The iconic New Yorker cartoon, “On the Internet, no one knows you’re a dog” (published July 3, 1993), slays me. I remember seeing it when it first was published and loving it not only because I was very interested in the Internet plus I am a big dog lover. It strikes me as funny today as it did twenty years ago.
Boy, do I feel old right now. But I digress…
Today, I saw a blog post by Glenn Fleishman on BoingBoing about it called Everybody Knows You’re a Dog, and had to share. He uses the cartoon as an illustration of how things have changed regarding anonymity online. Now, our information is out there for everyone, whether we choose to be transparent or we’re known by the “breadcrumbs” we unwittingly leave behind us as we traverse the web. People live in an increasingly transparent culture. It’s an interesting read.
After years of being shot down, Donald lowered his sights a little:
“I’ll do anything for cookies.”
For cookies? Really? Poor guy.
…What would he do for a pie?
I’m not one to call the kettle black, though. I am a fiend when it comes to sweets, especially cookies. They’re little, portable bites of goodness. I made the mistake of baking a roll of Pillsbury’s seasonal peppermint sugar cookies early this week. I used my blackened, well-seasoned baking stone and these rocked. But ya know what? They’re all gone now. Howie doesn’t even like them. He took one bite of one and handed the remainder of the cookie back to me.
Who does that??
I can’t keep stuff like that in the house. If there is healthy stuff available, I’ll eat it. If there are cookies or anything else delectable like them, that’s where I gravitate. Just step away from the sweets, m’am, and no one will get hurt.
The image is an illustration from a 1948 Baby Ruth candy advertisement. Click the image above and you’ll see the whole ad. I found it at plan59.com, which boasts a huge online repository of vintage ads and art, plus offers prints and hi-res image of the same.
By the way, I always assumed the candy bar was named after baseball great, Babe Ruth, but it turns out there’s speculation it was named after others. Baseball wins, though. Snopes has the skinny.
Ah, the 70′s…Good times for silly products and commercials. Who remembers Body on Tap shampoo?
Gotta love the chic, feathered hairdo and that line, “Brewed with one third real beer….But don’t drink it!”
You have to wonder how much of that phrase was just a marketing tagline and how much was prompted by their legal department. Legal disclaimers have become an art form in our sue-happy society.
What’s your favorite shampoo, from then or now? Anyone remember LemonUp Shampoo’s fresh fragrance? I adored that stuff. I’m a sucker for a good-smelling shampoo. I learned today that LemonUp is available again, thanks to Vermont Country Store. I’m tempted!
If you’re overcome with curiosity or have a renewed hankering for brew shampoos containing beer, you can always check out the new kids on the block like Duffy’s Brew, BRÖÖ Citrus Pale Ale, and Haslinger Bier Shampoo on Amazon. I was surprised beer shampoo is still available, though I really shouldn’t be.
Howie and I are huge fans of NBC’s The Office. Steve Carrell is a big part of that, so I’m really bummed to see him leave the show. Fortunately, the rest of the cast is terrific, so I hope it can keep the momentum. I really don’t want to see The Office jump the shark.
Impressionism is a movement in French painting, sometimes called optical realism because of its almost scientific interest in the actual visual experience and effect of light and movement on appearance of objects. Impressionist paintings are balanced, use colored shadows, use pure color, broken brushstrokes, thick paint, and scenes from everyday life or nature.
People that like Impressionist paintings may not alway be what is deemed socially acceptable. They tend to move on their own path without always worrying that it may be offensive to others. They value friendships but because they also value honesty tend to have a few really good friends. They do not, however, like people that are rude and do not appreciate the ideas of others. They are secure enough in themselves that they can listen to the ideas of other people without it affecting their own final decisions. The world for them is not black and white but more in shades of grey and muted colors. They like things to be aestically pleasing, not stark and sharp. There are many ways to view things, and the impresssionist personality views the world from many different aspects. They enjoy life and try to keep a realistic viewpoint of things, but are not very open to new experiences. If they are content in their live they will be more than likely pleased to keep things just the way they are.
There were several groups where I did not like any of the choices. I had to choose something, though. A lot of the time, I like a style or technique, but not the subject matter. Other times, the subject is so intriguing, I can overlook it not being in a style or colors I enjoy.
I like Asian art, especially Japanese. This piece, The Great Wave of Kanagawa, by Hokusai – is one of my favorites. It is not typical of Japanese art of that time period, but it’s always grabbed me.
I love the animation and aggression of the catlike waves!
We’ve did a nice round of de-cluttering in our house and ended up with many boxes of books. I have this box of assorted horror, medical thriller and legal thriller books for sale. Authors include Stephen King, Dean Koontz, John Grisham, Peter Straub, Robin Cook and Michael Crichton. I wish to sell this as one lot. All but three of the books are paperbacks. Click the thumbnails to enlarge to pictures. Click the links below to see details about book. Please note that the links are not necessarily the same paperback editions I have in this lot. With the exception of a few books, these are all in good condition or better. They’re reader copies, not collector’s items.
Here’s a list of what you’ll receive in the box of bookish goodness:
It’s no secret that some of the world’s most colorful pop culture phenomena hail from Asia. This man’s hobby is no exception. These gruesome bread creations of severed body parts just might turn me off of baking.
Nah. But they’re still really gross. In deference to those with weak stomachs, I won’t include a thumbnails of the “loaves” themselves. Just click through if you’re curious: Thai Artist Shares Little Slices of Life (how’s that for a title?).