It's rare but once in awhile there comes
a day when even I can't think of a thing
to say. Personal expression is the most
natural of art forms. When inspiration
hits - fabulousness follows. Today my
mind is a blank. As I started to write this
blog, I searched the net for inspiration
and found just that. Bits and pieces that
didn't make a whole yet still seemed to
be worth sharing. Given I'm at a loss for
words I've decided that said tidbits are
better than nothing. Hence I hope you'll
enjoy the following smorgasbord...
I find this snippet of a snapshot rather
intriguing. Who is the happy couple?
Were they on their honeymoon or in
the midst of a clandestine clutch?
Does she or doesn't she? And where
did she get her pink peignoir? Is that
a smoking jacket he's wearing? I get
the sense that both dressed up with
the anticipation of quickly taking it
all off. If this photo was taken today
they would be dressed in sweats and
tees while looking at their phones.
Let's go back to 1962 for some fun.
This book cover grabbed my attention.
Apparently Esther Friesner, it's author
is if nothing else prolific. This Vassar
graduate has written over two hundred
books. Whether I'd never heard of Ms.
Friesner or her tomes doesn't matter.
What does matter is that this prolific
writer obviously earns a decent living
writing fiction. So why am I wasting
my time trying to write this blog when
I could be cashing in by creating some
"mirthfully mystical" missives?!
Meet majykal Esther here.
I adore album covers from the past.
They provide audible insights into
historical entertainment interests.
Apparently some folks liked to yodel
or vicariously listen to others doing
so via "high fidelity". Given the duo
pictured appear amply able to give
Heidi a run for her money I wanted
to hear their cat calls for myself. And
so, post some googling I discovered
this link to Rudi and Inge Meixner 's
album. Wonder if it went platinum?
You won't believe what you hear...
Our political process can be equally
entertaining. As the candidates line
up for consideration in the upcoming
election one can't help but be amazed
at what comes out of their mouths.
However in the past stranger things
have happened. Whoever coined the
phrase "You can't lick our Dick" for
Richard Nixon's re-election campaign
must have been an idiot or genius.
Remember that America voted Dick
back in office. If that alone doesn't
scare you - See Dick run here.
Naivety aside, one can't help but
look at this advertisement and
wonder how anybody took it
seriously. Does anybody look
good in a mustard colored shirt?
What grown man would be brave
enough to utter "Boy how keen"
to another gentleman holding a
lethal weapon? This poignant
plug is proof that most people
will do anything for some cash.
Now... if you want a real laugh,
watch The Golden Blade here.