Naturally...

People expect a post World Series post (hmmm.."post XX post" Odd construction!) outta me, and I may do one, but I think the odd result of this, and the way the Pistons bailed out in this years playoffs, is that I think my overall interest in sports may fade. Not right away, because I have years of background in these things, but I think the long term love of sports and particular teams will decline quicker than I would have thought possible.

Make it? So what

Patrick Stewart is swanning about Ann Arbor these days, going la-la-la in various roles with the Royal Shakespeare Company, undoubtedly making people think about William Shatner and James Spader in a verson of Othello, (think about it...Spader as Iago! You know you want to see it!) whenever he appears on stage!

Fluffy Question of the day: What do I yell at the chrome dome space jockey if I see him across the street? Best answer gets a Fluffy Nod!

and...I'm bored stiff!

Well, who'd of thunk that three games in, The World Series is just pretty boring. There is nothing matching the tension of Tigers/Yankees or Cardinals/Mets. So far the two teams are running into a starter in lock-down mode, and that is that, Reyes(!) and Carpenter for Stl, and Rogers for Det. Yawn. Yes, it's true the Detoit starters did this to the Yankees, but there was a lot of tension here because of the potent Yankee lineup could have exploded at any moment! But when Carpenter or Reyes put the clamp down, I had no feeling the Tigers bats would have caught up to them. Ditto for the Cards vs. Rogers. Well, here's hoping the remaining games are less dull.

Ownable!

I see from my sitemeter that people are looking at my old pic of the Jimmy "Spiderman" Allen 45 I have which was posted earlier! Needless to say, this fine relic of '70's Lions memorabilia can be yours, yes yours, for the right amount of shekels! All offers entertained, as long as the Almighty Dollar is involved!

Trivia question of the day: When was the last time you actually played a 45?

Sloggin' Through, one financial trench at a time.

Fluffy Stuffin', another day, another dollar!











Although I haven't had the union traumas that Camie (Hi, Vog!) has had lately, it's not as though the coffers of Fluffy Stuffin are overflowin'! Things are bad, and if I don't come up with a pathetically small amount of coin by the 1st, the fluff will be removed from the dryer, and I'll be left livin' under a bridge for Xmas. I have been hackin' away, but my biz opportunities have dried up and things have left me pretty glum. I'm hackin' away, but I need some good Blog Energy to see if the situation can be rectified.

Camie's Good Idea

The post title would be Camie's name on a Zingerman's sandwich!

Here goes her stolen quiz:

1. What time did you get up this morning? 6:49 AM
2. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds, all the way, baby!
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? That last Jet Li movie...whose title I've forgotten already!
4. What is your favorite TV show? Veronica Mars (ditto Fluffy)
5. What do you usually have for breakfast? Coffee with lots of cream. (ditto Fluffy)
6. Favorite cuisine? Deli, Italian
7. What is your middle name? George, after my mother's alcoholic, violent, idiot brother
8. What food do you dislike? Seafood. Can't eat it, partially from allergic reactions.
9. What are your fave colors? Red, Green, Gold
10. What kind of car do you drive? 1998 Hyundai wagon. "The Kimchi Hearse"
11. Favorite sandwich? Big honkin Rueben!
12. What characteristic do you despise? I would say...most human characteristics. Animals, fine!
13. Favorite item of clothing? Khakis
14. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation? New York
15. What color is your bathroom? White.
16. Favorite brand of clothing? Nothing in particular.
17. Where would you retire to? My entertainment center.
18. What was your most memorable birthday? 3 years ago, a beautiful dinner with friends at an excellent place.
19. Favorite sports to watch? Piston's Basketball. (ditto Fluffy)
20. Furthest place you are sending this? Que?
21. Who do you least expect to send this back to you? Practically anybody!
22. Person you expect to send it back first? Cynnie? Dinners? The Little Man?
23. Favorite saying? Oucha-Maagoucha!
24. When is your birthday? January 31, same day as Ernie Banks, Jackie Robinson and Nolan Ryan.
25. Are you a morning person or a night person? Vampire hours!
26. What is your shoe size? Men's 9 1/2 EEEE
27. Pet: I have a large dustbunny I have named "Otto."
28. What did you want to be when you were little? Rich, or Batman!
29. How are you today? Depressed, crappy, broke, bereft of love.
30. What is your favorite Candy? hmmm..Cashews! or M&M's.
31. What is your favorite flower? Roses!
32. What is a day on the calendar you are looking
forward to? Tomorrow, and tomorrow and tomorrow.... sorry, got nuthin'!

Yeah!

