Fact: the internet is a great place to air out your mind’s eye. Let’s do this!
I’m not so into weighing in on the same old things everyone else is, and none of us are here for that. However, one pop culture phenomenon I have stuck in my craw is the character Bob Benson on Mad Men.
Who is he? Of course the internethas already asked that questionmany times over. I’m forever hearing it last when it comes to real-time TV. In fact, I like to delay my DVR viewings for marathon slob sessions, so I’m not up on recaps and I’ve adapted modern-times habits like not reading twitter too carefully on certain days of the week to avoid spoilers.
Things I usually do instead of reading recaps or watching episodes unfold in real time:
– Gently defocus my eyes while I’m working to give everything a dream-sequence feel
– Abstractly wonder what are all of the things I’ve forgotten
– Stare into space (that kind of combines the first two)
But for some reason I have a passionate theory about who this character is, and I would like to share my thought. I simply think he’s pulling a Kramer.
I can’t believe I’m posting this nearly 48 hours after the last episode has aired. Are you hearing it last, or just differently? I don’t know if I’m ready for this ride!
Just for laughs, I like to head on over to Zazzle every once in a blue one and do a search for something that will make me laugh. Nothing like it opens up my flow-hole when I’m at the office, penned in like an animal, with some sort of mental blockage. Funny sayings and inside jokes emblazoned in wacky yet common typefaces on manufactured goods ranging from ballcaps to keychains – mousepads to notepads? Sign me up for a stroll along this riverbank of creativity and fun – and then let me get back to making high-quality television, please.
Today I read about a lady in Denver who tried to get out of jury duty by acting wacky. In addition to an ensemble of red lipstick, black eyebrows, reindeer socks and mismatched shoes (or Christmas Kristen as I call it) she sported a cool t-shirt that said “Ask Me About My Bestseller.” Now, that’s what I call style AND substance.
I immediately hit the Zazz (who has time for 2 syllables these days?) and did a search for “Ask Me About My.” You name it, and somebody has already designed a cool mug or button with this cool catchphrase. Just fill in the blank with a body part, a disease, or a medical procedure and you’ve got a hit item for sale.
Then I saw this one.
Instead of filing this away into the abyss of my existence where the hours of 9 AM to 7 PM normally go, I took a look at the clock and decided to “blog that Zazz.”
Hear It Here Last is a place of positivity, so here’s all of the cool things this shirt has going for it:
It’s suspenseful – Don’t ask me about my grandkids. “Okay, why?” They died in a fire!
It draws the viewer in. Did the person wearing this set the fire? Did they escape and leave the grandchildren inside? Are the grandchildren’s parents still alive or were they also killed in the fire? If they are still alive AND it’s the grandparent’s fault, have they forgiven them?
It has 2 fonts – one sophisticated, the other playful.
It says it all – yet it says nothing – yet it conveys the heaviest sentiment of all – “You don’t even want to know the grief I’m living right now.”
Tired of explaining life’s tragedies? Wear the words and take the weight off your shoulders. Zazzle it.
So I was watching the cinematic triumph “Bringing Down the House” the other day. Before I continue, I’d just like to say that every blog entry in the history of time should start this way.
Anyhoo, I love Queen Latifah. She’s classy, a talented comedienne, singer, etc. and a good role model. What’s not to love? She’s had an enduring career spanning all the performing arts and her persona exudes easy going positivity.
Hats off to you Dana Owens. Oh what’s that? Sure I would love to come over to your mansion n New Jersey and have some iced tea by the pool.
Note to self: add her books to summer reading list.
Anyway, this homage has a burning question yearning below the surface. Everybody knows her hit Ladies First, the catchy feminist rap anthem that has stood the test of time. Everybody especially knows the catchy chorus.
WHY OH WHY then on current available recordings is the best chorus in the world replaced with a horn sample? I can’t find anything about why the Ladies First chorus would disappear – rights issues, what have you. I can’t find out what the horn sample is from either. Who took the sweet melody out of Ladies First?