Michaleen Flynn: No patty-fingers, if you please. The proprieties at all times. Hold on to your hats
Thursday, July 26, 2012
The Sixto Sense
"No one is paying any attention to me anymore."
"I post comment after comment and no one cares."
"I must do something...anything to get a reaction."
"I know.'
"I will kidnap Cal Ripken's mother."
"I see TV coverage."
The kidnapper was a tall, thin, w/m so Sixto is not a suspect. He has put on 50 lb. since retiring and is a PR. This just doesn't add up to me..something stinks.
The following headlines were actually printed in newspapers. The irony in some of these are absolutely astonishing, hilariously funny (though sometimes awkward).
- Never Withhold Herpes Infection from Loved One - Miners Refuse to Work after Death - Include Your Children when Baking Cookies - Enfields Couple Slain; Police Suspect Homicide - Typhoon Rips Through Cemetery; Hundreds Dead - Something Went Wrong in Jet Crash, Expert Says - Police Begin Campaign to Run Down Jaywalkers - Safety Experts Say School Bus Passengers Should Be Belted
What a week. Work is crazy. Have to head to DC for work on Sunday.
Was able to write a song during high level meetings.
Here it is.
Hope you enjoy:
These tits are made for bouncing And that's just what they'll do. These tits are made for bouncing. And they bounce on top of you. Bam bada bam bada dada dum. Come on tits do some bouncing.
There is a pig roast at my parents cottage this weekend. Ted Rowlands, from CNN, is their neighbor. I guess he is very nice. I would do him. He is originally from Madison.
I quit watching the Olympics when the Jamaican bobsled team made it's appearance. Also, that George dude from England who attempted to ski jump. Right around that time is when the world started to go to hell.
There is no television where I am tonight. None. I've read some tweets about the Olympics opening ceremony and my reaction is "glad I didn't waste my time watching."
And especially glad I didn't have to listen to Matt Lauer.
By the way, Mrs. Haz and I had lunch with Ruth Anne Adams today. You should be jealous.
What's not to like? The opening ceremony was akin to a Trooper York-Titus extravaganza. Bizarre and quirky with strange connections, memorable moments, amazing staging, and great pyro!
Best effect: The coming together of the flaming copper leaves to create the cauldron. It was a fantastic engineering feat, uniquely designed and beautifully executed.
I noticed lots of use of new fiber optics and glowy things--flexible lighting woven into costumes: lots of commercil applications are coming in the future. One day, Lee Lees will add even more glow to lady's garments.
I am sorry I stayed up to watch that mess - a paean to socialism and dependency. A PC nightmare, revisionist history and Marxist philosophy topped off by a benighted billionaire warbling in his best thousand year old man voice a tune that was popular in the previous millennium.
Stupid, ugly and terribly sad to see what became of the isle that was home to my forefathers. Thank goodness that can't happen here.
And there, looking on, was lard ass Moochelle, saying "You didn't build that".
In other news, the second Elizabethan era will soon surpass the Victorian era for longest reign ever. QEII already holds the record for ugliest son and daughter in law.
That photo reminds me of how crappy the Milwaukee Brewers uniforms looked when Bud Selig owned the team.
The teams were pretty crappy most of the time as well, except for the golden years when Molitor, Yount and Gantner played. Molitor and Yount are in the HOF; it's a damn shame that Gantner isn't.
Re Gantner, I was about to say that I don't think a guy with a career OPS+ of 88 is getting into the regular HoF w/o a ticket, but then I checked Bill Mazeroski's stat line. Yikes! OPS+ = 84.
However, career defensive WAR = 23.8 for Maz and only 9.4 for Gantner over 17 seasons.
To put that in context, Dustin Pedroia accumulated 26.8 WAR in his first 5 seasons as a full-time player.
I understand how fans get attached to guys who play for their team for 17 years, but Jim Gantner is the embodiment of an ordinary major league player.
Picked up the new-to-me-word fabulist at TOP the other day. This required a look-up which revealed a fabulist to be A composer of fables. A teller of tales; a liar. A person who falsifies.
Not only did the application aptly fit the situation, it led to an uncovering of the dual definition of fabulous, a word which could be used to describe both aspects of the Opening Ceremony.
1. Barely credible; astonishing 2. Extremely pleasing or successful
Above and beyond the weird political preening and agendas presented, fabulous moments of humor, excellence, beauty, human ingenity and creativity were also revealed.
