Saturday, January 8, 2011


I only know three things about the Green Hornet:

  1. I watched it when I was a kid but can't remember a single thing about it.
  2. That Bruce Lee co-starred and I know this because of all the Bruce Lee bios I've watched.
  3. I will not be seeing the remake, even if you paid me.
The purpose of this post is to inform you that Syfy will be airing the original series on Tuesday, Jan 11 from 10 am through 11pm. I guess that makes four things I know about the Green Hornet. I'll set the DVR and see what memories are aroused and if I find it entertaining all these years later.


“Obscure, yet cool.  I made my bathroom into a Doctor Who T.A.R.D.I.S. It’s like an outhouse inside the building.  It even has a 1960s period working landline phone.”

Where's the is a contest on BBC America. The Tardis looks like on old fashioned British telephone call box but is, in scifi, Dr Who's time traveling machine. The point is to submit a picture of your homemade Tardis and if you win you get a special Dr Who screening for you and 50 of your closest friends. Some of the posted entries are really good and really clever.

“Yeah, I made it. It’s OK to be jealous…”

NYC Squirrel TARDIS Restored to Proper Dimensions 
“The wily squirrels of New York City’s Tompkins Square Park apparently knew all too well that a TARDIS is supposed to be bigger on the inside than the outside.”

TARDIS Materializes at Massachusetts Institute of Technology
“The TARDIS appeared on Building 7 on the 26th of August, reappearing on the Great Dome (which, according to the Boston Globe, is uber impressive) on the 30th. I really really want the next stop to be Rose Wharf or Faneuil Hall or someplace similar, just to keep this going.”

Thursday, January 6, 2011


My nephew's puppy, Maggie, found the cake especially tasty.

Just before Christmas, Mark of Tales of the Sissy, posted his recipe for an Eggnog Bunt Cake. It sounded yummy and easy and was designated as one of the desserts I would make for Christmas dinner.

For the cake, use your favorite white cake mix; substitute eggnog for the water; and use the whole egg instead of just the whites and bake according to direction. After the cake cools, cover it in a simple glaze of powdered sugar and water.

Everyone loved it and my mom, who is not a cake lover, asked me to make again since there wasn't any left over.

Thanks for the great recipe Mark. Next up, his Cranberry/Orange Bunt.
Maggie looks all innocent but is anything but.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011


Bradley Cooper is one of my favorite celebrity crushes and it's not because he is so handsome or because he has a great body or the most beautiful blue eyes but when he flashes that smile, I just want to melt. I give you ample evidence to enjoy.


Today I visited Chicago's Mug Shots and as usual, they were short on lookers but rich in ewwww's.

This one I like.

Looks like an outtake for International Male circa 1985.

A little rednecky for my taste.

My first thought was NERD ALERT then I read his crimes: Murder, Attempted Murder, Sexual Assault and Arson. I guess he confused reality with World of Warcraft.

Prostitution - who'd pay for this?

Different person, same crime and same question: Prostitution - who'd pay for this?

At least this one went for the librarian look.

I can see her earning a living but this must be her first arrest. She's going to loose it.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011


I don't think I have ever been so smitten and in lust as I am with Matt, sorry Jakey. It took me a while but I finally tracked down the photographer, Scott Barnes and his blog Scott B Blog, and I'll let him tell you in his own words about Matt.
In a delightful, small town in Michigan, we met our friends Tom and Lizzie from Chicago, who invited us to get a way for a few days to help them celebrate their 12th wedding anniversary.
Yesterday the four of us were wandering antique shops. Believe it or not, I didn't get the seemingly-required gay "antiquing" gene, nor did I think about Michigan's being north — and likely to be considerably colder than it was in Indianapolis. I didn't bring gloves or a heavy coat; I was cold. 
And so I separated from Jay, Tom and Lizzie. And I convinced a cute local boy to meet me at our hotel to let me photograph him. 
My life sucks, I know.

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