We Really Could Use a Little More.
Really.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Fabulous Knobs....
Just thought we'd share....
Return to Comb-o-land...
YES
This is what we'll wear....
Interpreting for Erotic Art....
OK...
We believe we mentioned this earlier,
perhaps not...
This lousy photo is panel #1/16 of a fabulously hand penned, fabulously hand colored and fabulously conceived artwork, (promotional, I'm fairly certain), dated 1947 by a Hungarian artist (give the name later), Twelve by nine, (Imperial), executed on high quality paper of which I have seldom seen (non-acidic in '47?).
Strange.
It's a comic book, a pornographic comic book! From post war (haaaah!), Europe.
The narrative being located at the bottom of each panel, in Magyar, of course, (the language of Hungary).
Anyway,
Janos is translating the text..., literally..
So that we may then translate/interpret it into conversational, American English (literal English in the manner of Popeye speak, and after all, Popeye is American)....
Therefore,
to impose upon our readers:
A Proper English Translation for Panel #1 As Follows:
The ship of our heros had no sooner reached Marseilles, that Popeye and his friend are already beating the streets......
Then a Negro doorman jumps in their way and invites them into the whorehouse.
BUT
"""The client", wants it to have more "Rhythm" ...".
OK, Groovey....
So, Her Highness has to do a wee bit more laundry...
Groovy....
Subsuquently,
For panel #1:
"No sooner in Marseilles, where the ship did dock,
that Popeye & his pal went off exploring, half-cocked...
Beating the streets looking to play,
'Til a big, black doorman jumps in their way...
Well, they heard out his pitch without a dispute...
Then agreed to enter this house; a house of ill-repute...".
What do you think???
Honestly,
I'm looking for honesty...
AND -
WAIT TILL YOU SEE THIS ARTIST'S ILLUSTRATIONS OF BODILY FLUIDS!!!
SO....
Let's fast forward to #13/16,
shall we?
Can't wait to interpret this one....
And this is a clean one!
We did notice this in the original translation though:
"Massages his wilted prostate with his dick".....
We are going to have to make Scotty work, because these need to be documented.....
i.e.
So as they will not only be viewed by the filthy rich....
If I was in a better way, I would have forced them to be scanned.
Color me gone...
qw
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Just Dandy!!!
Hair Alert.
Whatever you do, don't you go and talk to strangers....
Unless he has lips like that....
Then I would forgive you...
qw
Whatever you do, don't you go and talk to strangers....
Unless he has lips like that....
Then I would forgive you...
qw
Saturday, March 26, 2011
There Are Times When Cheap Beer Tastes Better Than The Finest....
Perhaps a couple of you know what we mean...
Friday, March 25, 2011
Ladies That Luncheon ...
Congratulations!!!
mrpeenee
is
Retired!
And has joined the "other" Club of The Great Unwashed...
Do we smell caviar???
Photo via The New York Times
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Commute This
We have been doing an apartment that doubles as a show salon over a very well established tailor's shop on 55th & 5th. So every morning we take the subway to 59th & The Plaza Hotel (Central Park SE), come up above ground and embattle the crowds to walk just four blocks.
It really is very lovely to enter the ground level city there....
photos from Google image search
It really is very lovely to enter the ground level city there....
photos from Google image search
However....
(And we are probably being too harsh here)
Why would one take a picture of the apple store? By that we mean they aim the camera so as not to capture the street (people) level?
Thought we'd mention... a vertical shot of trump tower???
They are certainly not new yorkers... Except for the day.
We love the visitors, we really do, there is something very comforting about being in a throng and not hearing English being spoken incessantly.... Trust us.
SOCK MY BLUR!!!
We love new york.
People take pictures.
People talk.
People don't talk.
People are German; People are French & sometimes Bengalese, etc.
People drive livery cabs.
People have places to be.
People sell their art on the sidewalk.
Some people sell their arts on the sidewalk.......
People are has-beens..
Peoples are wanna-be and will-be.
People are hungry.
People want to be free.
Some people are republican.....
This people is just trying to pay the electric bill...
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Dear Earth Mother,
We Are Sad.
&
Forever Your Flop...
Forever.....
w
9:55pm EDT
About six-thirty we went out to do the garbage & recycling....
It is cold & rainy, and we are dealing with doggie doo and poo-poo pampers, as well as the drama of it all. The only bright side is that, since We're dressed, We will walk across the avenue to the bodega to buy a couple of forties & some Drum. So we did.....
As we were paying for our shit, the most hellacious noise insinuated itself upon the ears of the listeners of twenty-fourth avenue in Astoria...
Hail... Pea sized hail...
The very beautiful, Korean grandmother cringed; she cringed...
"What is that?", she looks, and then she says:
"Ice! Is that ice?" she quires.
We say:
"Ice! Yes! ....... Hail..... Hey-L.... Hail, sometimes this big!" We made hand gestures, and then for some reason she assumed that we wouldn't go out in it.
Jesus wept.
We left.
Now you have to understand that the bodega is only thirty seconds from our front door on foot, if there is no traffic. And there was no traffic.
This pea sized hail came down at quite the clip, at ten seconds into it, peas crunching under our crocs, we reached for our camera(phone) but didn't have it...
In that half-a-minute the ground turned white, the street looked like silver Fleckstone, then we thought it that it was too bad that we didn't have our camera, we could do a post on crazy New York weather, you know, anything to push Liz's timely passing away from the foreground.
You know something like.... "Oh Hail!!" or "What The Hail" or...... "It's Raining White Diamonds".
We thought this!
Really......
Anything to push Liz's timely passing away from the foreground....
It was not until much later after checking what other people have been saying on their blogs (all of it most revealing) ...
Then mrpeene posted, and he said something to the effect that the "White Diamonds" commercial was his favorite Taylor flick....
That's when we put two and two together and got the spectacular four-four that we are wearing as we type.. (it's grey, mistress, that way we can find our drinkie-winky!)
So, To Summarize -
TRUE STORY...
It was a cold,
rainy, sleety
and a hailing,
grey day in Young,
Olde New York...
I did the refuse...
I bought my booty,
on several levels........
At the very moment crept I, into my den,
the skies of New York rained white diamonds upon my head....
The day Elizabeth died.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Happy Fifth Blogaversary Infomaniac!!!
Just stopped by MJ's
And the party is really the far-out-est!...
However,
We decided to hang out in the grey room -
&
It had absolutely nothing to do with the frat boys....
But
How does one thank someone (MJ)
Who has taken you from crayons to perfume......
It
Isn't
Easy, But..
I'll
TRY!.....................
I'd say a titty-twister between chums would be appropriate...
OH!
Did we mention that the traditional gift for the fifth is....
WOOD?
So we brung her a basket of it:
AND
a
Fresh Houseboy...
(And God knows the Mistress' houseboys are all a little worse for the wear.)
His Name's Woody...
Love the Mistress
qw
Monday, March 21, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Wearing Our Favorite Outfit...
White Polyester Stretch Slacks & Simple Lime-Green Top.
Vodka in one hand; hand-rolled cigarette in the other.
Vodka in one hand; hand-rolled cigarette in the other.
Oh!
&
That's Shawn in the foreground, he trims our greens.
More Shawn HERE!
Friday, March 18, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Our Dear Friend, Pat McGroin, Sent Us Some Pictures.....
Of Model Erin Heatherton:
Erin's Go Bra...
&
Erin's Goin' Bra-less...
...ANYWAY...
Well, we know where Shane MacGowan will be tomorrow, putting on his Irish well past the wee hours of Friday morn.........
And like every other year, it ain't Dublin or Manhattan...
Perhaps We'll walk over and lift one.
qw
real st. patty's day madness HERE
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Hey! Hayward!
Posted on our avenue with tape...
(took the "great hair" one)
...Et cetera -
Hair Alert
Shoe Alert
Shoe Alert
You Are My Pride & Joy.... And we really do think you're groovy.
You kids that don't know Flo & Eddie need to click here
No jokes... in Cleveland back then, everyone's grandmother made the BEST pirogies...
so just leave these boys alone...
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Well, At Least Someone Got a Balloon....
On a little prose overload right now...
We will discuss that soon.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Wisconsin is America's Future...
Any Americans viewing this really need to understand what is happening in Wisconsin...
We were contemplating posting our thoughts on the travesty that is the present Wisconsin state government, however we were too livid to collect our thoughts. Then we came across David Dust's post on the matter, and it is exactly what we would like to communicate, precisely.
If you are an American, you really need to take a couple of minutes and go HERE and give at least a half a damn.
A special thanks to David for putting together this simple & elegant piece, saving us from the torment of doing it ourselves.
qw
Terry Hynde Photo
For all of y'all that keep smacking on my google.....
Here ya go -
Here ya go -
Too painful for me to help you out & make it easy for ya.....
Just google the numbers band kent
The Xanax is working.... Gay guys don't like me..... I'm Nude & Groovy... Yes, Yes, Yes.....
Things are getting back in order....
PERHAPS
I'll
GET
Dressed Now.
Just
as
SOON
as
The Straight Boys
STOP
calling.
She May Have Been an Evil Republican Bitch.....
But at least her Hairdresser & Dressmaker were
Union Democrats.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
The Others Always Teased Me for Being a Virgin.....
Then One Day I Realized....
They Were Just Sluts.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Murder On Her Mind -
Agatha Christie
Using her Dictaphone.
"I hate to believe the worst about people, but it is so often true."
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