Fractured fairy tales from a 50-something
A few years back, I thought I was going to come into a great deal of money (I didn’t). Well, as any sensible middle-aged guy would do, I went out looking at sports cars. The Diva and I went straight to the Lotus/Jaguar dealership.
Last night, the Diva Drew and I met Dr. Brenda Kayzar of the University of Minnesota at the Walker Art Center in Minneapolis to hear Teddy Cruz speak. Teddy is a Guatemala-born architect who is busy working at ground zero at the deadly border between the slumbering city of San Diego and the war-mongering hordes in the slums of Tijuana, Mexico.
My friend Dawn was over one Friday night lot too long ago for Sci-fi Night. The Diva Drew made a spectacular dinner, as always, and Dawn brought caramel corn (or carmal corn, as we Midwesterners pronounce it). During dinner, the conversation turned to cats.
Claustrophobic feet are caused by Fuzzy Slipper Syndrome, a typically Minnesotan disease caused by “freeze-your-ass-off” temperatures. The tendency here is to spend the entire winter with your feet encased in fuzzy slippers to ward off the arctic blasts that shred their way across Canada and crash into Minnesota after warming up to a balmy 30-below zero.
I just saw a piece on the news about The Naked Cowboy. He’s the guy who stands around in New York’s Times Square in his tighty-whities, cowboy boots and cowboy hat playing guitar and singing. That’s not news. I’m sure we’ve all seen him on TV at one time or another or at least heard of him.
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