Things that Make You Go Hmmmmm...

This fellow, an untitled sculpture by artist Ron Mueck, lives at the Smithsonian's Hirshhorn Museum in Washington.

He's fondly referred to as the "Big Man."

I'll let you draw your own conclusions on that one.

All I will say is that this is one of the most lifelike sculptures I've ever seen.

It really does make you take pause. And stare in astonishment...and appreciation of artistic genius.

Beauty...and the Hairy Dude with a Big Gun

When I was young kid back in the 1970s, my Barbies wouldn't dream of going out with my next door neighbor's G.I. Joe. The guy was far too hairy, almost apelike...and let's face it, he had a huge scar on his face. And, he probably needed a bath.

Vintage Barbie at the Smithsonian's American History Museum seems to feel the same way. You can just tell she isn't too keen on sharing such close quarters with the beast next to her. Far too uncultured...far too rough and tumble for a lady as she deems herself to be.

She'd rather that Dream Date Ken hurried along to pick her up for the big beach party. Pronto!

All You Can Eat

Apparently these folks took that quite seriously at the local CiCi's pizza.

And, they don't like their crusts -- or pizza bones, as my friend Ty's family calls them -- as evidenced by the huge plate of discards.

I'm a bit disappointed that their eyes were bigger than their stomachs. Check out all the leftover full slices.

Shame on them. That would have been more for me...I hope none of it was Buffalo Chicken...my particular fave.

Actually I'm still recovering from this outing -- I was nearly killed by two women who were rushing the brownie tray as I waited patiently in line.

I didn't know pizza buffets were a contact sport!

A Healthy Glow...

For those moments when you're unable to gain the special flush that nature provides.

Courtesy of NARS Cosmetics...at a Sephora near you.

No advertising fees exchanged hands for this plug.

I just really dig the clever names...and the glow provided.

And They Called It "Puppy Love..."

Or in this case, c. 2009, it would be more like smelly geriatric dog love.

I thought Donny Osmond's heydey ended with the opening of his and Marie's film debut, "Goin' Coconuts," in 1978.

Oh wait...he did have that catchy "Soldier of Love" single back in '89.

Um...yeah...20 years ago.

Point made.

How Dick's Sporting Goods Got Its Name...

The secret's out...isn't it?

I guess it's a new "roots" marketing campaign in action.

Pearus Erectus...Redux

Yes, folks, it's true.

Lightening, or in this case a phenomenally coincidentally sliced pear core, can strike twice in a lifetime.

This time I left it in the slicer to say ha ha ha to those naysayers who claimed I faked the last one.

(see January 2008 archives)

Let's get one thing straight...

I never fake!