Monday, April 15, 2013

Winnie the Pooh?

I really don't know how my mind works sometimes, but I was thinking about Winnie the Pooh the other day and how I really have no clue how he got his name.  Winnie the Pooh... pooh? I was thinking okay, pooh is a cute little name that every little kid knows and can say. But was it because Winnie was a thug and he wanted kids to know it but he couldn't just come out and say "Yo, I am Winnie and I'm the shit!" So he just made it accessible to kids "yo, I am Winnie the Pooh!" Think about it.  It all makes sense.  Even Tigger sounds like a thug nickname. Christopher "robin'" "eeyore"
"kanga" "roo,", all his friends had gangland style nicknames.  Winnie was the pooh! He'll steal your honey.

Friday, April 12, 2013


The weather is always nice too.
It's been on my list of things to do each year for the past three or four years, and this year I am finally doing it.  I will be exhibiting at my town's annual Mayfair...fair.  If you don't know already, get out from under your rock. Collingswood is the shit, and their Mayfair is the bomb diggity for people in the know.  Anyway, I will be selling some of my sketches, hopefully all of them for copious amounts of money.  It's on Saturday May 25th all day long.  I really want you to be there!There will be tons of people as usual and good food and live music.  Maybe afterwards you can all come to my house and enjoy some beers... on me!

I'm sorry but...

What's the world coming to when we think about a mop and a bowling ball having sex? and we think it's cute? Come on! Have we really accepted this? Is this what people think about? mops and bowling balls having sex? This was a good idea?

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Things that make you go Hmmm?

A few months ago I think I told you about the time my mom was over and she was identifying pop songs on the radio with relative ease and a matter of factness that surprised me.  Like "oh this is Katy Perry, and Lady Gaga and Bruno Mars."  Well, the other day she was listening to Lady Gaga again and I was like "seriously mom? you are listening to Lady Gaga?" and her response really surprised me.  She said she was listening to an interview with her and that she really liked what she had to say and that "she stood for something" and freedom of expression yadda yadda yadda and her songs were catchy.  Ok. Fair enough.  I agree.
But then I was cleaning out my dad's car yesterday and in the seat back pocket I found a Ke$ha cd.  Wow.  Nothing surprises me anymore.  Are my parents really cooler than I give them credit for?