dirtier fingernails & cleaner minds |
Of the United States of his day, the American Indian Cowboy Humorist and Trick Roper Will Rogers said: "What the country needs is dirtier fingernails and cleaner minds." It's what I need too. |
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Notes"Mexico City’s Zocalo was surrounded by more than 11 tons of bread Monday when thousands of bakers from around the city created a 1,600-meter-long Rosca de Reyes, a sweet, dry bread Mexicans eat in celebration of the Nativity’s three wise men."The Los Angeles Times La Plaza Blog
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Freda: I love these. They feel like childhood. I especially like this one, featuring none other than Skeletor, every 80s child’s favorite/most feared villian.
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Miss Sinaloa and the Seven Narcos
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Cynthia learns the truth about Santa, by Ruben Bolling
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Freda: I’m far from home for Christmas and trying to get in the spirit of the holiday while surround by palm trees and strangers. While going through photographs of family Christmases past, I found this: My uncle, circa 2005, at my childhood home in Fort Bragg, California. In our family, Christmas often means Dungeoness crab and, if I’m lucky, tequila. Demonstrating both, Uncle Mike wears his David apron and Santa hat and poses with dinner.
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Freda: Tom Tomorrow, I love you.
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Freda: Shipping containers as housing have long been an obsession. This is a radical high-end rendition.
wreckandsalvage: “This weeHouse used ‘container siding’ which is cement fiberboard (sometimes referred to as Hardy Panel) that’s been painted with an oxidizing paint. There are actually small metal fragments in the paint that oxidize over time so the patina of the paint continues to evolve.” here
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Freda: This is my Christmas this year, and I’m not sure that’s a good thing. It all depends on how my Elvis “summertime kisses” casserole turns out.
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Rockabilly kids at Mexico City’s Tianguis Cultural del Chopo, by monophonic.grrrl
We went here today to see Mexico City’s goth/punk/”dark” weekend market, an amazing, buzzing spectacle.
I have never in my life seen such beautiful pompadours.
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Photo essay on “the Evangelical Ivy League” by Jona Frank
“Patrick Henry was founded in 2000 by Michael Farris, one of the leaders in the home schooling movement. As a constitutional lawyer, Farris had fought for the rights of Christian conservative families to teach their children at home. Public schools, with the sex-ed classes and gay student clubs were, “Godless monstrositites,” he once wrote (an incendiary quote that has haunted him in his political career, which he instructs his press-savvy students never to repeat).”
- Link Actress in Christmas pageant dies in 25-foot fall
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"The New York apartments and lofts which were once the scenes of old-fashioned drunken carnage — slurred speech, broken crockery, broken legs and arms, broken marriages and broken dreams — are now the scene of parties where both friendships and glassware survive intact. Everyone comes on time, behaves well, drinks a little wine, eats a few tiny canapés, and leaves on time. They all still drink, but no one gets drunk anymore. Neither do they smoke. What on earth has happened?"
Susan Cheever in the NY Times. She’s got only a stuffy, self-righteous appreciation of the old, drunken New York ways, but her central observation — that NYC has become dreadfully staid — has struck me as well.
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"In these troubled times of war and craptastic financial news, are we yearning once again for leading manly men with comfortingly warm pelts in which to hide our anxious faces?"
Jessi Klein on The Return of Chest Hair.
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Peckers
Freda: A lesson in the beauty of cringe-laughing.
rileydog: Lately, my fifth-grade son has been drawing boobs and peckers on his class assignments. My wife Susie brings home one of Danny’s construction paper artworks with a Post-It Note from the teacher attached that says, “Please re-enforce the message that this imagery is inappropriate.” The imagery appears to be a set of testicles with a giant phallus pointing straight down. I could argue to Mrs. Peterson that an archetype is working through Danny, but I don’t. One of my work-crews roofed her house last summer. Instead, I write on the return-note, “Sure, okay,” because Susie says she can’t deal with this embarrassment. She volunteers in Danny’s class on Tuesdays. Danny says the picture is of a coyote riding a unicycle.
