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katy Perry is cute and writes some good songs, so she gets a pass from me as far as artists go. rock on dear lady, rock … on
sometimes the entertainment world can be pretty transparent, the spice girls was a good marketing effort created around the 90′s or so. it was the basic monkees formula, with some tweeking.
here is how that meeting went:
MGO (Marketing guy one): Hmmmm lets cash in on the whole “girl power” thing that came up in research.”
MGT (Marketing guy two): but women are more complex these days so lets throw in a couple more stereo types for broader market penetration”
MGO: let’s see … how bout one thats into sports?
MGT: what should we call her?
MGO: heck I don’t know – lets think – sports sports sports think sports…
MGT: sporty?
MGO: Brilliant!
MGT: we are geniuses!
MGO: bamm!
MGT: yea buddy!
MGO: ok that’s enough work for today let’s go get trashed!
MGT: you read my mind!
this movie is pretty good, it shows the rock bottom of drug dependancy… i got it from the library near my house. the library is awsome… free movies, books, music, the selection can be pretty thin but sometimes you hit paydirt thanks to a movie loving library employee… I have known a few library employees over the years they are a special breed, they spend alot of time reading and watching movies and listening to music. they are not aware of how much they read compared to most of the public and they unconciously form a seperate sub group of society. I know of one fellow who is generally happy who has worked at the library for his entire adult life… he walks everywhere because you don’t get alot of money from the library, he also has an encyclopaedic knowlage of my family, he worked with my brother and sister who both passed through the library in thier working life. he also knows a couple other of my siblings, and remembers me. I can’t remember his name, I am good at faces and shapes but not letters so names are often forgotten by me. this is extremely embaresing and a source of my social awkwardness, but that is another story. The happy state of this fellow is intreging. most people have alot of matierial things but never appear as happy as this guy. he has found his utopia and live there everyday. I could be missing something maybe he is sad at nights or on weekends, but for the times I talk to he he never seems agitated. I am agitatted around 50% of the time and always want to get that number up, but never seem to get there…
anyway, go to your local library and watch trainspotting, it is sad and also scary but you might feel like your life isn’t so shitty after watching it… thanks for reading… cya!
it has been a few days since my last post… time slips by sometimes… It was just yesterday I was riding in a box car with hobojobo… he looked at me and said slappy (that was my nickname, after I got kicked out of St. Josephs Reformatory School for slapping too many small 3rd grade girls) slappy he says.. time is like a river of time you jump in at one end and it pushes you along endlessly until you reach the ocean of death where a shark bites your arm off and you slowly bleed to death staring at the night sky…
whart can I say better than
MONKEY BAR!!!!
The name carries the whole thing,
no monkey pictures, no jungle references, Hey who doesn’t love monkeys? seriously, a staple of the entertainment industry for years, Writers block? PUT A MONKEY IN IT!
If shakesphere had a better knowlege of africa I am sure he would have plaed the monkey card in romeo and juliet,
“your a capulet? hey your monkey is wearing a dress and making that gross face where you can see those nasty monkey teeth… everything is cool now”
G.J: “J.P. Take a memo”
J.P.: “right G.J.!”
G.J: “new candy bar idea came to me in my sleep last night”
J.P.: “That’s great G.J.!”
G.J.: “I had a dream it was the day after thanks giving…”
j.P.: “yea!, yea!”
G.J: “I go to the icebox…”
J.P.: “sounds great G.J.!”
G.J: “inside is a pile of left over turkey…”
J.P: “yea, turkey you say, I can’t believe it!, wow turkey!”
G.J.: “wait it gets better!… I pick up the turkey and take a bite…”"”
J.P.: ” I still can’t believe you found turkey in the icebox..!!”
G.J: ” you ready…. the turkey… taste like Maple with walnuts!…”
J.P.: ” You are out of your F*$#king Mind”
What no igloos? Iceland sandwich, with white snow like coconut, but where is the Eskimo? it should be at least frosty light blue…
unless it was in the freezer already and when you touch it, your hand became cold, then it sort of makes sense.
but then again, I really hate to be negative on anything vintage with such sweet typography, but what are the red lightning bolts about? “This candy is shockingly good”
or “Hazard to try our Iceland Sandwich?” or “Warning: awesome candy enclosed”
oh well my mind is somewhere else today, I think I saw it lashing together some logs down on the Ohio river bank, getting ready to embark on a scenic tour of the grand waterway, floating slowly down to the pacific. “hey brain! don’t leave yet, you have to finish your work!” but alas it is too far away. we are a small figure on the bank waving hard but look to be the size of an ant to our brain…
Back when cowboys and Indians was the most popular game played by kids, it seems to make sense to have the polar opposite of the pecan Pete bar. The icon of the Indian Chief was the feather head dress. I think the lost part of the game of cowboys and Indians was half of us want to be cowboys and the other half want to be Indians. There is something alluring about mastering nature and fighting civilization. Being born and raised on a time clock where your whole life is a scheduled event, you long for freedom. Native Americans never had to answer to a time clock. Stress was not artificially created for them by a schedule
, they only answered to nature and food sources. Maybe that was harder than I can ever imagine, but in my mind wondering around the woods looking for a rabbit to eat with my family seems to be a much better life than typing about it on a computer at 4:41 on a Wednesday afternoon, while sitting in a cubical. Sure it is cold outside, but I imagine you would get used to it if you lived outside your whole life.
side bar: peanuts, sugar, corn and cane syrup, soda and salt. that is one potent ounce for 5 cents
