Black Tuesday

Just not feelin’ it today.

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Sartorial Splendor – Teh POS Way

My taste in clothing most likely can be characterized as boring.  With the exception of that amazing wide collared paisley polyester shirt that I had in 6th grade, I’m a business casual kind of dresser during the week tending toward black or other dark colored slacks with a polo shirt. Weekends are tee shirts and fatigues – warm weather brings out the much vaunted and ever stylish cargo shorts.

And Then There’s You:

 

Hot-n-Tot has officially spent too much time in AnnArbor

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Worst Secret Santa Gifts Evah

We’re entering one of the most wonderful times of the year in a Hostage’s life: Secreting Santa Time! In addition to the thrill of giving we also get the pleasure of receiving (SYWM). First, a little Christmas music to set the mood.

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Car In D’art

I’ve got art and shit around my house, so if Chumpo is too busy  I’m happy to fill in.    I’m not really sure who did any of this stuff, but beggars can’t be choosers. So sit back and enjoy the show.

This first work my mom gave to me several years ago, and it was done by some local artist. Neat huh?

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Up next, this piece is on Inter-family loan to the O’Brien household from my mil. It’s some Japanese something or other.  It looks nice in the hallway.   THe picture is a tad blurry … whatever.  I think you can make out the relevant parts of this work.

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What do we have next? Ah yes. This is the piece I bought Pat from Chumpo’s older installments of Wire.    I finally got it framed. Looks nice, no?

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Moving right along, we now have on of my own works … a picture of the greatest dog ever. Greta. *wipes tear away. I know, I know. It’s crooked.  They make medications for OCD, you know …

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This is by a dude out of Toledo who does these statue things. I like ’em.

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This is a new piece to Gallery O’Brien  – just a funny little thing that makes me happy.  And it looks awesome in that spot.

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And finally, what post from me would not be complete w/o a picture of Moose?  WHo’s a good boy?  YOU ARE!

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I hope everyone has enjoyed a little peak into the high art to be found at my house.

Bill Clinton’s Weenus

 

This will be an exploration of my long held theory that Bill will not allow Pickles McParkinsons to win the election so that he can continue to dick bimbos for the short remainder of his life.

Have you seen the first dude lately? He looks like he hasn’t had a decent meal in ten years or that his alleged syphilis is finally winning the war on women. I kid, I kid. He’s a vegan so you know he has syphilis.

So here’s the theory, in case you missed it in my survey class taught at Muppet U, or if you forgot what was written in the first paragraph: Bill will do anything to prevent Smiley McOpenmouth from getting in the oval office. Way too important to keep his little Gore wet. Yes, for those of you scoring at home, he calls his blank shooter Al Gore.

I bet you’re thinking I’m totally wrong. That the allure of being half of the first ever male/female presidential couple is just too, er, alluring. Consider this: whenever things get good for her, he trots out some sorry statement that even he, a veritable Da Vinci of lying can’t clean up.

Man, that’s gonna sting. Don’t get me wrong, no one cares what he said…except for the only man that might actually make a difference in the election: Golfy McOkieDoke. St Trayvon’s Dad is notoriously thin skinned and its well known that Obama and Bill already hate each other. Bill once told Obama that he should be getting him coffee rather than schlonging his wife (that’s Web Hubble’s job) and Obama’s black half never got over it. If you locked these two in a bedroom closet only one would emerge–probably Bill with panties on his head, wearing high heels, but that’s besides the point.  The hate is real my groovy babies, the hate is real.

Weenus + Viagra >Husband + Most Powerful Woman in the World

Its math, and therefore indisputable, although its probably racist.

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