Tales from Amy's Garden

Fiver: There's something very queer about the warren this evening

Hazel: Is it dangerous?

Fiver: It's not exactly danger, it's... oh, I don't know. Something oppressive... like thunder.

Bigwig: I know what it is. It is the lady in garden. I think she has taken a lover.

Hazel: How do you know that? Are there strange noises coming from out of the cottage? Besides that little machine she is always using that she keeps in her night table.

Fiver: I have noticed it too. She seems to be hanging around with this one fellow. I saw him the other day. But my eyes are very blurry and I don’t know what he looks like.

Bigwig: It seems everyone is very curious. It is the talk of the garden. The moles and the badger are fighting about it. It is causing a big uproar.
Hazel: Well why is it anyone’s business but hers? I mean I hope she can be happy. It is much better that way then when she is cursing and hurling wine bottles into the garden.

Bigwig: I don’t know. I think she likes the interest. She likes to be on stage. That’s why she always leaves her windows open and the shades up. She wants everyone to look in. Except there is one problem.

Hazel: What’s that?
Bigwig: Well there is this one Spanish Fly that keeps buzzing and making noise and banging up against the screen. He wants to get in and is very persistent.
Fiver: Well they should let him in. From what I saw of her new friend I think he might need some Spanish Fly.
Hazel: I don’t know about that. Thank God we are rabbits. We never need Spanish Fly. Oh look, there he goes again.

(Watership Down, 1972)

It's been too long!!! You know what time it is!!

The CIA mental research secret project has access to President Obama's dreams. Here is one from when he was about 13.

Today's Gratuitous bathtub photo features a really nice piece of meat. So to speak.

With all this discussion of food and meet and stuff I almost forgot our gratuitous bathtub photo.

When I thought about going to the butcher shop to pick up some hot dogs I immediately thought of this starlet. Do you know who it is? Here she is pictured with Luckyoldson's favorite director in her best movie.

Heya havea soma pizzia pie!!!!

Pizza is a tricky subject. So many people have different opinions about what constitutes a good piece of pizza. There are “Brooklyn” pies, “Chicago Deep Dish” pies, “Sicilian” pies, “Grandma” pies, “Thin crust” pies and the cardboard abortion pie know as Domino’s. Every style has its partisans and they can be very vociferous in defense of their favorite pie.

The “Brooklyn” pie is of course my favorite. Round and generally cut into eight or twelve triangular slices, it is also called the Neapolitan pie as it originated in Naples when the tomato was first introduced to Italy. Them margherita pie with basil and fresh mozzarella is the ultimate of this type and in my humble opinion the best of all pizza’s. This is the pizza that you go to the pizza store and buy a slice. Add mushrooms or anchovies or sausage or black olives or pepperoni to your taste. But you can’t beat a slice fresh out of the oven. Unless it is reheated. Then it is even better.

The appeal of the Chicago Deep Dish pie always eluded me. An old pizza shop owner who owned the Gloria Pizzeria used to mock these pies. He called it cake. He would say ”You wanna eata cake or you wanna eata the pizza..” I know this is a style that you Midwesterners love but I think of it as a silly regional fad like grits or the Dallas Cowboys or cow tipping. But hey if you love it knock yourself out.

The “Sicilian” or Square pie is the staple of New York Pizza shops. A rectangular pie it is almost exclusively just tomato and mozzarella but is also very cake like. The ratio of how they are prepared in New York pizzerias is about 5 rounds to 1 square pie. And some people swear by the corner piece and say it is the best slice of pizza you can get. I like it for variety sake but I can live without it.

The “Grandma” or “White” pie is generally made without sauce, that is to say tomato sauce and is generally just mozzarella cheese and basil. If Mort was awake he would say since the Grandma pie is all white, that it is racist. And we all know that Obama thinks all Grandmas’ are racist so I guess we can call it the politically incorrect pie.

The “thin crust” pie is as you know exactly that the direct antithesis to the deep dish or the Sicilian pies. An extremely thin paper like crust allows this pie to get extra crispy. I think this is the most overrated pie and its chief proponent Grimaldi’s down in Dumbo is the most overrated pizza shop in the world. Stupid tourist line up like cattle and wait when the pizza shop at Hanley’s on Court St makes thin crust just as good. But hey whatever floats your boat.

