Guy #1: Yo dude, I got a mouse in my apartment.
Guy #2: You better kill it before it grows into a rat.
– Overheard in New York
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Photo: Phil Spector in court yesterday.
Deputy District Attorney Doug Sortino argued that Spector used guns to threaten or intimidate people in “an ongoing course of conduct that happens again and again and again.” Outside, Spector insisted he “never pulled a gun on these women.” The judge “concluded the incidents seemed to illustrate the state’s theory.”
Tour guide: Now what does it look like to you? Does it look very European, very Greek?
Woman: It looks like a poo.
—Aztec exhibit, Guggenheim Museum
that you are one of the Producers of KO’s show “Countdown” and if you’re not…You should be. Between this..and Preacher Lovelace and his “Flushing” Sign…You and KO should be working together. btw/ I am almost positive his producer does check out Dkos for stories and I think they should pay you are finders fee or royalty for all of your daily catches that you post on BooTrib and Dkos.
Ha! Do you hear that guy laughing behind the camera? Cracks me up every time.
and — OMG — did you see that KO interview with the N.C. Baptist preacher? (I added an update to the story below, with his remarks to Keith.)
yup…that preacher (can you believe his name is lovelace) was unbelieveable….we need to research his name and see if he has any Dobson, Rove, Frist, DeLay, Bush Connections…cause those comments and his positions were like none I have ever heard. If this is what Bush/Frist/DeLay is selling…we gotta get the word out FAST. btw/ love it when the guy laughs behind the camera. KO Rocks.
susan is the goddess–you cannot possess her! (and if there are archives, I believe I was the first to post “Susan Hu rocks!” at Kos.
ok–to get to the point–a friend of mine and I had a hilarious hallucination of Phil playing checkers with Robert Blake in the LA County jail.
Alas. He lost his checkers partner.
Will he make a checkers speech?
OMG. Those two weren’t in jail at the same time, were they? Robert Blake is SOOO nuts. I loved the old Tom Snyder shows when Tom’d just let Blake rant on forever.
The corner market, a group of young people in line buying last minute necessities.
Young man: I’m trying to do this, that, or the other thing with my life(okay, I didn’t quite catch all he said, but still).
Young woman: I’ll pray for you.
Young man: Girl, you can’t pray for me with a beer in your hand. That’s gonna make us all come out messed up.
Frankly, I think the gun was overkill, so to speak.
(Or for those of us who grew up in the 60s – looks like Phil teased his hair a wee bit much.)
Either he was electrocuted or that is the worst case of bed-head I have ever seen.
Or perhaps a half formed burning bush due a revelation turned back unuttered?
DeMillian bad hair.
of Condi’s famous Mushroom Cloud.
I just had a frightening thought. What if this is a good hair day?
And for those of us who remember …
HAIR (from Hair)
She asks me why, I’m just a hairy guy.
I’m hairy noon and night, hair that’s a fright.
I’m hairy high and low, don’t ask me why, don’t know.
It’s not for lack of bread, like the Greadful Death.
Darlin’
Give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair.
Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen.
Give me down to there hair, shoulder lenght or longer
Here baby, there, momma, ev’rywhere, daddy, daddy.
hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Hair, hair, hair.Flow it, show it,
long as God can grow it, my hair.
Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees,
give a home to the fleas in my hair.
A home for fleas (yeah) a hive for bees (yeah),
a nest for birds, there ain’t no words for the beauty,
the splendor, the wonder of my:
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Hair, hair, hair. Flow it, show it,
long as God can grow it, my hair.
I want long, straigth, curly, fuzzy, snaggy, shaggy,
ratty, matty, oily, greasy, fleecy, shining, gleaming, streaming,
flaxen, waxen, knotted, polka dotted,
twisted, beaded, braided, powered, flowered and
confettied, bangled, tangled, spangled and spahettied.
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Hair, hair, hair. Flow it, show it,
long as God can grow it, my hair
They’ll be ga-ga at the go-go
when they see me in my toga,
my toga meade of blond, brilliantined, biblical hair.
My hair like Jesus wore it, Halleluja I adore it,
Halleluja Mary loved her son,
why don’t my mother love me?
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Hair, hair, hair. Flow it, show it
long as God can grow it, my hair
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Hair, hair, hair. Flow it, show it
long as God can grow it, my hair!
Talk about over-compensating for hair loss. Jeez Louise, that’s scary. Is Spector setting the stage for an insanity defense?
Guy #1: Yo dude, I’ve got a mouse in my hair.
Guy #2: You better kill it before you become the butt of internet jokes.
Caption: Nuclear mushroom cloud envelops music mogul.
I didn’t see your comment before posting mine!
Sorry…
I see we were on the same (nuclear) wavelength.
Great minds and all. 😉
More from Overheard in New York:
Guy: I adore this cup so much I’m gonna make love to it.
Chick: You really are a sick bastard.
–68th & West End
once, in high school, I set my hair in these tiny pink rollers (which I always called sperm rollers, due to their morphological characteristics) I had long hair and was neither black nor jewish, i.e. non-curly hair. I unrolled my hair in the morning, and it looked, more or less, like Phil’s does in the pic. I thought I was slightly cool, but didn’t have enough courage to go to school that day.
oh–looking at the pic again, I outdid Phil.