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“Guests Mingle at a Robert Byrd Backyard Barbecue” (oil on acrylic): from the protein wisdom conceptual series

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“Guests Mingle at a Robert Byrd Cocktail Party” (oil on acrylic):  from the protein wisdom conceptual series

“The yin and yang of intimate interpersonal relationships post, 22” (from the protein wisdom conceptual series)

yin: “I was thinking maybe sushi for dinner.  Or dim sum.  I’m in the mood for something Asian tonight” yang: “Now hold on, lady.  Last week when I said I was in the mood for something Asian, you were insistent that I not rent any more jÅ« hachi kin.  You also said that if I even suggested bringing a Vietnamese girl to bed with us one more time, you’d pack

“The yin and yang of intimate interpersonal relationships post, 21” (from the protein wisdom conceptual series)

yin:  “Honey?  Did you put green peppers in the hamburgers?  Because you know I don’t like green peppers.” yang: “Yeah, I know.  But I don’t particularly like making the freaking hamburgers, either.  So I figured I’d even things out a bit, if it’s all the same to you.”

The “Beyond ‘Beyond Thunderdome’ Post” (from the protein wisdom conceptual series)

Mad Max:  “So.  Now what?  Because I’m up for pizza and beer, if anyone else is game…”

The nearly perfect Samuel Beckett post, reprise (from the protein wisdom conceptual series)

. ~fin~

A long-overdue response to melodic jazz-pop 70s trumpeteer Chuck Mangione (from the protein wisdom conceptual series)

[…] benana-na… benana-na… benana-na… beh-nananana-na… beh – na! na! na! na! na! beh-nanananananana to you too, Chuck, baby! 

“The forty acres and a mule follow-up to the follow-up to the follow-up post” (from the protein wisdom conceptual series)

I hate to say it, but all things considered—and had I to do it all over again—I think I’d have backed that ‘forty acres and an unlimited supply of lemon Italian Ice” initiative, instead.  update:  You know, it being so freakin’ hot out here and all.

The “I have proof that George Bush is trying to turn America into a Theocracy post” post (from the protein wisdom conceptual series)

The beer I just bought for the Panthers / Seahawks game?  3.2% alcohol.  What the fuck is that all about, Jesus?*

The “I am not a pundit post” post (from the protein wisdom conceptual series)

What do I think about the prospects of Iran getting a nuclear weapon?  I don’t, honestly.  But let me tell you this much:  if Patriots’ QB Tom Brady thinks he’s gonna spread the field and have his tight ends or backs abuse the Broncos’ linebacking corp by getting Ben Watsen or Christian Fauria or Corey Dillon in favorable coverage situations, he’s never seen Ian Gold, desperate for a Nutty-Buddy, sprinting