As far as Domino’s or frozen pizzas like Celestino go, you might as well eat the fucking box.

So that’s our pizza review for those of you who voted for a slice as your go-to on the go food.

What kind of pizza is your favorite?

Have a hot dog!

Well it looks like hot dogs are winniing in the poll so far. Now there is a great dispute in hot dog land. What's better, grilled or boiled. Most people prefer grilled dogs hot from the barbecue. You know that is a summer treat. But I grew up on the boiled dog. I love the dirty water dogs from the carts in the city. And at Yankee Stadium I always get them from the guys who bring them to the seats and not the ones that are on the rollers at the concession stands.Nothing is better than a hot dog with kraut and mustard and red onions on a cold day while you are waiting to go see the Christmas tree at Rockefeller center. Or calling the guy over and getting a dog at your seat on a hot July night at the Stadium. That's a little slice of heaven.

So what do you like: grilled or boiled.

Problems of a shopkeeper.

We just came back from the show last week and let me tell you it was grim. A lot of the vendors were crying the blues because so many stores went out of business or were not ordering new product. The hardest part of buying is anticipating what will sell in the next season. That is why almost everyone is buying in the moment. So in this last show which was supposed to be about the fall, everyone was just buying for spring and immediate. So the vendors are freaking out.

These cool beach bags are coming in next month. They are really big and are made of a real quality canvas. They also have a very strong strap that would stand up to a lot of weight. That is something I always look for when we are shopping. The wife looks for the fashion side of things, and I look for the practical applications. Good straps, lots of room, durability and things like that. When we find something that fits both of our criteria, then we know we have a winner.

Problems of a shopkeeper.

One of the things we are trying to add another revenue stream is setting up an online store. We have a pretty extensive web site now but it is almost as much work as running a store. Every item has to be photographed properly and a description needs to be written that is brief, concise and appealing to a shopper. This week we decided to feature "flower" jewelry which got a big write up in Lucky magazine. My wife had ordered all of this stuff a while ago as she is on all of the trends so when something is hot we already have it in the store. For example summer scarves are really in this year and we found a great source for really inexpensive quality scarves. Girls come in all the time to shop our accessories and complain that we don't carry their size. Of course their size is between 2 and 10 and we start at size 10. They just love my wife's taste and sensibility. But one thing you can't do is try to be all things to all people. So they can only shop these accessories.

But they can get some nice rings.

Idol up date!

Well they have another three contestants on Idol this week and unfortunately it has gotten too predictable. I mean the format is all screwed up. They take one guy and one girl and one extra person. But what they really have is slots for types. That’s what this is all about. They have gotten even more blatant about it especially Kara who keeps talking about how commercial some of them are. Anyway some of them are just cannon fodder and comic relief like the Funny gay dude who didn’t sing at all during the group song that started the show. First they took the little red headed Mexican girl who can belt it. She is in the Jordan Sparks young girl spot. That eliminated a girl who I think is a better singer Mishavonna Henson. Hey a lot of them have weird names this year. Any way this Missionary position girl is also very young but she really reminds me of Jordan Sparks because she can really sing. Some guys are elimated right away like Matt the welder guy. They already took the oil rig dude last week so the straight working class Daughtry spot is taken. Now they need some cute black girls and I thought this Jasmine girl had a chance and they even gave her a pimp spot to lead off but she pretty much sucked. This year’s hippie chick also blew and she didn’t make it as they took another nondescript gay dude with a hat. And of course they took the gay Broadway dude who has been a professional singer since he was in diapers. Now don’t get me wrong, he is far and away the best singer. But he might be peaking too early. That’s what happened to that Archelata kid last year. You can’t lead wire to wire. People get tired of you quick. So even though he is far and away the best I don’t think he is going to win.

Next week they will take the blind dude and Lil Rounds the cute black girl since they need a black person to be in the top twelve. My other pick is this blonde chick Kendall Beard. The rest of them are really cannon fodder so unless they go crazy they don’t have a chance.

