowers for a red letter day.

Sunday, June 5, 2011