Friday, April 24, 2009

Ultraviolet Magic


Just smile on that tanning bed and whiten your teeth while browing your skin.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Worlds Oldest Puppies

Time to become dogs already.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Drive In Hotel


Who needs a bellman or a luggage cart, when you can just drive right in.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Desperate Restaurant


What was Peter the signmaker thinking? People don't want private parties I tell you... They just want to drink drink drink.

Monday, March 23, 2009

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Skewers For Everyone


This is the place to eat when you really don't like someone.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Nudist Bar


Miller Lite - The official beer of Nudist Bars. (Nudists definitely need to watch their calories)
Come on in and take off your clothes.

Saturday, March 07, 2009

5 Star Hotel

Last week, I had some business meetings in Washington DC that were held at a 5 star hotel. Since that level of hotel is a rare event for me, I couldn't resist commentary here.

When you arrive, there is the army of bellhops, doormen, etc that you would expect - 1 person for each bag. On the way up to the room, I noticed there was a bench in the back of the elevator. I had never seen that before, but the elevators were on one side of a long rectangular building and as luck would have it, my room was at the other, a good 5 minute walk down the hall. So the benches were nice because I was usually tired by the time I got to the eleavator. Upon arriving at my room, I noticed the two pieces below on a table.



I thought these were the salt and pepper shakers for the room service, but the bellhop assured me they were just decorations. The room was filled with hoity toity books on mansions, yachts, and other interesting subjects that nobody would ever read. Good thing they delivered the paper of my choice each morning for the throne room.

The room was also devoid of other convenience items. There was no iron and ironing board (how gauche). I assume they wanted me to send my shirts out to get pressed, but that would have cost more than buying new ones. There was no coffee maker (how gauche), but you could order a pot delivered to your room for only slightly less than Juan Valdez's monthly salary (assuming you passed on the $30 room service breakfast).

The night stand had more of the salt and pepper shakers and a bottle of water imported in a glass bottle from Norway.

Of course there was no clock radio (how gauche), so a wakeup call was the only option. But no snooze alarm there. There was a tiny 2 inch cube clock on the desk that had time and temperature (in case I didnt believe the thermostat on the wall)



And the WiFi in the room was an extra charge. I have to travel again next week. It will be so nice to stay in the Holiday Inn.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Feeling Lucky?

New Yorker's jaywalk anyway.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Mommy, What's A Typewriter?


Or a facsimilie for that matter.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Tool Belt


Still catching up with Halloween

Monday, October 27, 2008

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Turning Japanese

With GM facing bankruptcy, Mary Kay abandons Cadillac for Lexus

Monday, October 20, 2008

Every Yankee Fans Dream

I know it's sour grapes, but today is that magic day....

Yes, it's the day that both the Mets and Red Sox are out of it. Hey, our guys got the better tee times.

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Uh Huh

Does anyone believe that Chevron really wants us to use less gas? Talk about insulting PR.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Back Where I Started

Long story short, I was blogging under my old domain/website. Got distracted by life and let the site go and the domain got cybersquatted. I decided I missed blogging, so here I am. I'm going to do a new website for my galleries (I already have the new domain) but I think I will just blog here. So, welcome back, hope I can still make you laugh and think.


Last winter when I shot this, the beepers would have been the funny part. I guess now the sad part is (was) the easy money. Did we ever screw ourselves - and our kids - and their kids.

Friday, October 06, 2006

Thursday, October 05, 2006