Out in California, they're still trying to figure out if the guys who escaped from Alcatraz in 1962 made it to shore or not. All sorts of theories abound, but the escape was clever. Here is the mask one of them left in his bunk so that, as he was leaving, the guards would come by and tell him nighty-night and think he was sleeping tight.
Say hi to Lazybones, my hoss in today's Preakness. Odds are 3-1 that he won't even make it to the starting gate.
I am not kidding you. This is someone's actual bathroom with a jungle theme.
Imagine all this citrus bobbing around in a pitcher full of ice water!
Say hi to Mostik, The Russian Cat. He has been hanging around the site of the new $4B bridge the Russians just built to Crimea, a country they annexed against the wishes of all Crimeans. Our president's close friend Mr Putin was supposed to be the first to cross the bridge when it opened, but Mostik darted out in front of him, against the wishes of Mr Putin.
Red sky at night, sailor's delight...evening in Manhattan.
He always runs a line of nonsense, claiming to have been all sorts of things in his day, when all he really needed was to say that he is a very talented songwriter and singer. David Allan Coe had some of the best country songs in the last gasp of the Golden Era of Country, before the Lukes and Keiths and Bretts and Blakes and FlaGa types took over and won't let go. Remember that Johnny Paycheck song "Take This Job and Shove It"? Coe wrote it, and he wrote lots of others.
Here is an unabashed plug for the movie that will likely change the way the world sees cinema after June 1. Johnny Knoxville once again risks life and limb to amuse us, and you should at least go see his movie a couple of times to pay him back right. And remember, on his 1040 form, under "Occupation" he gets to put down "Actor," same as Meryl Streep.
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