Going back at least as far as their beknighted insistence on wearing red coats to the New World war, when has the British expression of pageantry been anything other than fabulously wacky?
But reading about it today made me okay with that. I did watch a video of the Queen and James Bond. One thing I noticed straight away was that Her Majesty didn't even really look at Mr. Bond. I mean...how can you not look at Daniel Craig?
Nerves of steel, that woman! I bow to her restraint.
The bit with Bond, Her Majesty and the corgis was the best part of the opening, although the choir singing English folk songs was a close second.
Those corgis are just so darned cute. I didn't much care for them until I spent time with one out in the country - for as short as their legs are, and as seemingly non-athletic as they look, they have impressive strength, speed and an unbelievable vertical leaping ability.
Meanwhile James saved his best smile for the woebegone corgis left behind on the steps!
Another small quirk that made the scene work. The film sequence shifted attention while the techs cleared the previous set, with the arrival of the helicopter in real time sending all eyes upward and away from work taking place in the arena. Nicely done.
The corgis were good with Her Majesty taking her leave, they sat with looks of expectancy on their faces. Not saying they are greater than Border Collies, but they are pretty darned good dogs. Smart enough to leave jumping out of perfectly good aircraft to others.
And the little glance back at the corgis was priceless.
I wonder if those were her real dogs or if they were stunt doubles? That can't be the right word for animal actors. lol Neither can "actors", I suppose.
I was fortunate enough to work at a place where I got to interact with a lot of dogs. I paid attention, asked questions and learned a lot.
Once I was working out on a hundred acre farm, sawing some giant logs. Lunch time came and I sat down on a log that was close to 4 feet in diameter. The owner's corgi stopped by and decided he would like to join me for a bite. That short legged little guy jumped right up on to the log without hesitation - bam - like it was nothing. I have had a great deal of respect for that breed ever since.
I am guessing that those were really the Queen's dogs, based on the access the film crew had to the palace and Her Majesty. But that's just a guess. Also, those dogs appeared quite at ease in the comfort of the place - pampered, I think is the word I am looking for. They haven't missed a meal. Clean. Not saying they were scenery chewers, but they seemed comfortable hitting their marks and being on camera. My male dog hits his marks when we go for walks.
Darcy - what's a warrior dash? Or, as my former neighbors would ask, a warrior - ? If it involves mud, then pictures would be appropriate, just sayin'.
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
59 comments:
What up Troop?
That was funny.. hey you should be pretty happy. weare mired playing 500 while the Yanks are flying high.
How about that Ichiro..
The kidnapper was a tall, thin, w/m so Sixto is not a suspect. He has put on 50 lb. since retiring and is a PR. This just doesn't add up to me..something stinks.
Start speadin' manure,
I'm leavin' next year,
I wanna be a part of it,
New York, New York
June 2013
Master of puns and lyricist..Prince Pun!
No, I'm serious. Bringing the family--before they grow up.
Cashman's got a thing for players on the verge of 40.
Red Sox/ Yankees underway and I don't even give a shit.
Sad times.
The following headlines were actually printed in newspapers. The irony in some of these are absolutely astonishing, hilariously funny (though sometimes awkward).
- Never Withhold Herpes Infection from Loved One
- Miners Refuse to Work after Death
- Include Your Children when Baking Cookies
- Enfields Couple Slain; Police Suspect Homicide
- Typhoon Rips Through Cemetery; Hundreds Dead
- Something Went Wrong in Jet Crash, Expert Says
- Police Begin Campaign to Run Down Jaywalkers
- Safety Experts Say School Bus Passengers Should Be Belted
I have more, or is this enough?
Yeah, neither do the Sox.
What a week. Work is crazy. Have to head to DC for work on Sunday.
Was able to write a song during high level meetings.
Here it is.
Hope you enjoy:
These tits are made for bouncing
And that's just what they'll do.
These tits are made for bouncing.
And they bounce on top of you.
Bam bada bam bada dada dum.
Come on tits do some bouncing.
thank you.
Tits and Dada,
We must have hurt Pedroia's feelings.
(I don't give a shit, but it doesn't keep me from watching.)
Have to head to DC for work on Sunday.
Got a big meeting in the Oval Room?
Anyone watching opening of the Olympics?
I love to see who all the athletes are wearing.
tits.
No Chip, my company has an office in DC.
I hate DC, almost as much as the South.
tits.
Not me.
Having read about the parachuting "queen", I'm not regretting my non-watching.
I would do Sixto-at least when he was young.
His eyes wreak of sex.
Sex.
