Blooper Reel
It’s Saturday and that means it’s time to roll out the Blooper Reel of photos I took through the week that didn’t make it to a post. And so, just like Jackie Gleason...awaaay we go!
I just told you, it's the Blooper Real, what you can't read?
I'm a model you know what I mean, and I do my little turn on the catwalk.
The Journey to Self-Appreciation. You gotta love a church that gives a sermon about masturbation!
That sound you hear is Abbie Hoffman spinning in his grave.
That sound you here is William Burroughs spinning in his grave.
I've heard that people are dying to get in to this place!
Thank God!
I think in the case of motor vehicle accidents, it's not so much the snoring as it is falling asleep at the wheel in the first place. But that's just me.
Flying cannibal alert!
I got your creative parking right here!
After reading Friday’s post, photographer and bon vivant, man about town, Chris Protopapas, sent in this cool photo he took of Keens Steakhouse back in 1974, when it was still Keens Chophouse. You can see more of Chris’ 1974 New York photos here. Thanks for sending that in, Chris!
Abbie Hoffman, Bloopers, William Burroughs Posted on Saturday, March 10, 2012 at 9:39AM
Reader Comments (11)
"The Journey to self-appreciation"
Dr. Michael Brown or Dr. Feelgood?
I feel good, I knew that I would.
Stay on the scene like a sex machine.
Dr. Brown.
(Shit stream of consciousness indicates I need coffee.)
Wow, the Keene's Chophouse brings back memories, how many drunken times did I spend in Times Square passing Keene's on my way up or down from there? I remember 6th Ave in the 30s was filled with loads of bars, you would like it in the 1960s, you could have gotten stoned in any way you liked. Turn on, tune out, drop dead.
We get alot of that kind of creative parking here in hillbillly effing heaven where I live when the bar downstreet from me declares a happy hour or a ladies night special...
Hillbilly goddamnit! Damn unalterable posts...goddamn hangover...
csp: Love the stream of consciousness! Give up coffee and become a poet!
@Mykola Mick Dementiuk: What I'd give for a time machine to go back to those days! Feel lucky you've got your memories!
@Jaws: Happy hour/ladies night definitey equals creative parking in all kinds of places! And may I suggest a hair of the dog that bit you to soothe that hangover? Bark, bark!
"I'm so proud of my daddy... 'cause every time he hits my momma...SHE STAYS DOWN!" - old trailer court folk saying (Traditional). Ghod, I love living here.
I love the 'Blooper Reel'. A perfect Saturday post.
As you and I can attest, 'SNORTING is No Joke' either.
Keep Tripping Daddio!
"Don't knock masturbation, it's sex with someone I truly love." - Woody Allan
"I will spend the balance of my time admiring my own former eloquence." - William F. Buckley's answer when asked why he didn't use up all the rebuttal time during a debate
Wonder if the self appreciation church is filled with mirrors and KY?
@Jaws: Ha ha ha! I need to visit sometime!
@"Boris:" Ha ha ha! And SNORTING pool chalk is risky business too! Let's talk soon, Daddio!
@DaveW: Great Woody Allen quote and maybe I need to take a trip back to that church to find out!
That's a pretty little kitty, but I can't believe anyone would let their pet wander around NYC. Anyhoo, always love the Blooper Reel and I especially liked Chris' photo of Keen's from back in the day. Very cool.
@Biff: The cat lives in the deli next door and they let him wander around the streets. I've told them it's not a smart thing to do, but they don't listen. That is a great photo Chris took!