
Just wait until the gals in the typing pool hear about this!
Friday, February 15, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Stone Cold Solid Black History Month Moment #8: Bob Beamon at the 1968 Mexico City Olympics
Bob Beamon destroyed the existing long jump record not by two inches, but almost two feet in one amazing leap. It would take two decades for anyone to even come close to challenging the unbelievable distance of 29 feet 2 and 1/2 half inches.
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Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Vintage Ad #63: Ben-Gay Pain Relieving Ointment, 1981
What’s wrong with this ad? For starters, it’s for Ben-Gay which is funny enough. But this ad is even gayer than usual with Stan here running limp-wristed to San Francisco (of all places) using up 3.3 pounds of Ben-Gay ALL THE WAY.
Ben-Gay. The worst named product ever (Not that there’s anything wrong with that).
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Monday, February 11, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Right On & Get Down: Stone Cold Solid Black History Month Moment #23: Mister Robinson meets Mr. T
Eddie Murphy at his finest. By the way boys and girls, the new word of the day is "Pain."
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Friday, February 08, 2008
The following handwritten letter was recently found stuck on the ice baked marble steps of McKinley Hall:
Dear Lisa,
It just doesn’t add up, but the numbers don’t lie—I’m down for the count in my numerology class. When my tally calculator was 86’d and the magic abacus Merlin sold me fractured falling off an enumeration truck proving statistical tabulation impossible, I summarily played the odds and raised the decibels another notch. Oh yeah, that reminds me, did you catch Dakota Manning or I mean Eli Fanning in Super Bowl XXXMVLII? I like, get so confused when I watch boring college football and War of the Worlds on my stolen iPhone secretly financed by the Nicaraguans. I also think those “One in a Million” Hannah Montana tickets might be fake after all. Mine say ‘Wendy Wyoming.’
That’s the last time I trust a chipper potato scalper from Idaho,
Kristin
Song of the Day:
Medeski Martin & Wood, “Let’s Go Everywhere”
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Thursday, February 07, 2008
Right On & Get Down: Stone Cold Solid Black History Month Moment #6: James Brown and Muhammed Ali, 1974
Concert clip from the 1996 boxing documentary When We Were Kings--good. James Brown's outfit choice--bad. Not super bad. Just bad. His wardrobe consultant failed him miserably with a God Father of Soul bedazzler cummerbund.
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Decadent Smut: Christina's World, 1980
Beautiful heiress Christina van Bell embarks on an erotic search for the world's supreme sex object. From the lush beauty of Tahiti to the steaming splendor of Bogota, from the slinky hideaways of Paris to the busy boudoirs of Peking, Christina is relentless in her craving to experience each candidate before making the most intimate--and possibly the most orgasmic--decision of her life.
Magazine owner Christina van Bell adds a new feature to her glamorous publication as she launches a very personal search. Her qualification in this quest is an uninhibited understanding of life and the human libido. And her goal--to find that person who would challenge her supremely wanton worldliness. Relentlessly eager in her pursuit, she permeates the public facades of famous persons and probes their deepest desires and most lascivious longings, until ultimately she reaches the most terrifying, untouched core of human passion.
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Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Sunday, February 03, 2008
The :20 Minute Workout in just :10 minutes!
Why in the world would anyone cancel this show? Eye of the tiger, ladies.
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