November 27, 2016

I wish this were a better story.

Because I love this guy's name.

AND: That story is just enough to cause me to link to this other story I'd already rejected: "For some mysterious reason, penises seem to be having a makeup moment." I found that (at Cosmopolitan) after failing to resist "9 Lazy-Girl Ways to Fake a Shower."

IN THE COMMENTS: EDH writes: "Yet just yesterday Althouse was blogging about Florence Henderson performing as the Cockeyed Optimist!" Ah! Serendipity! Nice to return this to such a wholesome place. I could say life is just a bowl of Jello/And appear more intelligent and smart....

16 comments:

robother said...

Finally, a Glaswegian who speaks in a tongue Americans can understand!

Daniel Jackson said...

Love the prop

Mike Sylwester said...

When I was growing up, I never heard of anybody being called Dylan, except for Dylan Thomas, because of the "dying of the light" poem.

American children should be given Biblical names, and Dylan is not a Biblical name.

YoungHegelian said...

There were a lot of really right-wing views on morality and sexuality around.

Or, left-wing views, actually. It never ceases to amaze me how many gays have no idea of what was the official attitude of the Soviet Union towards homosexuality.

And ya know, come to think of it, Ernest Hemingway & Fidel Castro both couldn't stand the homos, & they were both left wing & spent time in Cuba. Maybe, back then, the bartenders were adding some ingredients that made you anti-gay to the pinya coladas or somethin'. That would explain it.

lemondog said...

re: Dylan Thomas

Fern Hill

Final stanza:

"Nothing I cared, in the lamb white days, that time would
take me
Up to the swallow thronged loft by the shadow of my hand,
In the moon that is always rising,
Nor that riding to sleep
I should hear him fly with the high fields
And wake to the farm forever fled from the childless land.
Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,
Time held me green and dying
Though I sang in my chains like the sea."

EDH said...

That story is just enough to cause me to link to this other story I'd already rejected: "For some mysterious reason, penises seem to be having a makeup moment."

Yet just yesterday Althouse was blogging about Florence Henderson performing as the Cockeyed Optimist!

Jack Wayne said...

Yawn.

Big Mike said...

You love which guy's name? Dylan Meade? Why would that turn you on?

Clyde said...

Penis-makeup?! How heteronormative! And we won't even ask about that hair gel! (Think There's Something About Mary)

Clyde said...

Real first name I spotted in the mail at work today: Zubenelgenubi. Honest to God. Turns out that it's a star in the constellation Libra. The article I read said that it's Arabic and means that "the star was previously perceived as being the Lower Claw of Scorpius the Scorpion." What I perceived is that poor Zubenelgenubi's parent or parents were probably hippie idiots. Can you imagine school days? Poor Zubenelgenubi is still writing his/her name at the top of the test and the other kids are already finished!

Jupiter said...

"1. If you need to wash your body, clean yourself with wipes. Zero time to shower? Give yourself a baby wipe bath using wipes like these from Honest. If it's your privates you need to focus on refreshing, Jennifer Ashton, ob-gyn and senior medical contributor for ABC News, says to use an unscented botanical wipette, making sure to wipe from front to back to avoid transferring bacteria."

Yeah, right. Like we've all got dispensers full of "unscented botanical wipettes" sitting around the place.

What? They do? "unscented"? "botanical"? Ah. In their purses. Oooh-K. I could believe that.

Does health insurance pay for those?

befinne said...

If they want to prove they have the dignity of a vulgar drawing on a gas station bathroom, they're headed in the right direction.

YoungHegelian said...

@Jupiter,

unscented botanical wipette

I wipe my unscented botanicals all the time, 'cause ya gotta keep those unscented botanicals clean. If those unscented botanicals ain't clean, then they start to stink. And ya know watcha got then? Those nasty stinkin' scented botanicals, that's what!

F said...


"You have inspired me deeply," the woman wrote after painting an erect penis on her face with eyeliner. And didn't even add: "no pun intended."

Jupiter said...

YoungHegelian,

Granted that the future must not belong to those who scent their botanicals, what is a wipette? When and where did that handy little word climb aboard the English language? And how do they differ from wipes?

David said...

Uplifting.