How often do all of you jerk off?
There is a pig roast at my parents cottage this weekend. Ted Rowlands, from CNN, is their neighbor. I guess he is very nice. I would do him. He is originally from Madison.
tits.
I quit watching the Olympics when the Jamaican bobsled team made it's appearance. Also, that George dude from England who attempted to ski jump. Right around that time is when the world started to go to hell.
Go check out the hot photos of Olympic babes at EBL's site.
Well, except for you Sixty. I know there are issues.
And I mean EBL, not TOP. Troop has the link on his sidebar
Jesus, NBC blows! Tom "Speech Impediment" Brokaw? Matt "Can I Borrow Willard's Hairpiece" Lauer? Ryan "Really Blows" Seacrest?
Get on with the show - get these mutts off of my television!
The Opening London Olympics are so dramatic.
We are all British today. Our friend is putting on a terrific show.
Color for days.
Yellow Submarine.
Danny Boyle extravaganza-tour de force.
So much symbolism.
I just splew.
tits.
The modern take on construction is just so fucking gay.
They are building some shit but also doing it while dancing and with fab jazz hands.
tits.
Who are the queens that design this crap?
It's like a parody and it reminds me of Waiting For Guffman.
You know there is some Corky from Waiting For Guffman behind the scenes in this Flamboyant display.
She's yelling right now, get out there, get your beard on and pretend you are shoveling while doing a Fosse move.
Aw, Corgis!
Even the fucking Queen and her corgis are in a commercial.
The Queen is parachuting into the stadium now and I am not fucking kidding.
Dear God.
I got blown on The River Thames-twice. One was a British Muzzie who I called a terrorist and the other was an Indian.
tits.
If this was in Chicago there would be a part of the show with thugs killing each other.
They are now wheeling out patients on beds to honor their national health care system....to the music of Mike Odfield. And now swing music.
The nurses and docs are dancing and the "sick kids" are jumping on the beds.
Not fucking kidding.
There is hope - September 5th - Giants versus the Cowboys.
There is no television where I am tonight. None. I've read some tweets about the Olympics opening ceremony and my reaction is "glad I didn't waste my time watching."
And especially glad I didn't have to listen to Matt Lauer.
By the way, Mrs. Haz and I had lunch with Ruth Anne Adams today. You should be jealous.
Ichiro playing for the Yankees is bigger news.
What's not to like? The opening ceremony was akin to a Trooper York-Titus extravaganza. Bizarre and quirky with strange connections, memorable moments, amazing staging, and great pyro!
Best effect: The coming together of the flaming copper leaves to create the cauldron. It was a fantastic engineering feat, uniquely designed and beautifully executed.
I noticed lots of use of new fiber optics and glowy things--flexible lighting woven into costumes: lots of commercil applications are coming in the future. One day, Lee Lees will add even more glow to lady's garments.
As for Sixto's lament? It is small comfort that it happens to the best. So be it and Fight The Dour!
I am sorry I stayed up to watch that mess - a paean to socialism and dependency. A PC nightmare, revisionist history and Marxist philosophy topped off by a benighted billionaire warbling in his best thousand year old man voice a tune that was popular in the previous millennium.
Stupid, ugly and terribly sad to see what became of the isle that was home to my forefathers. Thank goodness that can't happen here.
And there, looking on, was lard ass Moochelle, saying "You didn't build that".
In other news, the second Elizabethan era will soon surpass the Victorian era for longest reign ever. QEII already holds the record for ugliest son and daughter in law.
Giddy up, Camilla!
Fight the Dours that be!
I walked out to Pere Lachaise cemetery once and saw Jim Morrison's grave. The Dours are not the same without him.
That photo reminds me of how crappy the Milwaukee Brewers uniforms looked when Bud Selig owned the team.
The teams were pretty crappy most of the time as well, except for the golden years when Molitor, Yount and Gantner played. Molitor and Yount are in the HOF; it's a damn shame that Gantner isn't.
Speaking of Hall of Fame players, it's a damn shame that the Green Bay Packers Jerry Kramer isn't in the NFL HOF.
You can do your part by going to the website his daughter started here and signing the petition.
Thank you!
Is Dorothy Hamel Camel Toe or Nadia Commiecoochie competing this year at the Olympics?
tits.
Is little Mary Lou Titten going to ride the pummel horse at these olympics?
I am amazed with those gymnasts fly in the air on the balance beam and land on it with their vagine.
Many of those gymnasts have no boobys, just little nipples.
