Thursday, January 15, 2009

Final Bush Address - Reax

UUUGHH!!

Only 15 minutes!! Thank god, that's over!

He's is both a liar and delusional.

8 years of national nightmare coming to an end.

Buh Bye!

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

What's My Line ?

Why could it be Someone who just married off her daughter to somebody even gayer than her father...

... or grandfather

And was going to star in a movie as a character based on a red hot Broadway mama and yet the lead character was based on her...



Meow
Yes She actually sang it!

and she was almost in it!

And I love her...

Cos 6 years earlier, This was her!

For My Lost Aidas P. - Sandie Shaw


Always...

Think I'll google him

Once - My British Invasion - Petulia C!

DOWNTOWN!

Miss Petulia Clark!

let's be gay

Shall we?

Saturday, January 10, 2009

ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS ... Hospital

... Betty, Gunga, Catie ... I think we must get together at my place soon ... for a well-deserved Ab-Fab marathon. Here's an old eppy to whet your whistles and get you warmed up!

Part I



Part II



Part III



I think this episode is most appropriate, given what our dear Catie has been through recently!

Friday, January 2, 2009

Where's Waldo

Albuqurque Al wants us to know...

Memo to Roland Burris

Remove yourself from consideration for the open Illinois US Senate seat.

I have 2 reasons for you to do so.

I) The next senator from Illinois must be squeaky clean. No corruption. No backroom deals, ever. I don't know if you are corrupt or not. Being an old school Chicago/Illinois pol I would suspect your cred's are less then sterling. In any event, just by accepting our disreputable Governor Blagomess's nomination, you are now tainted. It won't ever go away. And it reeks to high heaven. And then you, in humility of office, name your children after yourself: Roland & Rolanda, No ego's here.

II) From now on I demand only the brightest elected officials. I'm sick to death of those who can, doing, and those who can't, going into government. We have had demonstrably disastrous results from electing simpletons such as Preznit Bush and Gov. Blago. Also, from what I know and have seen of you over the years, I am simply underwhelmed. And now, MSNBC tells me Sen. Durbin is trying to get a hold of you but you are not responding because you do not know how to work the voice mail function on your cel phone.

I call that case closed. Let someone competent and completely beyond reproach fill the shoes of our Senator Obama. You owe us that!

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Berlin: 1936--1945

The glory...


...and the price of folly and evil!

A Sideways Look at Shirley Bassey

I seem to recall Ms Bassey has some fans over here on Pabulum, so when they showed the Morecambe and Wise Christmas Show from 1971, featuring the Welsh Wonder, I just had to post her contribution.

Stars queued up to be humiliated by the comedy duo, and Shirley was shown up good and p0roper.

Friday, December 26, 2008

Eartha Kitt - Where Is My Man

For the Boyz:


There was something hilariously ironic about this femme fatale blasting on speakers in every gay club in America in the '80's.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Eartha Kitt RIP - Santa Baby

She spoke truth to power (LBJ), getting her banned from Batman (she WAS, what else. The Catwoman), and was purrfect in everything else.

Harold Pinter 1930-2008--A Very Unflattering Portrait of America

...but as the sun sets on the Bush regime, it's one of the clearest images ever painted. This clip is 45 minutes, but certainly worth it. This was his acceptance speech for the Nobel Prize for Literature, which he received in 2005.


I saw this and thought of you

My best friend and I are honorary members of each other's families. I was supposed to go to her house today to have Christmas Dinner with her and her mother, but then her brother and his relatively new wife, who's Bulgarian, invited us all to eat with them.

They live in an apartment in a big old country house which is used as a private country club. Ricky is their accountant. The house is high on a hill in the Weald of Kent, and from their living room window thay have an amazing view over miles of Kent countryside.

They have acquired small plots in the grounds to garden, and Katya has taken to it with a vengeance. She has also become obsessed with orchids, and has some in their apartment, and some in a meeting room, where she has been allowed to leave the heating on all over the festive season, while no-one else much is around.

I don't know what this one is, but it is in glorious flower, and I immediately thought of Gunga Dean.


Any idea what it is?

Jib-Jab's The Year in Review

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

And Later Today...

I got in one of K's sister's car for an excursion and looked down at my ankles and low and behold, there was Kerry. (I had successfully avoided assisting in unpacking the car knowing he lurked somewhere within.)

Sister sez: "I hope you're OK. I forgot he was down there!"

I sez: "Its OK. We are old friends."

We also finished decorating the palm tree. You may recall the pictures from last year of Kerry up on a ladder decorating it in black socks with sandals, bermuda shorts and white belt (faux pas due to lost luggage). Kerry always poured his heart and soul into decorating this tree. So we had a major tribute to pay. The first palm frond took us an hour. As we progressed we honed our technique and did the last frond in under 10 minutes. Lights, lights, and more lights. At night, you can now see it from the space station. We're labeling the tree tonight as "Kerry's Tree".

It is the marvel of Periwinkle Park. People have come by with tripods snapping photo's. Methinks, Kerry is pleased.

Catie's Shell update:

Banded Tulip
and
Drum Roll, Please!
At last, the tiniest Sanibel Wentletrap EVEH!!! (thank you, Maggie)

Also, on the aforementioned excursion I found a silver pendant of a Lighthouse. It spoke to me! I had to have it! It was triple marked down because...

It has the most obscene shape, due to the ill conceived placement of a scallop and a sand dollar at its base. Kerry is laughing.

Get Packin', Rod Blagojevich!


by John McHugh
(to the tune of "God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen")

Get packin', Rob Blagojevich
The state's in disarray
The Tribune wants you unemployed
At least by Christmas Day.
The TV pundits want your head
Could there by pay to play?
Oh, tidings, of comfort and joy
Save Illinois!
Oh, tidings, of comfort and joy

Good riddance Rod Blagojevich
Your Elvis look's inane,
The Senate's mad, so's Lisa's dad
You drive us all insane.
Our transit's broke, the state's a joke,
The Tollway's one big pain.
Oh, tidings, of comfort and joy
Save Illinois!
Oh, tidings, of comfort and joy

Good luck old Rod Blagojevich
The feds have quite a place
Fitzgerald's poked his nose around
And if he has a case,
George Ryan's moving stuff around
Creating extra space.
Oh, tidings, of comfort and joy
Save Illinois!
Oh, tidings, of comfort and joy