Not sure how this escaped my notice a few weeks ago, but: Porpoises Recue Dick Van Dyke
The show I’m part of, SF’s Hubba Hubba Revue, just won major accolades from The Travel Channel– named as one of the top ten burlesque shows in the world!!!
…because I just missed a hell of a picture.
A middle-aged Asian woman in “leisure pants” (not sure of a better word) and flip-flops. Slowly walking down my street. Carrying a glass jar full of marble-sized spherical white objects of some sort. And a 4-foot snake.
My mom forwarded me an offer for a “free weekend of eHarmony.”
1. Gee thanks.
2. Pretty sure they wouldn’t take me anyway.
3. Wait– what is she doing looking into things like that?!?
That would be one of the best compliments I’ve ever gotten. Courtesy of dear, dear friend Jewel of Denial.
It’s in reference to a rather legendary room party I have come to host every year at the annual Burlesque Hall of Fame Pageant in Las Vegas. I’m part of the production team; it’s my favorite weekend of the entire year and it is NEXT WEEKEND!!
These had me crying tears of laughter…
News account: Fake yo-yo trickster fools every TV station everywhere. A guy who has been duping morning talk shows in the midwest claiming to be a yo-yo champion; but when he’s on the air and the camera is rolling, he is anything but.
And this video from Youtube:
A few weeks ago, I posted a story about my t-shirt saving me from Jehovah’s witnesses. The t-shirt has this design screenprinted on it:
The other day, I happened to be wearing the shirt. I went into a Chipotle restaurant and ordered a burrito.
The guy behind the counter pointed at my shirt and said “whoooooooa!”
I demanded his soul on the spot.
I just had a hay fever sneeze so violent that it merited a muffled “bless you!” shouted up through the floor from the neighbor below.
This morning, a couple of Jehovah’s Witnesses just happened to be walking by when I took the dogs out for their morning poop. And they just happened to approach me and tried to catch my attention. We made eye contact and they moved in for the kill; but something caused them to pause and then continue on without addressing me.
I’m guessing it was my t-shirt that has, printed on the front, a fake name tag that looks like this: