Saints promotion: Not quite a bobblehead
Sunday's giveaway is a miniature bathroom stall with a couple of lower legs and feet - a spoof on the airport episode involving Idaho Sen. Larry Craig at the Twin Cities airport last summer.
While lots of sports franchises hand out bobblehead dolls, usually depicting their players, the Saints are handing out 2,500 "bobblefoot" knicknacks.
The keepsakes consist of a miniature bathroom stall with a couple of lower legs and feet. One of the feet is springloaded and "taps," which, the Saints' press release says, is in honor of National Tap Dance Day.
Right.
The team also takes pains to note: "It doesn't matter if your tapping style is done with a 'wide stance' or is used as some sort of code."
That's a none-too-subtle reference to Idaho Republican Sen. Larry Craig, who pleaded guilty to a charge of disorderly conduct after an undercover police officer arrested him for allegedly soliciting sex in a bathroom stall at Minneapolis-St. Paul International Airport.The undercover officer who arrested Craig said the senator's foot-tapping, bumping feet and swiping his hand under the bathroom stall amounted to well-known code used in soliciting sex.
Craig, however, said his foot-tapping was the result of the fact that he has "a wide stance."
Somebody send me a hat!! lol
Healthcare is a big deal to me, and not just because I work in the health and wellness industry. I think the way the US handles healthcare for its citizens is embarrassing. We are not only becoming a nation of uninsured, but underinsured. And the way we are living isn't helping. In a country where obesity has overtaken heart disease as the number one killer, in combination with the fact that about a large percentage of disease* in the US can be prevented by consistent and proper nutrition & exercise, you'd think we would realize the situation is as bad as global warming.
The entire article, "John-Care versus Barack-Care" is posted here. It's a brief, to the point article. Make your own choice, but make it a wise one.
To sum it up:
"So, those are the basic outlines of the two candidates' health care plans. Senator Obama would build on the system that is already in place and offer people an additional option - buying into a Medicare-type public plan. By contrast, Senator McCain wants to get rid of the current system of employer-provided insurance and force everyone to buy insurance as individuals.
In terms of health care policy, this is by far the sharpest difference between
presidential nominees the country has ever seen. Hopefully, people will be aware
of these distinctions when they cast their votes in November."
(*I have to verify that in the research the company I work for has, but from what I recall, the percentage is alarming.)
- One of the highlights of watching Alfred Hitchcock films is looking for the director's famous cameos. I think it would be more entertaining if he made cameos in other films, like Citizen Kane, Superbad, or Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure.
- I watched Casablanca again this afternoon. As much as I think Victor Laszlo was a mangina compared to Bogie, I'll freely grant that walking over and leading the band in "La Marseillaise" while the Nazis sang "Die Wacht am Rhein" took big brass ones.
- That said, he didn't deserve Ingrid Bergman.
- One of my favorite song lyrics comes from Lloyd Cole and the Commotions: "She looks like Eva-Marie Saint in On the Waterfront." Few women have ever looked as angelic as Ms. Saint did in that film. She was glorious.
- That said, the most alluring, sexiest woman on film is Eva-Marie Saint in North by Northwest. She was beautiful, smart, and self-assured, even when faced with the formidable charms of Cary Grant.
- In a previous post, I mentioned that I was horribly disappointed after reading the headline "J-Lo Reveals Her Twins," and finding that she'd actually had babies. I felt this same letdown this afternoon after clicking on Why More Women Are Going Nude. It's about nude-colored lipstick, of all the damnable things--NOT, to my dismay, that herds of women were parading around fashionably starkers.
- I'm not a fan of lipstick. I can trace this to working at a certain radio station many years ago. The sales manager insisted upon A) wearing thick layers of Hawaiian Punch-colored lipstick, and B) drinking incessantly out of one of those sport bottles with the plastic tube. A+B=a caked-on, multi-millimeter thick scab of waxy red horror. Invariably, some of this garish goo would end up on one of her
fangsincisors, completing the whole evil clown-whore motif. - That said, lip gloss--especially cranberry flavored--is fanriffic.
