Archive for September, 2024

A smashing time

September 9, 2024

A smashing time: the Economist‘s punning teaser head on its article about demolition derbies in its 8/24/24 issue:


(#1) [Economist caption:] Art for art’s sake (photo: Getty Images)

Frankfort, New York: Where crashing cars is the point

After the formalities are seen to — the national anthem sung, the firemen assembled—the fun starts. The sound brings the first thrill: a dozen engines thundering, each without a silencer, and the crackle-pop of backfire. Then comes the crash and crumple of metal on metal. Tyres go flat, bumpers fall off. Cars catch fire, others get pushed up against the wall. They head-butt like billy goats. They hiss, wheeze, smoke, stall and go kaput. Soon only two are still moving, at which point the announcer might growl: “Finish him!”

Tom Wolfe, a writer*, called demolition derbies “culturally the most important sport ever originated in the United States” — closer to the gladiatorial games of Rome than even boxing. Annihilation is the point. The last car running wins. Sports reporters ignored them, wrote Wolfe, because they thought them puerile and low-class: too many kids with “sideburns, tight Levi’s and winkle-picker boots”.

[* AZ: satirical chronicler of both the counterculture of the 1960s and the elite culture of New York City]

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Wildlife bulletin

September 9, 2024

Very briefly, from Facebook a few minutes ago:

Aric Olnes reports that live oak acorns are falling where he and Mike are. Then:

— AZ: Yes, they are falling. There are several California live oaks just across the street from me. So squirrels can easily jump from them to the crape myrtle in front of my house and onto the arbor over my walkway. And so to my patio.

One of these squirrels has remembered, from months ago, the excellent soft dirt in the little garden strip on my patio. So fine for burying nuts. I spent some time yesterday barking at it (from inside the house) whenever it prepared to descend from the arbor to the garden, until it gave up energetically threatening me in return and finally carried its nut away, in a huff, to some more congenial spot.

It hasn’t come back today, but I view the current state as likely to be a temporary victory.

— AO > AZ: Squirrels 🐿️ usually win

— AZ > AO: They 🐿️ 🐿️ 🐿️ are astoundingly persistent

I will say that I’ll never tire of watching squirrels leap through the air from tree to tree. The Flying Sciuridae!

 

 

Bobblehead Dick

September 8, 2024

(Well, yes, a birthday penis for me to enjoy, so this posting isn’t suitable for kids or the sexually modest)

This year’s birthday card for me from my old friend Vadim Temkin (old friend, but one generation younger than me), a digital artist whose work has often been featured on this blog — playful, clever, homosexy, and with a style of its own. He creates well-designed characters that don’t pretend to fool the eye, but live in a parallel reality — in the case of this year’s card, what looks like a world of slickly made plastic figures, from which comes the smiling Dick, who is completely naked except for a white collar and black bow tie where his rather large head attaches to his body, giving him the appearance of a bobblehead doll. (I don’t think Bobblehead Dick was Vadim’s intention, but it’s what I see, so I’m going with it.)

Meanwhile, his penis is on display, except that it’s awkwardly attached to his body; I’ve had to fuzz it out for WordPress modesty, but it’s an imperfection in the figure, and an annoying one, because of course the bobblehead’s penis — Bobblehead Dick’s dick — was a significant part of Vadim’s gift to me. Among other things:

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Queerios

September 8, 2024

🎶 9/8 🎶, and it’s Antonin Dvořák’s birthday (in 1841); see my 1/27/24 posting “Spillville”, about Spillville IA and the Czech composer, with this note:

let me recommend the Wikipedia article on Dvořák, for its detailed telling of a remarkable life, of great talent, a lot of pluck, a fair amount of luck, generous humanity, and the benefit of champions, advocates on your behalf (in this case, primarily Johannes Brahms)

(with a reminder that tomorrow, 9/9, is Negation Day, on which we protest, in German: Nein! Nein!)

But now for something completely different, from the Gay & Fabulous site (brought to my Facebook page all the way from Oz by Ruth Lawrence this morning):

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Briefly: from the annals of e-commerce

September 7, 2024

I interrupt the outpouring of post-birthday material to report on today’s remarkable e-mail from the world of e-commerce. As it appeared in my mail, only slightly edited, and without comment (never mess with perfection):

from Amazon.com Customer Service:

You saved $0.01 with Amazon.com’s Pre-order Price Guarantee! The price of the following item decreased after you ordered, and we gave you the lowest price.

[item] XXXXX
Price on order date: $23.75
Price charged at shipping: $23.74
Lowest price before release date: $23.74
Quantity: 1
Total Savings: $0.01

 

Greetings from old friends

September 7, 2024

Birthday greetings, especially in the form of animated e-cards, but in any case, from old friends, friends from two cohorts: my generation (now in our 80s or close to them) and the generation after mine, my daughter’s generation — people I could gently characterize as being in late middle age, but in fact this is the age of mature accomplishment and recognition. (I do have friends from two generations before mine, and some from three, but they’re not sending me presents.)

Two Jacquie Lawson animated e-cards to come; in between them, a reminiscence from 1974.

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Birthday toes

September 7, 2024

From the annals of birthday greetings, as I struggle to provide at least a minimal response to the over a hundred people who have wished me happy birthday, in one way or another (several offering accompanying flower photos, knowing these would give me pleasure; my caregiver León Hernández Alvarez gave me an actual bouquet, an impressive assortment of white flowers).

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The Ho Ho Crop

September 6, 2024

One more lightning posting for today (I have a big stock of birthday-present postings to get to, but not today, not today): today’s Zippy strip, in which our Pinhead judges the current crop of Ho Hos:


(#1) I would have expected this cartoon on April 1, along with the famous pickle-harvest tv spot; but then this is harvest time, when we bring the crops in

These Ho Ho cylinders appear to be about six inches in diameter but to come in lengths of several feet, so we might want to speculate about what sort of plant they come from; they look like the logs of small trees, suitable for sawing into shorter lengths, as Zippy does here.

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Cadbury’s puds

September 6, 2024

On Facebook today, an astonished observation by Martyn Cornell:

It’s early September — must be time for selling Christmas confectionery in the supermarkets of Britain …

Providing us with this store display for Christmas versions of Cadbury’s Puds:


The original Cadbury Pud — a brand name —  is a Cadbury milk chocolate bar with a truffle centre, hazelnut pieces, and crunchy puffed rice pieces

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Summa Cum Load

September 6, 2024

(Consider the title; the posting is thoroughly unsuitable for kids and the sexually modest)

Yes, a heavy-handed, cheerily vulgar pun on summa cum laude (for an undergraduate degree with highest distinction), pretty much what you expect in the titles of porn flicks: here, MEN.com’s 2024 DVD Summa Cum Load Vol. 1, as featured in gay porn emporium Gay Empire’s Back to Class sale ad (in my mail today — just the thing for a gay professor’s birthday!):

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