Re Gantner, I was about to say that I don't think a guy with a career OPS+ of 88 is getting into the regular HoF w/o a ticket, but then I checked Bill Mazeroski's stat line. Yikes! OPS+ = 84.
However, career defensive WAR = 23.8 for Maz and only 9.4 for Gantner over 17 seasons.
To put that in context, Dustin Pedroia accumulated 26.8 WAR in his first 5 seasons as a full-time player.
I understand how fans get attached to guys who play for their team for 17 years, but Jim Gantner is the embodiment of an ordinary major league player.
Maybe we need a Hall of Pretty Good. It could be in Boring Oregon.
MichaelHaz, I believe even Gantner would say he's not a HOF'er. I think his parents would also admit that. Drinking Saturday breakfast, dude?
Anything that brings out the best in SixtyG and the worst in Titus can't be all bad.
Sixty Grit said...
I walked out to Pere Lachaise cemetery once and saw Jim Morrison's grave.
I saw what you left behind. Deep thoughts from SixtyG: "All we are is dust in the wind"
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Picked up the new-to-me-word fabulist at TOP the other day. This required a look-up which revealed a fabulist to be
A composer of fables. A teller of tales; a liar. A person who falsifies.
Not only did the application aptly fit the situation, it led to an uncovering of the dual definition of fabulous, a word which could be used to describe both aspects of the Opening Ceremony.
1. Barely credible; astonishing
2. Extremely pleasing or successful
Above and beyond the weird political preening and agendas presented, fabulous moments of humor, excellence, beauty, human ingenity and creativity were also revealed.
Going back at least as far as their beknighted insistence on wearing red coats to the New World war, when has the British expression of pageantry been anything other than fabulously wacky?
I missed the whole thing!
But reading about it today made me okay with that. I did watch a video of the Queen and James Bond. One thing I noticed straight away was that Her Majesty didn't even really look at Mr. Bond. I mean...how can you not look at Daniel Craig?
Nerves of steel, that woman! I bow to her restraint.
The bit with Bond, Her Majesty and the corgis was the best part of the opening, although the choir singing English folk songs was a close second.
Those corgis are just so darned cute. I didn't much care for them until I spent time with one out in the country - for as short as their legs are, and as seemingly non-athletic as they look, they have impressive strength, speed and an unbelievable vertical leaping ability.
Darcy, have you been out shopping?
Meanwhile James saved his best smile for the woebegone corgis left behind on the steps!
Another small quirk that made the scene work. The film sequence shifted attention while the techs cleared the previous set, with the arrival of the helicopter in real time sending all eyes upward and away from work taking place in the arena. Nicely done.
The corgis were good with Her Majesty taking her leave, they sat with looks of expectancy on their faces. Not saying they are greater than Border Collies, but they are pretty darned good dogs. Smart enough to leave jumping out of perfectly good aircraft to others.
I was out shopping, Allen! How did you know?
Warrior Dash tomorrow. I don't know why I bought clothes for it. I'm going to be mud from head to toe. But it's a chick thing.
The corgis were really cute, Sixty. You know your dogs!
And the little glance back at the corgis was priceless.
I wonder if those were her real dogs or if they were stunt doubles? That can't be the right word for animal actors. lol Neither can "actors", I suppose.
Someone will know.
Good luck in the Warrior Dash, Darcy!
How come everybody but me knew the kind of dog?
Thanks, Bruce. :)
Promotion > shopping. Good luck to you tomorrow. Would it be possible to get some pictures of muddy you?
I was fortunate enough to work at a place where I got to interact with a lot of dogs. I paid attention, asked questions and learned a lot.
Once I was working out on a hundred acre farm, sawing some giant logs. Lunch time came and I sat down on a log that was close to 4 feet in diameter. The owner's corgi stopped by and decided he would like to join me for a bite. That short legged little guy jumped right up on to the log without hesitation - bam - like it was nothing. I have had a great deal of respect for that breed ever since.
I am guessing that those were really the Queen's dogs, based on the access the film crew had to the palace and Her Majesty. But that's just a guess. Also, those dogs appeared quite at ease in the comfort of the place - pampered, I think is the word I am looking for. They haven't missed a meal. Clean. Not saying they were scenery chewers, but they seemed comfortable hitting their marks and being on camera. My male dog hits his marks when we go for walks.
Darcy - what's a warrior dash? Or, as my former neighbors would ask, a warrior - ? If it involves mud, then pictures would be appropriate, just sayin'.
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