1988 - American soap opera writers strike begins. Americans are shocked to learn that soap operas actually have writers.
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Siding with the GOP when you live in the bluest state around is almost like wearing a Boston Red Sox jersey at a New York Yankees home game, says Zipp in the April issue of PLAYGIRL. I cannot tell you how many times a person assumed I voted for John Kerry in 2004. Most of the time, I don’t have the heart to tell them, or the energy to discuss my reasons for going red this election year. But this is Playgirl magazine so it’s about time I was the one who bared what’s underneath.
How could a member of the media who produces adult entertainment for women, advocating sexual exploration, fulfillment and adventure possibly side with conservatives from the red states? Zipp spells it out. Those on the right are presumed to be all about power and greed, two really sexy traits in the bedroom. They want it, they want it now, and they’ll do anything to get it. And I’m not talking about some pansy-assed victory, I’m talking about full on jackpot, satisfaction for all.
That’s all well and good, but if Playgirl actually thinks their magzine is being consumed by women, they need to pull their heads out of the sand.
Everyone’s probably heard by now about Paris Hilton’s sidekick getting hacked, and all her numbers floating around on the Internet. They’ve probably all been changed by now, but one interesting thing pops up in her notes:
“call Gary Shandling get tape of everything.”
Now there’s something I hope never makes it out on the Internet.
Some things you might not have wanted to know about Michael Jackson.
Michael Jackson pretended to have sex with a naked dummy. That looked like a black, eight year old girl.
Jackson’s accuser wanted to call him “Daddy“.
And, in light of recent events, perhaps these song titles should have given us some prior warning:
Don’t Stop Till You Get Enough
The Way You Make Me Feel
In The Closet
She’s Out Of My Life
Someone In The Dark
Dangerous
Childhood
In The Back
PYT (Pretty Young Thing)
Beat It.
Looks like Bugs Bunny is getting a facelift:
Hoping to breathe new life into its animated Looney Tunes franchise and prop up the WB television network’s slumping Kids’ WB line-up, Time Warner Inc.’s Warner Bros. is planning to launch a new cartoon series this fall based on “re-imagined” versions of Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, Tasmanian Devil, Lola Bunny, Road Runner and Wile E. Coyote.
Frankly, I think they look sort of scary. Probably not a cartoon I’d be letting my kids watch.
Well, it’s official. No hockey this season. It’s been a long time since the Stanley Cup wasn’t handed out. Anyone want to guess how long it’s been?
If you guessed 1919, you would be correct. There was a flu epidemic that year, and the season was canceled. That was way before penicillin was even discovered. Hats off to Sir Alexander Fleming on that discovery (yeah, it took over twenty years to make penicillin into a usable drug, but Fleming proved that Staph could be killed by Penicillium notatum).
Anyway, if the events of last fall had gone the way New York fans (and St. Louis fans) had wished, I’d be telling you that the last time the Stanley Cup wasn’t awarded was the last time the Boston Red Sox were World Series champions.
However, I don’t have to say that 
Well, Tom Jones has finally had enough of women throwing their panties at him during concerts.
“When it started it was very sexy. A woman actually took her underwear off and threw it at me on stage. Nobody had ever done that before.
“It was very daring and very sexy. Then it became a joke,” he said.
Sucks to be you, dude.
So last night, after the game, it was time for the weekly Sunday night movie. I decided to see “Hide and Seek” starring Robert De Niro. It was OK, I suppose, not one of De Niro’s better script choices but better than “Rocky and Bullwinkle” without question.
After the movie, the beer I had consumed was letting me know that it had worn out its welcome and was ready to move on to a more porcelain-like environment. Actually, after I stood up from my seat, the beer began screaming at me.
Lucky for me, the bathroom is only a few steps from the particular theater I was in. So I walked briskly around the corner and into the bathroom. In order to make best use of my time, I estimated that since it was already after midnight, and I was the first one out of the theater and there was no one else to be seen in the near vicinity, being ready to go when I reached the urinal would be a good idea, so once inside the bathroom door I went to work. Down came the zipper. Two steps to the urinal. Time to release the Kraken.
And that’s when I saw her.
She was holding a bottle of Windex in one hand and a paper towel in the other, looking at me with increasingly widening eyes from behind a pair of wire-rimmed frames, standing about five feet from me.
Her glance moved slightly downward as she muttered, “I’ll leave” and headed for the door. Frankly, I couldn’t have cared one way or the other. By that time the damage had been done, and I certainly wasn’t waiting for anyone. I had business to attend to.
As I left the bathroom, I saw her again. She was standing outside, still holding the Windex and paper towel. She looked up as I was leaving, and I gave her a wink. She blushed and managed a slightly sheepish grin, then let out a small laugh that said, “I can’t believe that just hapenned to me.”
I thought the game was pretty good. Not quite a nail-biter, but a good game overall. However, I thought the commercials were not nearly as good as they should have been.
My favorite commercial was the one by Anheuser-Busch set in an airport where some of our troops are returning home. That was very touching. And frankly, the way it should be, as opposed to the treatment that they have been getting from some anti-war protesters.
I thought the funniest one was the FedEx commercial with Burt Reynolds, but seeing MC Hammer getting thrown over a fence was pretty funny, too.
But there was definitely no “Office Linebacker” in this year’s offering.
There’s always next year…
He was found dead in his hotel room. He was in one of my favorite movies, Bubba Ho-Tep, although that probably won’t show up on too many recaps of his life.
My condolences to his family.
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