“The Man Aisle” on the blog is a prime example of why feminism is needed for the whole human race, and not just men. I am insulted by the implication that I, as a man, would eagerly consume that crap.
Furthermore, the whole notion of a “man cave” is annoying as hell. Whatever happened to a family simply having a “den” or a “game room” where people of both genders can have a good time?
If a man is so desperate to escape his wife and daughters that he must build a room that is a shrine to maleness, well, I’d say he has more problems than a pool table and a giant flatscreen TV can solve.
“Man Aisle,” hell! Where’s the chocolate? Not to mention the sugar (white and brown), flour, salt, baking soda, eggs, butter and vanilla that you need to wrap around a bag of chocolate chips before you bake them? I don’t even see one container of Hershey’s Special Dark Cocoa on those shelves. Sheesh!
On a sleepless night … more gems from The Blog, to keep our, you know, sleeplessness, livable. I am often intrigued by FB items, but the illustrations from the “Sad Tale of the Courtship of Chevalier Slyfox Wikof” are beyond the pale, even of the Frog Blog. They make insomnia … bewildering. And, Flight Suit, I have easy rental rates on my soapbox. Not that I found anything to disagree with in your rant.
See? See? —You tell those things to your geckos, they start up a big insurance company, and next thing you know it’s a Red Letter Day to shut up! See what happens when you trust lizards?!
I’ve heard people refer to a ‘man cave’ but I never realized that it might be a place with a TV where junk food might be consumed. I had a mental picture of a garage, basement or garden shed, a place with an oil-stained concrete floor and a light dusting of sawdust… I had always assumed that the use of the word ‘cave’ indicated a recognition of the fact that, however old men might get, they would still indulge in activities too messy for the civilized parts of the house.
The air-mail planes were DH-4Bs, biplanes with an open cockpit for the pilot. With a top speed of about 140 miles/hour and a Post Office requirement to fly in any kind of weather, that flying suit probably wasn’t nearly warm enough.
BlogImmigrants: those tough looking ladies in the first picture look like they come from Zeeland – a Dutch province largely below sea level, with the official motto ‘luctor et emergo’. Which can loosely be translated as ‘Never mind the bloody North Sea’.Perhaps they emigrated because they got tired of getting wet feet every time there was a good north western. Or maybe they were running from the police? Something in their expression tells me they might have been in a gang or something.Here’s a picture of some girls in similar costumes, who may have formed the first all-female motorcycle gang: http://www.flickr.com/photos/tuuur/6946030335/in/photostream/lightbox
FLIGHT SUIT over 12 years ago
“The Man Aisle” on the blog is a prime example of why feminism is needed for the whole human race, and not just men. I am insulted by the implication that I, as a man, would eagerly consume that crap.
Furthermore, the whole notion of a “man cave” is annoying as hell. Whatever happened to a family simply having a “den” or a “game room” where people of both genders can have a good time?
If a man is so desperate to escape his wife and daughters that he must build a room that is a shrine to maleness, well, I’d say he has more problems than a pool table and a giant flatscreen TV can solve.
margueritem over 12 years ago
And it’s a better listener, too.
Bill Thompson over 12 years ago
“Man Aisle,” hell! Where’s the chocolate? Not to mention the sugar (white and brown), flour, salt, baking soda, eggs, butter and vanilla that you need to wrap around a bag of chocolate chips before you bake them? I don’t even see one container of Hershey’s Special Dark Cocoa on those shelves. Sheesh!
Steve Bartholomew over 12 years ago
I just realized what the red letters in today’s FA spell.
coltish1 over 12 years ago
On a sleepless night … more gems from The Blog, to keep our, you know, sleeplessness, livable. I am often intrigued by FB items, but the illustrations from the “Sad Tale of the Courtship of Chevalier Slyfox Wikof” are beyond the pale, even of the Frog Blog. They make insomnia … bewildering. And, Flight Suit, I have easy rental rates on my soapbox. Not that I found anything to disagree with in your rant.
Sisyphos over 12 years ago
See? See? —You tell those things to your geckos, they start up a big insurance company, and next thing you know it’s a Red Letter Day to shut up! See what happens when you trust lizards?!
Molly mcgee over 12 years ago
There was a post for you two msgs before the one addressed to you.. Sorry for the confusion.
*Space Madness at The Station* over 12 years ago
Don’t let on when I was wierd, and you were wierd too.
“You Break Just Like A Little Girl”
Sisyphos over 12 years ago
Re: FB—Kurowski’s Sausage Shop, on Milwaukee Avenue in Chicago (I may have walked by its location in my distant youth): Kurowski’s
J Short over 12 years ago
Go fish.
J Short over 12 years ago
I’ll shut up, shuttin up. (Bugs)
androgenoide over 12 years ago
I’ve heard people refer to a ‘man cave’ but I never realized that it might be a place with a TV where junk food might be consumed. I had a mental picture of a garage, basement or garden shed, a place with an oil-stained concrete floor and a light dusting of sawdust… I had always assumed that the use of the word ‘cave’ indicated a recognition of the fact that, however old men might get, they would still indulge in activities too messy for the civilized parts of the house.
Bill Thompson over 12 years ago
There’s more out William Hopson here:
http://about.usps.com/who-we-are/postal-history/airmail-pilot-bill-hopson.pdf
and
http://www.postalmuseum.si.edu/airmail/pilot/pilot_old/pilot_flying_hopson.html
The air-mail planes were DH-4Bs, biplanes with an open cockpit for the pilot. With a top speed of about 140 miles/hour and a Post Office requirement to fly in any kind of weather, that flying suit probably wasn’t nearly warm enough.
Linguist over 12 years ago
Gabbing with geckos is great ! They don’t talk back…
cleokaya over 12 years ago
There is not a single item on the “Man Aisle” that attracts me. Where are the booze, cigars, girlie magazines and ribeye steaks?!?
Treerabbit over 12 years ago
BlogImmigrants: those tough looking ladies in the first picture look like they come from Zeeland – a Dutch province largely below sea level, with the official motto ‘luctor et emergo’. Which can loosely be translated as ‘Never mind the bloody North Sea’.Perhaps they emigrated because they got tired of getting wet feet every time there was a good north western. Or maybe they were running from the police? Something in their expression tells me they might have been in a gang or something.Here’s a picture of some girls in similar costumes, who may have formed the first all-female motorcycle gang: http://www.flickr.com/photos/tuuur/6946030335/in/photostream/lightbox
margueritem over 12 years ago
Love your painting, A Person of Interest.
daffydowndilly over 12 years ago
A Person Of Interest: I have to agree with margueritem, it’s an absolutely wonderful piece of work. I love it too. May we see more please?
Linguist over 12 years ago
Let me also add my compliments on the painting, A Person of Interest, and hopes we see more in the future.