A new feature is that there will be three wild card picks. My prediction for that is Jasmine Murray since they need more black faces. The hippie chick since they think she is commercial. And maybe the dueling piano guy. I just hope they bounce that hippie chick first because she gets on my nerves.

You want to have fun watching this, not get aggravated.

Tweeting my ass through Tinseltown

The fact that there were so many scandals in the cartoon community was the only reason Tweety and Top Cat could keep their romance a secret. Everyone was too busy watching Fred Flintstone acting like a maniac after his motorcycle accident and his long history of drug abuse. His tirade on Dr. Pinksy Rehab show where he said he would rip out your endocrine system were classic. The arrest of Breezly and Sneezly for cocaine trafficking was the talk of the town. I mean everyone knew that Sneezly was a coke head, trying to explain his runny nose and constant snorting as a cold was not fooling anyone. Peter Potamus was arrested after that girl died during that wild party in San Francisco where he raped her with a champagne bottle. And of course there was Magilla Gorilla who ripped the face off of an acquaintance in Connecticut in a drunken stupor. So no one had any time to worry about a cat and a canary getting it on. Until they announced that they were getting married. Then the feathers hit the fan.
(Tweeting my ass through Tinseltown, The Tweety Bird Story, By Tweety Bird, Warner Brothers Pocket Books, 1989)

Tweeting my ass though Tinseltown

Tweety began a series of cartoons and movies that emphasized her sweet innocent nature as she was swept into precarious situations that were only ameliorated by her chaste and simple bird braininess. Warner Brothers wanted to keep her as a virginal and chaste role model for children and she was only cast in the most innocent of cartoons. They even tied down her budding bird breasts so she would not seem so mature and remain an idol of the tweaners a new demographic that they were trying to exploit. Tweety naturally began to rebel against the stifling of her natural yearning for more adult roles. An ill advised photo shoot for Vanity Fair with her father in quasi erotic positions caused a major scandal that almost ended her career. So she had to cover up her romance with that rough neck Top Cat. They couldn’t be seen together in public or her career could be destroyed. People are very judgmental about cartoons. I mean look at Heckle and Jeckel. They lost everything after Heckel beat the crap out of Jeckel before the Grammy’s. The photo’s they had in the New York Post ended their career. Of course no one spoke openly about it. They blamed the fact that it was domestic violence. And of course it didn’t help that they were black birds. People are so quick to judge.
(Tweeting my ass through Tinseltown, The Tweety Bird Story, By Tweety Bird, Warner Brothers Pocket Books, 1989)

Hey don't ignore the poll.

Hey don't ignore the new poll just because we are visiting cartoon town. Mira Sorvino votes for ice cream. Her talent in this direction was in fact how she won the Academy Award.

Tweeting my ass through Tinseltown

Now sex between the species had always been forbidden in most of the United States. It was still against the law in most Southern States. It was still frowned upon in Tinsel Town but like Hollywood they were much more liberal. Or least they said they were. So when a dog lay down with a cat it was sort of tolerated. The first big scandal was of course at the beginning of the 20th Century when Courageous Cat and Minute Mouse had an affair. They stayed clandestine for a long time while their show was popular but when the truth came out they had to move to Cuba and live in exile with other people in the same boat. They eventually broke up but not because they were of different species. It was more a sexual problem. You see he was indeed a “minute” mouse.
(Tweeting my ass through Tinseltown, The Tweety Bird Story, By Tweety Bird, Warner Brothers Pocket Books, 1989)

Tweeting my ass through Tinseltown

Top Cat was one smooth and sexy dude. I mean he was the leader of a gang of cats from Do or Die Bed Stuy and he never went anywhere without his posse. He was a pioneer in the precursor to rap in the spoken word musical area as he was a cat that did some jazzy scat. Tweety was enraptured by his tough guy appeal. His scars from when he was shot. He had nine lives so he had been in some tough scrapes before. So he seemed very sexy to the young and innocent sweet little chickadee. She first met him when he did a scat interlude in her first big hit “Baby Tweet me one more time.” She couldn’t keep her feathers closed around him.
(Tweeting my ass through Tinseltown, The Tweety Bird Story, By Tweety Bird, Warner Brothers Pocket Books, 1989)

Tweeting my ass through Tinseltown

When Tweety Bird first burst on the scene, she caused a sensation in Cartoon Town. The Avian community was enchanted by her sweet and wholesome sex appeal. Many of Cartoon towns Lothario’s rushed to hit on her. Senator Foghorn Leghorn offered her a job as intern with the Foreign Relations committee in the hope of some more personal relations. Tommy the Toucan kept sending her boxes of cereal and telling her he would eat pecans out of her shit, he loved her so much. Daffy Duck stuttered even more than usual when he tried to ask her out. But she spurned all of them as she wanted to stay chaste until she married. Her father Billy Ray had been a one hit wonder and was watching out for her and keeping these pigs at bay. But then one day, she met Top Cat. And all bets were off.
(Tweeting my ass through Tinseltown, The Tweety Bird Story, By Tweety Bird, Warner Brothers Pocket Books, 1989)

Waddaya think of your Moses now, see.....

Every time the professor posts about another tax increase or campaign promise dropped or other lie all I can think of is Edward G. Robinson in the Ten Commandments. There he was in his tunic and sandals and black socks after they had built the golden calf. And all old Eddie could spit out was:


Waddaya think of your Moses now, see.....

Hey what snack are you going to grab? That's snack pal, keep it clean.

So this time of year sucks. I am always running between appointments to pick up the information to do tax returns and I never have time to sit down and get something to eat. I mean I would like nothing better than to sit in a restaurant or a diner and have a burger or a steak or plate of pasta and some wine. But I just don't have time. So I usually grab something from a cart or a pizza store and eat while I am walking to the next appointment. So what would you guys like to nosh on in between stops?

A nice juicy hot dog with kraut and mustard. I love dirty water dogs from the cart. The dirtier the better. I never get sick from them because I have a cast iron stomach. My wife scieves them because one time we were driving from the West Side highway and saw them loading up the carts from the warehouse before pushing them onto the side streets. And they had all the food on the floor. The street. She freaked. I just thought it gave it flavor.

A knish. Specifically a standard potato knish. Now a maven like ricpic is going to say you need to get the homemade style or maybe a spinach one or some other foolishness. Me, I like a standard one. Split down the middle. With mustard on it. Just like I like my women. Oh shit, too much information.

A standard slice of pizza. No toppings. No Chicago deep dish shit. Not even a Sicilian. Just a regular slice that you grab from the store. Reheated of course. You know I measure the economy from a slice of pizza. When I was a kid in the 1960's a regular slice was a nickel. My mom would give me a quarter for lunch and I could get two slices and a grape soda from the machine. Now pizza is $2.50 a slice.

Last but not least, an ice cream cone for you guys with a sweet tooth. Not as filling as our other choices. And I must admit in Manhattan in the summer there is a Taystee Freeze truck just about every three blocks. Just long enough in between for me to finish a cone. So I really mean about three or four cones. But you get what I mean. Plus now I can post a lot of pictures of hot chicks licking cones. Sweet.

Anyway, those are your choices. What do you want to chow down on dudes and dudettes?

Well it looks like most of you guys would like to poll Nigella, so to speak.

Well it looks like you guys want Nigella's cherry. So to speak.

She is the landslide winner of our host you most like to stuff. Final results:

Nigella 52
Giada Little Big Head 39
Rachel Ray 24
Ina the Barefoot Contessa 9
Jamie Oliver 8


Once again the most number of votes ever!!!!!!!!! Thanks to everyone who voted.

Next up, what snack are you going to grab in between stops.

Asking the guestions that have to be asked.

Hello, I am from the ASCPA and I was wondering something. Do you know an RH Hardin? You were seen getting into an unmarked van with him after he gave you a bag of candy corn. What?
No I don't want to buy any insurance.

Today's gratuitous bath tub scene, asks what happened to Meade?

Everybody has been asking me what happened to Meade? I mean he has popped in a comment here and there but not the way he used to so what's up? I just want to assure you he is just busy. In fact he told me he is on the road a lot meeting up with some of his fellow commenters. This is a photo of his meetup with RH Hardin. I mean I don't really want to know what this is all about.

Hey that speech wasn't all that bad.

