Is this a sequel?

April 28, 2011


I’d like to think that the book on the left a sequel to the book on the right.  Also, I picture Modern Frenchmen as a volume filled entirely with photos of dudes in black turtlenecks and berets, smoking cigarettes and looking filled with ennui. Come to think of it, that’s actually how I picture the ten frenchmen of the nineteenth century as well, only in daguerreotype.


So…everyone then?

April 27, 2011


This totally makes it seem like this should be the book for a Springtime For Hitler -esque musical about some crazy SS officers out on the town in Jersey.


Although I’m sure that CNN has graphics and a theme song ready to go…

As opposed to…?

April 13, 2011

I mean, the main ingredient is right there in the name of the drink. It’s practically a recipe.

Actually, the existence of terms of venery (collective nouns for groups of animals–you didn’t know that had a name, did you?) is one of my favorite things in the world. An unkindness of ravens. A parliament of owls. A piteousness of doves. A congregation of alligators. How can you not love such random poetic nomenclature?

So, how many angels in a rumor?

All I can picture is that Simpsons’ episode where Krusty the Clown’s show gets cancelled, so they stage a big, celebrity-filled comeback special featuring Krusty’s worthless half-brother, Luke Perry.  While filling-in for Sideshow Mel, he gets shot out of a cannon, flies out the window, and through both the Museum of Sandpaper and the Quickie Mart’s display of half-price jars of acid, screaming “my face, my valuable face!”

Really, kind of a lot not like them.

So, does the Library of Congress just have a “Bob” category that it throws them all into? I didn’t check to see who else might be represented. Graham? Hope? Barker? Geldof? Eubanks? Newhart? Dobbs? Silent?

You just know it would have some juicy Oprah stories in it.

Also, I think he should make people call him Stead the Man. You know, with Oprah’s money, he could probably pull that off. He could certainly do better than Michael Jackson did at getting everyone to refer to him as “the king of pop”

Copyright 1927, FYI. Although, the magic of the Internet tells me that two 1927 dollars equals about 25 bucks today, which is still some extremely thrifty travel. In fact, I don’t think you could actually do any European traveling for that today (especially with the strong Euro), unless your hotel was of the tent/park bench/stranger’s couch variety. These days, I think you have to stick with the third world for super budget travel.

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