Trooper York: The logo search continues

Thursday, July 10, 2014

The logo search continues

This is the newest entry. I don't know if the way the word "boobies" is set off but Lisa likes it.

It is still a work in progress.

19 comments:

Evi L. Bloggerlady said...: Here's a logo!

How low can they go!; July 10, 2014 at 6:06 PM
Evi L. Bloggerlady said...: I referenced up and coming College Insurrection on this...; July 10, 2014 at 7:05 PM
rcocean said...: We need less Logos, and more half-naked chicks, sandwiches, and pictures of you guys having fun.

And by "we", I mean "me".; July 10, 2014 at 11:02 PM
rcocean said...: That aside, I like the Logo as is. Of course, I'm not about to fly to NYC and buy underwear. My wife buys it.; July 10, 2014 at 11:03 PM
MamaM said...: It's all fun and games until someone needs a logo. Then the half naked chicks, sandwiches and fun times take the back seat, while the pair driving the money wagon rumble on looking at tilted boobies.; July 11, 2014 at 1:47 AM
Lem the artificially intelligent said...: Did you know...

Babe Ruth, the greatest of all time, made his major league day view 100 years ago today.

Well, technically it was yesterday.; July 12, 2014 at 12:37 AM
chickelit said...: "In the beginning was the logos"; July 12, 2014 at 10:26 AM
MamaM said...: In the beginning...

Followed by boobies soon after!; July 12, 2014 at 4:30 PM
windbag said...: Do you have a spokesman/mascot yet?; July 12, 2014 at 6:15 PM
MamaM said...: Do you have this stuff in your mental repertoire, windbag, or is this what shows up when one goes looking for boobies???

Either way, it's impressively off center, like the boobies swinging in the trap up top.; July 12, 2014 at 8:16 PM
windbag said...: Unfortunately, I don't forget anything trivial. Important stuff escapes me at times, but crap like that is stuffed into mental drawers, making appearances at sometimes the worst possible moment (although for maximum hilarity...at least from my perspective).

One of my favorite stories about my trivial memory goes back to a trip my wife and I took. We were driving through Ohio and stopped to visit some friends who had moved there. When we got off the exit, I asked my wife if she remembered being there before. "Uh...no...but I'm sure you do." Yep. We had exited there on our honeymoon and ate dinner one night about ten years prior. As we approached the end of the exit ramp, I told her to look to the right and that she'd see an Arby's about 200 yards down on the right. It was there. She asked me, "Okay, what was I wearing?" I told her she was wearing her green and white striped polo shirt.

My mind is not right.

One of the disturbing things as I cruise into my 50s is that I'm forgetting stuff more and more now. Perhaps because my brain is filled with exit ramps and retarded cop videos? I'm not nearly as adamant about things anymore, because I'm just not quite sure.

Another example of the trivial level at which my brain operates comes from this evening. We were watching "What About Bob?" There's a scene where he calls his shrink from a payphone and there's a hooker standing there. She's in the camera view about 10 or 15 seconds. I saw her and said, "Hey, that's Aida Turturro, Tony Soprano's sister." Why would I notice that and why would I know who she is?; July 12, 2014 at 9:53 PM
windbag said...: Short answer to your question, MamaM, I recalled that from years ago. No search necessary for that one.; July 12, 2014 at 10:12 PM
MamaM said...: While the short answer takes care of the question, wingbag, the long one provides more rabbit trails and opportunities for response.

I like the "Uh...no...but I'm sure you do.". While that type of memory might not be her forte, at least she knows you! For a guy with a mind that's no quite right, that's a good thing!; July 13, 2014 at 2:31 AM
windbag said...: She remembers numbers. Like all of her family's SSNs. My wife is a programmer, and very left-brained, as is the rest of her family. All engineer types.; July 13, 2014 at 9:04 AM
Dust Bunny Queen said...: Windbag sounds like my husband. We can watch a show and ...boom... he recognizes the most obscure actors/actresses and not only that but remembers who they were married to and what other shows they were in. Geeze. I can barely remember anyone's names that I know much less movie or tv actors. I never doubt him.

He is also a car savant. Shown the fender of a car or headlight bezel he can tell you the year, make, model and other stats like what type of engine. He doesn't need to see the full car or truck, just some random parts. Hardly ever stumped.

His eye for detail is amazing. While watching a show, he will notice if the actors shirt was buttoned in one scene and then unbuttoned. Things like hair being out of position from one scene to another. Thank goodness for being able to stop and go back so we can check. Damn!!! he is right again.

I find it astounding and pretty entertaining too.; July 13, 2014 at 12:52 PM
rcocean said...: I think we've forgotten the really important thing here.

Logos and boobies. Focus, People!; July 13, 2014 at 7:31 PM
MamaM said...: Windbag didn't forget. His video contribution not only contained boobies and random shots at moving objects, but also the Ceremonial Passing Around the Shoe. What's more TY than that?; July 13, 2014 at 9:20 PM
MamaM said...: It's possible the man himself is caught in the boobie trap, getting the new store ready.

Good Luck!; July 14, 2014 at 3:20 PM
windbag said...: It's not the hucklebuck, but who can resist dancing boobies?; July 14, 2014 at 5:51 PM

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