Man all anyone is talking about it Govenor Jindal's response to the Presidents speech. I mean they criticized his appearance and his cadence and the content of what he said. Althouse thought that a lot of the criticism was racist. I hate that stuff.

Why must they always stereotype people? It's just not right.

Wait a minute, lets have a heart to heart.

Frank Cannon: I want to ask you about the freight shipments that have gone missing. But I have another question.
Renee Stubber: What's that Mr. Cannon.
Frank Cannon: Who does your hair, Gumby?
Renee Stubber: Hey if you like the drapes you should see the carpet. You would really dig it.
Frank Cannon: Yeah well, I would like to see my pisce-a-deale but that ain't gonna happen any time soon.
(The Rip-off, Directors Cut, Cannon, 1972)

Welcome blogging cockroach!!!

Welcome to our pal the blogging cockroach who was nice enough to drop by last night. You should know that we have been leaving meatballs behind the stove for you for a while so enjoy buddy.

A quick note though. When I stole this image off the internet, it came with the title "first drawing of Archy." That leads me to believe that the blogging cockroach and Sir Archy are one and the same. I could be a detective. And not just because I look like Frank Cannon.

The work is piling up.

Boy I am really busy today and will be posting more tonight.

Todays gratuitous bathtub photo says: tickle me with a white feather.

Today's mystery gratuitous bathtub photo asks, who am I? She was the sexy slave of a mob boss who walked around in sandals and black socks in one of his most ridiculous screen roles and often played the Indian princess. And not the one who was on Slumdog Millionarie.

Laura Bush's Dairy

Well I was trying to watch the rasslin matches last night when George comes in to tell me that Barry O was talking to a joint session of Congress. I thought that was strange since it wasn't time for the State of the Union. I mean he has barely been President for a month and he already has to speak to Congress.

Anyway W insists that we watch to see if he would throw us under the bus, which he does of course. Now I understand how partisanship works but he was laying it on a little thick. The changes he wants sound great and all at first glance, I mean who doesn't want affordable health care. But who is going to pay for it all. Not that we ever worried about that but we were buying cool stuff like bombs and planes and blowing shit up. Not spending money so chubby welfare moms in Detroit can get stomach band surgery so they could look like Beyonce. I mean I can't believe that they are going to spend all that money on plastic surgery. They can do so much with simple every day items that really don't cost that much but improve their quality of life.

That's what W and I do. I mean you know that we like costumes. And props. But what I like best is when we role play. I especially like when W dress up like my favorite romance novels. I got him this really cool wig and he looks just like Fabio when he puts it on. Then we play proper Southern Bell and stable boy or English Lady and Italian gondola driver. That's my favorite cause W really knows what to do with the little man in the canoe.

Anyway we talked to the President elect about the pressures of the office and how they had to find some recreation with a peer group that would keep their secrets. You know someone who had as much to lose as they did. I mean that's why I never minded when Condi joined in some of our role play. Especially when we acted out the scenes from Mandingo. I know when I mentioned that to the Obama's, Barry's ears perked up. I think he sees himself as a Ken Norton kind of guy. But Michelle was appalled. I guess she is very straight laced.

I just don't think she is worthy of the Sisterhood of the Traveling First Ladies Underpants. Yet.

"Red Will" Danaher: I'll count three, and if you're not out of the house by then, I'll loose the dogs on you.

Thornton: If you say "three," mister, you'll never hear the man count "ten."

"Red Will Danaher" Not you and twenty Dolan's with yer.

(The Quiet Man, 1952)

Important Monument Decision!

The was a very important monument decision made today. They moved the monuments from the old Yankee stadium and they decided to move the Babe Ruth monument first. They are completing the final touches on the new stadium.

I had seasons tickets for 22 years but I gave them up after we were married for a year. It is too much of a commitment to go to the game every night when you are married. You have to work on one commitment at a time. So to speak.

A-Rod is back in action.

The Yankees had their first preseason game with the Blue Jays today and A-Rod got a home run. As opposed to getting hit on which happens to him whenever he takes his shirt off in Central Park.

Here his cousin Lem is giving him a rub down before he hits the bodega for a 24 pack of Bud nips and a long night of commenting.

Giada talks about her breasts?

