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On the same trip where I saw the TapouT (as I guess this is supposed to be typographed) shirt, I saw a homemade license plate frame which haunts me still. You will bear with my crap graphics (craphics?), and please keep in mind:

1.) the lettering on the actual frame was just yellow paint on red plastic, in a scrawl not dissimilar to the MSPaint glory you see here.

2.) the license plate number here is just to fill in the space and has nothing to do with the topic of post

Herewith:

Now, we may not have a TV up and running, but I do feel pretty well-informed...is not braking or not using one's brakes such a trend that the average driver needs to be reminded or be wheedled into avoiding slamming into other cars, poles, houses? What?

BRAKE - DON'T TAKE - LIFE!

And why only in D_____? When one leaves the city limits does the highway become Thunderdome? And shouldn't it be the other way around, so that the basest debris of mankind (the citizenry) should be running rampant, casually destroying one another, in some sort of unimaginable WTUE-soundtracked autocalypse?

Right?

A cake I will buy you

President behind volcano/airline/economic meltdown times!

Proof!:

"Madchester regained"

The above will be the heading when J Peterman undertakes making my idea for a flared swimtrunk:

The absolute nadir of this blog/the internet/everything

CHAVATAR!

Parents' 55th (!) anniversary is Friday

Hope I have time to get this BANNER made!:

What th'???

Marge's bed solution

Biscuit is getting older, let's face it. Her hips have the twinge of an ache and she doesn't even want to be have to get started on putting up with her bratty younger sister's endless fusillades of b.s. NOW, the new bed at the new house is too tall for her to just bound up on, so she has to scramble up the side like an alpinist, or some sort of feline/arachnid hybrid/splice, which, while giving dumb Dad a chance to call her Spider, sucks en generale.

Well, there is a solution! An upside-down leather box the size of a milk-crate makes naptime atop Mt Pillowtop a matter of two short hops! We're ALL learning something. Dig illo:

Landau v. Tynan

Having a glance through Kenneth Tynan's diaries, there are numerous mentions of Martin Landau owing KT $25,000. But WHY? It's never said. Tynan just goes further into debt and gripes that if he could get that 25K back...that just may be my idea for my next never-to-be-made movie*: the conflict between Tynan and Landau over a loan of 25 grand. Done up in uber-serious Frost/Nixon style. Martin Landau is still alive, which I did not know - maybe if he reads this he can clear this shit up?!

Could the conflict have stemmed from Marty aping Ken's unique and patented smoking style of holding the cigarette between middle- and ring finger? I mean, here's a picture of him doing just that (that I made):

* I have many, many ideas for dumb movies, and I will reveal them this year. Patience!

New logo!

Very proud of this! Looks like a Larry Rivers!: