It's Lovely to be in Love

So last night I was at the 99 cent store, replenishing my candy supply and picking up some of the grapefruit soda that I enjoy so much.

In the line to checkout there was a black gentleman behind me, looked a bit like Gregory Hines. He was singing that "When I Fall in love" song, by Mr. Nat "King" Cole. He had an excellent voice and he was not shy about his singing.

Normally that sort of thing would bug me a little but he just seemed to be enjoying himself so much that I found it rather pleasant. Then when I was all rung up, I happened to glance back and see what the man was purchasing.

Petroleum jelly and condoms.

It was very hard not to laugh at this. I'm not sure if it was the fact that he was singing that song, the nature of his purchases or the fact that we were at the 99 cent store, which is basically where hope goes to die. When he reached the check out lady, he beamed at her and said "It's lovely to be in love!"

I took that as my cue to leave. But on the way back to my car, I could hear him singing again.

And the words of Mr. Cole rang in my ears all the way home.

Nice work if you can get it

i truly envy Mr. Culpepper.

At my job I am rarely surrounded by sexy ladies.

though I do wear a kerchief and a huge belt buckle.

Baby with a mustache - redux

I know i posted a mustache baby a while back, but I think I like this one better.



If only congress would get off their lazy asses and make it legal for babies to have mustaches.

DARE TO DREAM.

Because the last one was so important.

hey remember that time a while back when i posted a link to that game that my friend's roommate worked on? yeah those were good times. sigh. anyway, JonasSalkJr's roommate has once again blessed the world with another advergamey thing that could be a good way to spend 12 minutes of an otherwise empty day.

House Call

and once again there are secret code easter egg* type things:

Cheevers: ok so what am i lookign at
Cheevers: looking at.
JonasSalkJr: You type poorly.
Cheevers: yeah. Anyway...
JonasSalkJr: Level 2 - in the living room, walk up to the lava lamp and you will turn into a pimp.
Cheevers: I will?
JonasSalkJr: Level 3 - in the garage, walk up to the driver's side door you will hop into the car - you'll come back in a new outfit.
Cheevers: ...outfit...ok...what's a car again?
JonasSalkJr: Hit the space bar at any time and you'll do a special move - each guy has his own move. And if you stand still for a little bit you will get all your mojo back.
Cheevers: Ok i have to go eat dinner.
JonasSalkJr: Finally, If you type TAG at any point in the game you'll unlock the alternate slumber party ending.
Cheevers: nice i love those kinds of endings in games
JonasSalkJr: ok that's it.
Cheevers: i think that's the most easter eggs ever. i really have to go eat.



*afikomen if you don't like easter

Hulk Smash baby

In the real world Hulk would kick that baby so far.

Come Get Your Stache Cap

You'll come for the mustache.

You'll stay for the cap.

STACHE CAP!

Repressed Friday Memory

On Friday night I got home at about 3am. I was as sober as can be. I think if i had not been sober I would have missed out on the fact that one of the apartments on the first floor was blasting the anthem for the ages: The Doobie Brothers' "Takin' It To the Streets". Seems like the best way to spend a Friday night. Even though the song might actually be about God. Seems like many Michael MacDonald songs are.

Feel it!
TAKIN' IT TO THE STREETS MIDI STYLE

why I enjoy the internet - reason #28291

I don't know what's better.

The fact that there's a website entirely devoted to gorillas in comics books, or the fact that there are two such sites.

The Gorilla Age of Comics

Comic Book Gorillarama

Ah how I long for the days when books were sexier

Alas today's books just cannot compete with the mustachioed sexosity of yesteryear.*




*with the obvious exception of "The Pelican Brief" and that series of mystery novels about the murder solving chef.

The Perils of Age

For a few weeks now I've been observing a very old man at the gym. He has been the ape to my Diane Fosse, if you will. He always seems on the verge of collapse so I'm constantly amazed at how frequently I see him there, and always running his little old man heart out, almost as though he's trying to outrun the grim reaper who will soon be coming to take him across the river styx to the land of the dead (I'm speculating a little bit here).

Many times I've thought "that old man is going to fall down" but I never actually believed it would happen. Well my friends- today I became a believer. Because that old man took a tumble that would make a Chinese acrobat proud. Down he went, flying off the treadmill and crashing into a lady who was lying backwards on a giant inflatable ball (I'm still not sure what those are for). Many many people came rushing over to help the old man, who seemed rather out of it and confused. I assumed he'd broken all his old man bones, but he seemed to be okay and he actually wanted to get back on the treadmill but no one liked that idea. Eventually someone helped the old man back to the locker room and things went back to normal.

As horrible as it sounds, I couldn't help chuckling a little bit at the whole thing. And I noticed that I wasn't the only one who looked amused. So I guess it's true what they say- it's funny when the elderly get hurt. Of course I may not find it so funny when I'm 90. But to be honest I expect to be a bitter old crank sitting on my porch yelling at kids passing by when I'm 90, not running on a treadmill and watching "Access Hollywood" at the gym.

Fabulous Secret Powers

Sure this takes a low road to comedy, and frankly it's a little to long for my tastes, but it really picks up towards the end. Plus there's a confounded chef at the end. And that's what matters most.


He Man doing something liberating.