Archive for October, 2007

The United Colors of Playskool

Sunday, October 28th, 2007

SkoolLooking around my living room, it’s like a Benneton ad, with all of the multi-cultural toys laying around. We’ve got Mr. Roberto the school bus driver, Paco the guy with the dump truck, Bernard the African-American student and Margie, the red-haired girl in the wheelchair. Not a lot of white dudes represented.

But what happens when the door breaks off of the school bus? That’s right, gotta call the greasy Fonz look-alike who came with the sports car toy.

Luckily my son will have all of the media and most of politics to give him good representations of how white guys in America are supposed to act. WHEW!

Always Remember This

Sunday, October 14th, 2007




Friday, October 12th, 2007

RomilarAfter reading that these cough medicines are being taken off the market, I can’t help but imagine how bummed out Lester Bangs would be if he heard this news.

…y’know, if he hadn’t died 25 years ago.

- Zac

“Did you Poop onstage?” – Kid to Debbie Harry

Friday, October 5th, 2007

This is a kooky video of Debbie Harry from Blondie explaining Punk and New Wave to little kids. It seems pretty natural except I’m sure that somebody prompted one kid to say “The Killers are Pansies” and when the other kid says “I wanna be YOUR dog, Blondie” while rubbing peanut butter on his chest, you know somebody told him to do that.

Still, when Debbie gets asked if she ever pooped onstage, she seems genuinely surprised by the question.

- Zac

WTF German Playmobil?

Thursday, October 4th, 2007

Uh, I’m all for teaching kids about the Circle of Life and what-not, but does anybody else get creeped out by this Vulture Playset from Playmobil in Germany?

BuzzardsDoes it really come with the side o’ beef bones?

If so, how do the cows in the nearby farm playset feel about this?

- Zac

Just all-around damp.

Monday, October 1st, 2007

Sick KidBleh.

My kid is sick. Runny nose, blistering fever, moist noisy cough, ear infection.

The doc says it’s going around.

This painting totally sums it up. He’s all sick and floppy, feeling whiny and gross. I’m dressed as a scullery maid with a Count Scary widow’s peak on my forehead. This guy really knows how to put the Phlegm in Flemish Painting.

Anticipating little sleep tonight.

(Info about the painting)