The search for Jerry Garcia's throne.

Welcome, Speck!

Actually, the Garcia thing might not be the best example of the surrealism of every day life, but I thought it fit here as well as anywhere else and rather than start a new thread.... I like the armless guy. I wonder if he can get a pardon and go on some racing circuit. Is there a handicapped circuit? Regardless, perhaps he could take on Jeff Gordon and the boys/girls.

As for the sig, before there was Yoda, there was Ed Ruscha, and before him, Shakespeare:

"My words fly up, my thoughts remain below,
Words without thoughts never to heaven go."

I love the name "Speck" because it is the name of Pee-Wee Herman's doggie.

The $64,000 question about toilets is what happened to Elvis's toilet. The one he died on. Is it in the basement of the bajillionaire who scored Munch's "The Scream"? (I always wonder what happens to stolen artwork, being a fan of Katharine Weber's The Music Lesson and others. (Blondie read that book.)

Oh, and this is sad. One thief stole over $1B in art, for his own pleasure, but his mother destroyed them because she was afraid of the police.

I am very interested in where stolen art lands. Why the hell does Paris have possession of the Mona Lisa?

Overheard from my cubicle:

Employee 1: That pink shirt doesn't go with your vest.

Employee 2: It's salmon not pink!

Employee 1: I got a cow named pink, she just calved.

Employee 2: Let's hope I don't

http://news.bostonherald.com/localRegional...rticleid=133433

Ms 9 and I had lunch and walked by this spot less than 10 mins before the accident. It's a miracle that "only" 3 were killed. It's a very populated area...lots of Emerson students and businessmen on lunch break.

Nick G..This is the corner where we met up when your son was visiting colleges.

That's terrible!

Apropos of not much, a famous line of arabic poetry comes to mind when I hear stuff like this. It sounds great in arabic but in english roughly translates to: "life is like a wayward camel..."

Speck is also ham, appropriate for a food board nom de plume.

What about Lupe Velez?

Yes, and me, not knowing the first thing about his music. Me, age eighteen--actually maybe still seventeen, come to think of it--with a 35mm camera in hand, photographing for the Vanderbilt yearbook.

It wasn't until I left the auditorium that someone came up and said, "Do you know what he was singing to you?"

Indeed I did not.

But surreal, yes, in ways I cannot begin to describe.

Frank Zappa had more charisma in one lock of his hair than almost anyone I've ever been that close to except perhaps Mr. Bob Dylan or Richard Burton.

I just used the automatic translation function on Wikipedia to render a French page into English, and discovered a new French film director, "Flesh-Colored Marcel".

Sounds more like a mafioso, or a hip-hop artiste.

From the Yelp newsletter:

in fact, in most of the world it will happen in may.

Tonight at 1:02 and three seconds, the time will be:

1:02:03 04/05/06

As I left this morning, my husband and Don King were having a lively [loud] argument over whether cancelling a minor fight would hurt Don's reputation.

who says punk isn't still dangerous?

Just spent the last half hour with my coworkers in a conference room eating lunch while they talked about their dislike of illegal immigrants. As we ate our $5/person (including delivery tip) Chinese lunch.

Did you ask them if they know any "legals" who would be interested in the jobs (and the pay) currently filled by "illegals" in this city?

Omni, I kept my mouth shut. I take a rather Mouthfulsian approach to discussing politics at work.

ferran adria's name and face are on bottles of star olive oil. well, if it is good enough for crazy ferran it is good enough for me.

I've just take delivery of a mouse from Lenovo (the company that recently took over IBM's PC business). It came with a three page "Acquisition Agreement".

I'm taking a load of wash out of the machine when I hear a clanking sound. On inspection I see a yellow pocket pack of Listerine breath strips in the bottom of the tub. I guess this load will not offend.

I saw a Tab billboard on the side of a building at Sunset & Vine. I've never seen a Tab billboard before. "Coffee is so last year" reads the copy. The sign is visible from one side of a Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf store across the street. Sorry, you're gonna have to do a lot better than that to get me to switch from coffee to Tab.

One of the buildings that flanks our garden has a become a townhouse of ill repute.

I guess that explains the blackout window shades.

The Ben & Jerry's shop I went into yesterday had baklava ice cream. That should last about as long as their Holy Cannoli flavor.

Note: it really did taste like baklava.

Just discovered my husband can juggle.

and R.'s new binoculars

Right. A greek bakery in my nbhd was closed with the sign: "Closed for Eastern weekend."

I think this fits under the surrealism of everyday capitalism. Saturday, I went to see The Wiggles with my daughter. These guys (and assorted gals) are an awesome Aussie money making machine. They've got their TV show, their videos, CDs, and merch, merch, merch. The show itself is intentionally predictable and entertaining I suppose if you're a 4 year old (and by the way the tickets are not cheap), but the merchandising is something else. Among numerous items on offer are artificial roses. One character Dorothy the Dinosaur really likes to eat roses (she says). So the kids' folks buy the roses, then Dorothy appears ands gets ecstatic about roses, then one of the Wiggles asks if any of the kids have brought any roses to give to Dorothy. Then, assistants are sent throughout the audience to gather roses to give to Dorothy. And she gets a lot. I wonder if they resell the roses or trash them. I suppose it would be crass if Dorothy said she liked money. Toot, toot, chugga, chugga, Big Red Car....

Sadly, I can sing that song. Not to mention, "Fruit salad, yummy yummy..."

I wonder what the effect of this hypnotic brainwashing will be on the coming generation of music lovers and concert goers. Will they rebel? Put Jeff to sleep permanently? Wake up, kids!

I have a nodding doll of Jeff.

The lead singer, whose name happily escapes me, is talented. On one of the TV shows, he duets with Tim Finn on a (slightly re-written) version of "Six Months in a Leaky Boat". Credit for that.

Everything is online. See if you can spot which of these men is NOT a Wiggle... (Clue: Look closely at the thumbs):