That first post of the day — "The Deep Rot Exposed By the Biden Flap" — made me create a new tag — "Pajamas."
Then I was off into the archive, looking for old posts that could use the tag, a task bogged down by all the appearances of "Pajamas Media," which, of course, doesn't get the tag. It even has its own tag. So does Pajama Boy. Pajama Boy! I had a tag for Pajama Boy, but not pajamas.
"Pajamas" is a great tag, by the way. Some good miscellany collected there, including my infamous episode with the subliminal pajamas in Hillary Clinton's attack on Obama. John Lennon shows up. And Hugh Hefner. There's Trump in the Treaty Room. There's JFK (who put on pajamas to take his afternoon nap). There's Rep. Blake Farenthold (R-Tex.) — remember that pajama flap? There's Osama Bin Laden, shot to death because he wasn't naked. There's Rex Reed's reaction to the Manson murders. There's me in 1958. There's Marilyn Monroe.
Anyway... if you're wondering why this morning's blog session seemed to end with the gaze into deep rot, it was just me, scanning the archives for pajamas.
Now, out of pajamas, out of the past, onward to today and the relentless forward motion of the blog.
April 6, 2019
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Of course Hugh Hefner. The most famous pajama-wearer ever?
The elephant that Captain Spalding shot.
"The elephant that Captain Spalding shot."
It's in there.
I'll make every effort to contain my enthusiasm.
I looked at the comments to a 2011 post. Ann is the only one still here.
"But Teacher, my penis never slips out of my pants. Eh-except sometimes when I'm wearin' pajamas."
Dead Men Don't Wear Payamas
I looked at the comments to a 2011 post. Ann is the only one still here.
Observation bias. You can't expect everyone to comment on every post.
PJ’s usually too hot in AZ.
And why are the two single words both abbreviated with two letters (PJ and AZ), just like most two word phrases (eg “P.O. “)?
Jesuits never informed Begley people can change ... nom de plumes.
Reckless statements are acceptable from persons such as myself, but I thought Begley had more court officer in him than that.
The God particle was there, then, and, along with Althouse, is also here now.
There's me in 1958.
And you were really, really cute.
And Joe Biden would want to put his arm around you.
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