Chronicles of the Absurd

Today’s special winner for the Absurd is brought to you by James O’Keefe. Mr. O’Keefe’s one claim to fame was his ground breaking journalism posing as a pimp trying to get his ho a loan from the ACORN office. You remember him right?

Mr. O’Keefe & friends have been having a hard time lately trying to practice their craft. It seems that after being sent to jail for another attempt at an undercover operation where he and his followers dressed as telephone repairmen to gain entry into a Senator’s office (which resulted in a misdemeanor charge…you can’t mess with a republican senator from New Orleans…there is too much oil money), he under the guise of his (and how do we circumvent paying taxes?) non-profit “Project Veritas” have blown it again. But this time, it was one of his own who blew the whistle.

So, in this day and age of where the punker becomes the punkee, what is one of no scruples to do? How is that intern going to pass that editing class without having that material about CNN to show on Fox News? How is the absurdity going to continue!?! Where is the outrage from the anti-masturbatory matrons? Or the men of faith?

Oh, that’s right. Let’s wait for the fair and balanced reporting to take the lead. I think the real investigative journalism is-who is backing this guy and giving him the money to spend on not only a staff, but also for decking out a porno boat.

Which then begs me to ask…”Is the boat available for weekend rentals?”

SPAM ON THE ROAD: Opening a can of Spam

Spam Poster

Well folks, the votes are in and we have a hit. The big bosses, the directors, the newspapers, and the public all love the show. Ticket sales are picking up big time and it looks like we are adding dates left and right. We might even do a sit down for a couple of weeks in Atlantic City after the tour is over. CASINO PAY!!!!!!!!!!!

This show is so much freaking fun. So much! We never stop. I am part of the Ensemble and we never stop. Literally. If we are not on stage we are backstage quick changing and then scrambling back on stage.

The cast is starting to come together quite nicely. Though there are a few who are going to be  a little difficult. Egos sure can fuck things up sometimes. But whatever trouble we are having with personalities they are minor in the grand scheme of things.

I’m a little lonely still. I tend to keep to myself. ( which is probably a smart thing at the moment) I miss Chad.

We left Waterbury, CT early this morning and arrived in Morgantown, WV around 5 tonight. One show tomorrow and then it’s off to University City, PA ( THEN TO CHADLY IN BETHLEHEM. I CAN”T FRICKIN WAIT!!!!!!)

Quote of the week: ” BLOW ME……Lies the cave of Cio Banog”

Come see the show ya’ll,

W.

Respect Your Elders? Fuck You.

I live in a suburban hell community, with its tower of flames also including several retirement communities. I have adjusted my shopping schedules, to accommodate the influx of retirement buses bombarding the grocery store, making a smooth check out nearly impossible. I have curtailed my activities driving in my car between the hours of 9 am to 2 pm in this area as not to have an early heart attack at the stress of trying to navigate my way around all the Buick’s, Oldsmobile’s, and occasional “WTF are you doing in that sports car” driving 15 miles below the speed limit, making turns without indicators, and generally driving around town like lost Asian tourists.

As long as I obey those simple rules, I should save myself some grief. For the most part, I will say that the older folks in my hood are nice people. I can not say the same for the aging generation in Washington County. I spend a lot of time there because that is where our pottery studio is located as well as most of my family.

For some reason, the older folks, esp the older men, in this area are a different breed. They are nasty, self-righteous, and rude. For the SECOND time now, I have had to put these old fucks back in there place, especially when their rude behavior is done in front of my child. Whether I am trying to just get a fucking gallon of milk at the grocery store, selling pottery at a festival, or watching a show at a local theater, these assholes feel entitled to spread their misery over anyone whom seems to be in a good mood, express kindness, or not kiss their asses as if they are walking gods because they have lived longer then 75% of their high school classes.

I don’t think saying excuse me so I could get the kids breakfast milk to an old fucker who is standing in front of the milk gallons for 5 minutes not moving deserves the “I guess its all about you today” snide comment. My response back “Yes, I guess it IS all about me now, since YOUR generation has destroyed anything that was remotely good about this country” and walked away. While walking away down the frozen food isle, I took it upon myself to notify other normal shoppers of the potential danger in the milk isle by announcing loudly to my daughter’s embarrassment: “WARNING: GRUMPY OLD MAN IN THE MILK AISLE, GRUMPY OLD MAN IN THE MILK AISLE”.

So nasty, grumpy, old men in Hagerstown watch out. I am not going to take your shit anymore. And if you are thinking “those old people didn’t ruin America”…think again.

Atlantic City, NJ in Review

Went and actually stayed in Atlantic City, NJ a few nights for the first time in my life.  This was all courtesy of Rob Montgomery.

Let me tell you… INTERESTING place.  Had a great time, but WOW talk about strange places..

First of all, we stayed in a building called the Flagship.

Flagship
Flagship, Atlantic City, NJ

We were on the 11th floor facing north (toward Brigantine, NJ).  I took pictures with my cell phone and made a collage of which I am quite proud.

Collage of View from Flagship
My collage of photos of the view from the 11th floor balcony. That's Absecon Inlet and Brigantine, NJ in the background.

If you click on the picture above you can see the full blown image.  It’s pretty neat!  Take notice of the boardwalk that is crumbling.  Atlantic City is literally crumbling in some areas and being rebuilt in others. What made the boardwalk so interesting is that people used it freely everyday all the time walking around barricades and ignoring warnings of the whole thing being unsafe.  There were parts where you could fall through human sized holes into the crashing surf below.  Obviously this boardwalk had taken hits from various storms in the past.  The question I have is, why would you build a boardwalk on the water right where the waves break, then put a sea wall behind the boardwalk?  Either way I found this whole thing very interesting.  This boardwalk sits on the north side of AC so maybe the “Noreasters” take their toll.  This boardwalk initially wrapped around to the eastern/ocean side of the island but now it’s so broken up it doesn’t go through.  Here are some pictures of the shoddy boardwalk.

Atlantic City crumbling
Atlantic City crumbling
AC crumbles
Notice the light pole that is broken and laying across the boardwalk toward the back of the photo right after the pole that is still standing.

The casinos were fun.  We spent most of our time at Ballys, Ballys Wild West, and Harrahs.  They are all pretty much the same thing that have the same games.  It’s like choosing between McDonalds or Burger King.  Same shit!  I found myself to be lucky/competent at video poker (of course) and a video slot machine called “bonus party” or “bonus block party”.  I did pretty well.  I’m no high roller but let’s say I had a wonderful time with little expense thanks to my winnings.

What makes AC interesting is the people that gamble.  They come from all walks of life and they are completely obsessed with gambling.  They walk around the casino floor like dazed zombies.  Some of the outfits and hairdo’s were noteworthy.  This next picture was taken by Rob.  This “lady” had an award winning mullet.  Even fringe for lesbian standards.

Award winning AC mullet
Award winning Atlantic City mullet

Well, for what it’s worth, I had a great time.  I’d go back!  I want to end this now before it starts to REALLY become a “what I did last summer” blog (as if it hasn’t already).  Thanks again to Rob Montgomery for the get-away and for introducing me to Mary and Kevin!  Good people!  Good times!

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