Well about her chicken breasts. Or her chicken cutlets which she stuffs her bra with. Just sayn'

Here is a recipe from her Food Network web site. Enjoy.

Ingredients
3 tablespoons olive oil
1 teaspoon chopped fresh rosemary leaves
1 teaspoon chopped fresh thyme leaves
1 teaspoon chopped fresh Italian parsley leaves
Salt and freshly ground black pepper
8 (3-ounces each) chicken cutlets
1 1/2 cups Simple Tomato Sauce, recipe follows or purchased marinara sauce
1/2 cup shredded mozzarella
16 teaspoons grated Parmesan
2 tablespoons unsalted butter, cut into pieces

Directions
Preheat the oven to 500 degrees F.
Stir the oil and herbs in a small bowl to blend. Season with salt and pepper. Brush both sides of the cutlets with the herb oil. Heat a heavy large oven-proof skillet over high heat. Add the cutlets and cook just until brown, about 2 minutes per side. Remove the skillet from the heat.
Spoon the marinara sauce over and around the cutlets. Sprinkle 1 teaspoon of mozzarella over each cutlet, then sprinkle 2 teaspoons of Parmesan over each. Sprinkle the butter pieces atop the cutlets. Bake until the cheese melts and the chicken is cooked through, about 3 to 5 minutes.

Simple Tomato Sauce:
1/2 cup extra-virgin olive oil
1 small onion, chopped
2 cloves garlic, chopped
1 stalk celery, chopped
1 carrot, chopped
Sea salt and freshly ground black pepper
2 (32-ounce) cans crushed tomatoes
4 to 6 basil leaves
2 dried bay leaves
4 tablespoons unsalted butter, optional
In a large casserole pot, heat oil over medium high heat. Add onion and garlic and saute until soft and translucent, about 2 minutes. Add celery and carrots and season with salt and pepper. Saute until all the vegetables are soft, about 5 minutes. Add tomatoes, basil, and bay leaves and simmer covered on low heat for 1 hour or until thick. Remove bay leaves and check for seasoning. If sauce still tastes acidic, add unsalted butter, 1 tablespoon at a time to round out the flavors.
Add half the tomato sauce into the bowl of a food processor. Process until smooth. Continue with remaining tomato sauce.
If not using all the sauce, allow it to cool completely and pour 1 to 2 cup portions into freezer plastic bags. This will freeze up to 6 months.

Happy Ash Wednesday?

Happy Ash Wednesday? One of my clients wished me a Happy Ash Wednesday. I mean it is not a holiday that is really happy. It is a fast day and a holy day of obligation so you have to fit in a quick mass. Along with everything else you have to do. Now I ain't complaining. At least we don't have to drink that Kabala water.

Today's gratuitous bath tub scene takes us back to the Carter Administration.

Today's gratuitous bathtub scene takes us back to the Carter Administration. I thought of it when a commenter mention good old jimmy. Here is a picture of Jimmy and Rosalyn in the bathtub from that famous Playboy interview where he wanted to come off as a regular guy. You can almost here a "malaise" speech in the background.

Oh wait a minute, I have the TV on. Shit, I hate when that happens.

Wait a minute Little Big Head is not in first place anymore!

Well it looks like Nigella's fans have woke up and she is now in first place. But I wouldn't put all of my bread in one basket because there is still plenty of time left.

I am with Knox and Lawgiver, I voted for the Barefoot Contessa. She has the best recipes and seems by far to be the nicest of the group. Plus she has a rockin house in the Hamptons.

Todays gratuitous bathtub photo asks: where's the rest of me?

Barbie would always be in the bathtub with Ken but he was always looking over his shoulders for his rare clumbers and that pastel sweater the would tie over his shoulders. That's why you would have to sneak into your sisters room and put the naked GI Joe in the bathtub positioned behind Barbie who would be ready doggie style.

Never failed to cause a commotion. Especially if good old GI Joe had her secret place in his kung fu grip.

Welcome Big Guy!!!

Sure while I was away, Palladian decides to stop by and drop a comment or two. Just like a gay guy to try to sneak in the back door. So to speak.