- EXCEPTION: If you're a clown or a stage actor, I encourage you to wear lipstick.
- That said, I don't really like clowns. I'm not afraid of them. I just don't like hyperkinetic people as a rule.
- Shouldn't Hebrew National hot dogs have part of the casing cut away at one end?
- If ants and humans switched roles, I wonder if humanicide would be distributed in pizzas or cakes or rotisserie chickens, which we humans would find, then bring back home to our mounds, killing the entire colony.
- Speaking of which, I saw this really cute little miniature cricket outside work today. A brown anole ran out of the bromeliads, and went nom-cubed on it. It was pretty cool.
- I think the brown anole would agree with my assessment of this transaction, while the miniature cricket would dissent most strenuously. (or so he would, were he not being digested at the mo)
- Question: if a chemical dependency facility had the best food possible, would a fat farm have the highest quality liquor?
- With the infernal rise of "reality shows" (which are decidedly NOT real, since everybody is mugging incessantly for the camera), I propose that we expand the market, and sell tickets to watch things other than just sports. Why limit it? I wouldn't pay $50 to go watch a baseball game, but I'd pay twice that for a ringside seat to watch an air traffic controller or a heart surgeon. Of course, I'd expect food vendors to come by, not to mention a Jumbotron scoreboard for replays.
- The whole "Christians vs Lions" deathmatches back in Roman times weren't much different from something you'd see on "America's Funniest Home Videos." They're just for keeps. Well, and Bob Saget isn't smarming it up on the soundtrack.
- I can imagine Bob Saget doing a smarmy voice-over for a lion vs Christian deathmatch: "Nice kitty. What a pretty cat. Is that a purr? My what big teeth you have. ("The better to crush your throat!") Oh, no! Bad kitty!" (canned laughter)
- A few weeks ago, I watched The Triumph of the Will, Leni Riefenstahl's 1935 propagandumentary of Hitler and the Nazi party's congress at Nuremburg. It's widely regarded as one of the best documentaries ever made, even if it is propaganda for an evil regime. It's technically brilliant. Ms Riefenstahl developed many techniques filmmakers still use, especially in propaganda situations. The main thing I thought of watching this film was all the footage of JFK, the first American President really to use the media.
- Nothing JFK or his handlers did could even touch Dubaya landing on that aircraft carrier for his famous "Mission Accomplished" speech.
- Nothing JFK or Dubaya did could touch what Leni Riefenstahl did with Adolf Hitler, though. If you're curious, you can see the entire hour and 44 minute film here, on YouTube.
- I hope you had a great weekend, and that Monday is a wonderful experience, that you don't have a giant brown anole run out of the bromeliads and eat you.
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Get thy shit together.
With all due respect,
SKatZ
I was having problems with a sock I was making for my dad's birthday, so I brought it to the local yarn shop for advice.
Notice the spiral pattern on the cuff--neither intended nor desirable. A nice young lady who was the utter personification of Hip Young Knitter took a look at it and said we need to knit together, which was a clue that the spiral was not going to go away with a little washing and blocking. She sat me down with a couple of needles and some sample yarn.
Apparently I've been twisting my stitches, ever since I started knitting, like, a year ago. Dad may get knitted socks next year.
My friend Amy has been talking about finding some kind of garment to cover her elbows when she moisturizes, like cutting the toes out of some tube socks--it seems like a good project for Stitch Retraining Sampler Arm Warmers (knitting books and web sites are full of patterns for fingerless gloves and armwarmers, but I've never actually ever seen anyone wearing them). Fortunately I have Lots of Yarn, because I'm in the Spend a Lot of Money Get Lots of Stuff!!! stage of knitting rabies (though really--skeins of red tweed for $1 each at Michaels--how could you not buy three?)
So today I get home from church and pick up the Stitch Retraining Sampler and I'm knitting and I'm knitting and...
What could have happened?
Sally mostly ignores the knitting, but Sukey will stare at the string...stare at the string...and pownce!!!
Knittin' kittin.