Like CamieVog, I too, celebrate the Tigers 2006 AL Pennant! Unbelievable! We now await the victor between the Mets and the Cardinals, with the Cards up 2-1 at present. But the Cardinals prevail I am ready! Here we have a cardboard premium from 1968 which I got a local grocery store! You're supposed to cut it out and fold it and then put the little pennant in the mouth! When I mentioned this thing to my Cardinal-loving friend Lucy, (mistakenly thinking the thing in the mouth was a little Cardinal, not a pennant) I realized I have a few of these things, unpunched(!) from when I was a wee lad! Enjoy!

Here we have the front cover:


















And the two inside pages, ready for your scissors!



































and the back cover! Thanks Farmer Jack in 1968!



















If the Mets win, take pennant, cross out "Cardinals", and replace with "Mets!" Thank you for your cooperation, and go Tigers!

Knock, knock goes the subconscious mind

Now, Ron, you're not going to make everyone stare at Don Mossi on the top of the blog all day are you?

uhhhh...I hadn't thought about it.












There! How's that, better?

Yeah, thanks a lot Ginger!

Have a Cool Friday

We've got a number one!

Well, The Detroit Tigers are in the playoffs, which still sort of has me stunned. After many years of being way on the other side of bad, we're...in...the...playoffs.

What tha?!? We beat the Yankees you say? Land O' Goshen! We're half way to the World Series? Shussh, don't jink it!

A few years Bill James (or Mrs. Bill James?) picked the all-time ugliest player ever: '50's Tiger pitcher Don Mossi. No offense to Don; he was a cool pitcher, but my I agree with my esteemed colleague! Enjoy Game 3!

Train in vain

Couldn't sleep again, so I thought hangin out on the front porch in the night quiet would crack open the door on the land of nod. But the trains were doing their nightly shuffle not 50 feet away so no quiet tonight! I wish that I could have painted it though...headlamp coming through the fog, the only thing you see for some time... then the lumbering (literally!) beasty blasts through, off to make Arthur Daniels Midland happy. The trees seemed happy to see it go...Perhaps I am prematurely excited over the Tigers win in the 1st playoff game with the A's last night...or I'm just cracking up naturally...Any of you Blogsters got some spare coffee to send an old Train Watcher? I'm near empty, and how can life continue with stimulants? ;-)

Someday a post composed of nothing but Movie Quotes or Song Lyrics, I promise!

Awesomeness!

This vid has been makin' me happy for several days now...make sure you watch the finale! Ladies and Gentlemen, The Nicolas Brothers...

Ein Peking, ein confit, ein L'Orange!!!

This one is for Cynnie, who had a brief post about dreaming the other day. After I read it -- my 'dream mind' kicked in!



It was very early or very late depending on your point of view. I sat on my front step with a perfect cup of coffee and a perfect croisant, waiting for the dawn. I knew I had to have a serious talk with the dawn, a talk I didn't want to have. Fortunately, I was spared this burden by the arrival of the Government man, who brought with him a large dossier and the unspoken assumption that I would do something about this.

Reading the reports in the folder, I was quite saddened. Someone was catching Ann Arbor's ducks, tattooing a swastika on their butts which, in dream logic, was turning them into Nazis. Hell I knew things were getting bad but I thought the ducks were just becoming neo-cons, not full-on goosesteppers!

Now I knew that they couldn't convert Ol' A2, but they would bring the OrangeClad With Permits which would be a Duckendammerung of our waterfoul, bad enough, but they would go home with just a touch of Treetown Socialism, bringing to counties that just wouldn't understand. I couldn't let our mallards become a Trotskite Fifth Column, even though they thought they were the Ducks from Brazil1

A montage began. Me, talking to ducks in a pond while I'm floating in an inner tube, talking to ducks in a hookah bar, talking to ducks strolling through the center of campus Thinking the Great Thoughts, talking to ducks under blankets at yet another frozen Michigan game...jaw, jaw, jaw instead of war, war, war, I thought. After much persuasion, some federal funding for homeless ducks, and some duck baksheesh, ( don't ask...but Canada will pay, oh, yes...) we got them to have a purge of their peers with the Chaplin moustaches. Only one problem remained.

Through an exhausting explanation, with photos, timing charts, and overhead ariel comparisons, the ducks were able to show me how off Ann Arbor's buses were from their posted arrival times, and if this were not corrected...some dire threat was hinted at, worse than 'mere' Nazism!

I finally had to ask: Why do you care about this? A duck pulled me aside and told me, "In dreams ducks always care about mass public transportation." A commission was set up forthwith...


And that's why they're dreams...