Anyway I was out of touch for most of the Titus speculation and didn't comment much other that what I usually say. That is that Titus has his own style that doesn't necessarily work all the time but is often funny. Especially dropped like a big steaming turd in a thread that has the usual pedantic blowhards ipso facto each other. Palladian is right that every so often Titus does seem pissed off and can jot off a nasty comment or two. But hey we are can get our knickers in a twist.

One thing I want to clear up. Although Palladian tries to come off as this cynical curmudgeon he is in fact one of the nicest people you could happen to meet. I am proud to call him a friend. Don't let his pose fool you, he is one of the good guys.

I think Titus is too!

But as I often say to my wife, hey what the fuck do I know?

Sorry I was busy!

I am busy for a couple of days and all hell breaks loose! We had a rough show the last few days as we hit three shows: Curve, Courtelle, and Moda. We found some great new companies and had it out with some of old suppliers. You will be hearing about our big problems with Tadashi in the next few weeks. All in all it was a good couple of days. We found a great new handbag supplier so we can give our old one the heave ho after some crap he pulled. We also found a very interesting sleep and lounge wear company that might be great. And we found a really nice California dress company that will fit right in. It was exhausting but rewarding.

Back to the old routine tomorrow.

Rachel Ray's Behind. Again.

Rachel Ray's behind. Again. You guys really seem to like Little Big Head Giada De Laurentis. That's what the guys at Television Without Pity call Miss De Laurentis. And the shoe fits. Or the hat.

We will be at the show again on Monday looking for ginormous bras and other stuff so posting will again have to wait until night-time. So talk among yourselves and remember everyone is welcome to pinch a loaf here at Trooper York's.

Anyway I hope we can beat the record for votes again. Let's get behind our favorites. So to speak.

Hey she shouldn't have listened to that CD about poop!

It seems that it is not as easy as you think it is to listen to a cd with scatological humor in it. It's dangerous. So today we have a gratuitous falling on the floor in front of a bathtub photo.

Hey we found a new vendor

So we just came back from Curve the lingerie show and found a few new vendors. We found a great new sleep wear vendor who has interest silk lounge wear and a new vendor for panties. But as we were sitting in the sock guys booth I noticed a bra hanging in a booth across the aisle. It was big. Very big. Fuckin' big. So after we put our sock order in we went over to check it out.
It seems that they have bra's up to a size 48K which is basically as big as your head, if you had one of those Easter Island heads. We are getting a few in the store for the ladies who have the really big bazooms.

I thought all of you guys interested in retail would be interested in all the details.

Or at least the pictures.

Hey cut Titus a break!

So the professor has started another one of her periodic referendums on our pal Titus. She casually noted that she was thinking of putting out a cd of her reading some of his performance art and as usual the comments came hot and heavy. A lot of people had a lot to say who don't really contribute a lot. I know Palladian finds Titus's act sort of tiresome but I think it just embarrasses him as a gay dude as he doesn't think it is all that funny or interesting and that the sexual adventures are over the top and the bathroom humor is not funny. As a businessman I feel that if the Professor thinks she could make some dough off of it she should do it. I respect where Palladian is coming from, you hate it when one of your people does shit that you feel makes you look bad. I feel the same when that fucking Bono starts his commie whining, it's a disgrace to Irishmen everywhere. But the rest of the commenters should produce some funny stuff before opening their pie holes.

Cause you know opinions are like assholes. Everybody has one. Just some are more stinky than others.

Rachel Ray's Behind.

That is to say she is losing in our poll. In third place as a matter of fact. So if you like her get your butt in gear. I know Knox is voting for her on every computer she can get her hands on. So let's get behind Rachel. So to speak.

We will be at the Javits center tomorrow for another apparel show so posting will be light until the evening. Talk amongst yourselves and don't be mean. I mean you have already chased Meade away and I can't lose any more commenters.

Screw that Oscar crap I will be watching Cleopatra Jones Sunday night.

Right on Soul Sister!

Hey Sunday night it's the Oscars!

So like the original Oscar Madison, I am going to sit back in my lawn chair and have a beer because I don't care who wins or loses.

If you want to find about all that Oscar stuff you have to check out blake's blog at http://bitmaelstrom.blogspot.com/ because he knows all the inside movie stuff.