The One Big Happy from May 15th:
Months, Muntz, let’s call the whole thing off.
The One Big Happy from May 15th:
Months, Muntz, let’s call the whole thing off.
For Pride month, purple plants on my patio: the calla lily known locally as Cairo Callen (named for The Purple Rose of Cairo and singer/activist Michael Callen); and a silver lamium (now named the Silver Fox) in bloom:
It started with this John Deering cartoon from 11/23/12 (passed on by a series of Facebook posters):
In the tradition of the signage
IN CASE OF FIRE, BREAK GLASS
and introducing the cartoonist Deering, who’s fond of the Psychiatrist cartoon meme.
For Pride Month, and looking forward to the SF parade two weeks from today, four heterogeneous items: Jungle Flossers for kids, in rainbow colors (and they’re fruit-flavored, wink wink nudge nudge); another inclusive alternative to the 6-color Pride flag; rainbow grilled cheese sandwiches at The Melt; and rainbow cock rings. Dental hygiene for children, community politics, food, and sex. Just another day on AZBlog.
June is a month of Sundays. Today in the New York Times it’s the Sunday of Love, with 24 alternative cover photos of couples (of all sorts — mine had two Latino men) kissing, plus photo vignettes of love around the city on Saturday May 19th (the day of the royal wedding in London). Next Sunday is, once again, Triple Play Day: Fathers Day, Commencement Day at Stanford, and World Music Day, all rolled into one (last year’s occasion was also insanely, record-breakingly hot — marking the onset of the chronic dyspnea that has dogged me ever since). And then two Sundays from today: the San Francisco Pride parade. Things to post for all of these occasions. Today, a look forward to Fathers Day, prompted by an ad from the Levenger company.
It’s CruzISOC Day on AZBlog! Time to report on Ted Cruz‘s Twitter adventures with the non-standard case-marking of the lexical item WHO (Nom who, Acc whom) as an in-situ subject of an object complement. As here (marked up mockingly by Oliver Roeder on Twitter):
A 1969 Velveeta ad:
Ingrid Superstar is obviously possessed, perhaps as a consequence of the entire company of the damned dipping into her chafing dish.
With a little lesson in pronouncing Spanish, and of course a celebration of the processed cheese product Velveeta, which has been beguiling the unwary with its silky smoothness since 1918.
Plus the inventively crude sexual slang dip into s.o.’s chafing dish.
Today’s politically pointed parodic Zippy:
You might not have recognized the Bosco jingle from the 1950’s, so Bill Griffith has helpfully added a jar of the stuff to the strip.
Yesterday, in “White stars on a field of green”, Myoporum parvifolium in bloom, just down the street from my place. But surely there’s a flag of that description? Yes, there is, or was:
Notable feature of the grounds on the condo complex at the northwest corner of Ramona St. and Homer Ave. (half a block from my house), a carpet of Myoporum parvifolium, with its fleshy leaves and small 5-petaled flowers, as in this photo from the net:
A few years ago, the original water-greedy plantings around the complex were ripped out and replaced by low-water alternatives, including this handsome ground cover, which has been spreading nicely to fill the area.
To come: on this plant; its cousin M. insulare; the common name boobialla for these plants; and other plants in their family, especially in the genus Verbascum, the mulleins.