Michael Cera and Jason Schwartzman Do The Weather

It's pretty cute. I love the parts with the school bus, but why are they doing those? Do they have year-round school in Atlanta? Cuz that would suck.

The Bridgestone Invitational

We attended the tournament on Sunday and got lucky at every turn. First off, after a late start, we got there before nine and paid only $8 to park on someone's lawn. I've done this in years' past but never was it as organized as this year. It was a neighborhood effort and I hope they pooled their monay and did something fun with it, like a block party for kids or a vodka party for adults.

There was a huge list of things you could not bring to the venue, including phones and cameras. They didn't even look through my tiny purse, so i totally could have gotten away with one, and a flask to boot. :( That's okay. I'll file that info away until next year.

We arrived to check out the leader board in time to see Stenson (the only golfer with a female caddy) on the 9th green and then Tiger and Anthony Kim in the fairway. First off, why the hell is Anthony so damn skinny? He's like 5'5" and 120 at the most. I look like She-Ra next to him. Secondly, they were laughing and talking and having a good time together even though they SUCKED ASS. It might as well be fun, right?

We parked ourselves in the front row at the 10th green and saw every single golfer. I highly recommend that you bring those folding camp chairs if you ever attend a professional golf event. They make a world of difference. Anyhoo, the green at 10 was brutal. We kept track, and there were only nine birdies all day! NINE. Out of 78 golfers.

We walked down to position ourselves on 18 where most of the golfers would be hitting their second shot when, uh oh! Bubba Watson hits a shot that lands right behind the corner of the giant leader board. It could have been worse, but this is another skinny guy. How the hell does he hit it over 300 yards? I need to study that swing. Mr. McSlore tells me that he gets his hips out so far that his belt buckle faces the flag before he even makes contact with the ball. I've tried that. The ball goes a staggering 30 feet. On a good day.

So, we watch a few guys hit and then stand at the 17th tee where we can hear a ruckus at the 16th green. it turns out that Hunter Mahan hit into a permanent flower bed which they treat as part of the cart path and they let him take a drop. He par'd the hole after over-shooting the green.

What a miracle. He waltzed onto the 17th without a care in the world and hit a hybrid. Uphill. Like, 250 yards, and won at 12 under. Good for him. Here's his post game interview. I would show you Tiger's as well but the media still treats him like shit so I'm not going to bother. He still gets twice as many people to show up than those tournaments without him, and I think it's time to start asking him questions without so much schadenfreude and sneering condescension. It bugs the shit out of me, so I don't know how he handles it without slugging somebody.

Big Cats Like To Get Stoned Too

My head! Is it still attached to my body?

You might want to mute the music. It's pretty freaking annoying.

If You Ever Wondered What It Is Like To Live Through A Bomb Being Dropped On You

Read these accounts of the atom bomb dropping on Hiroshima. Terrifying, just unreal.

http://gizmodo.com/5606053/this-it-how-it-feels-to-be-under-a-nuclear-attack

Wow

I'd Ride This Just For The Hell Of It

Speaking of mass transit, does anyone know when the super fast railway between Cleveland and Chicago is supposed to happen?

The Stupidity of Big Brother

Teenagers With A Plan

French And Saunders Ballerinas

I might just post every single F&R video until I exhaust the youtube supply, then dig into my own vaults. This one exposes the ridiculously high standards of ballet. I never was into it as a kid. I loved football, tennis and board games.

I had one friend that lived and breathed it. She'd show off in her basement, I'd say, "oh, I can do that!" fall on my face in laughter after several terrible pirouettes with equally horrifying facial expressions stolen from The Red Shoes. I don't think she invited me back much after that. Hmm.

Color Photographs From A Very Dreary Time

You have to look at these pictures. They are rare color photographs from the depression and into the forties. The quality is surprisingly good and I love how the colors make the time period seem less nostalgic and more real. A must see.

http://blogs.denverpost.com/captured/2010/07/26/captured-america-in-color-from-1939-1943/

I love the lady in the red kerchief and her matching red nail polish. That's how I would have done it, Lord knows.

A Year Later

I almost forgot! Mr. McSlore and I quit smoking a year ago July 19th. I don't even miss it. Sometimes I light up in my dreams, then immediately put it out in disgust.

Those first days were HELL but it was one of the smartest things I ever did, other than moving to NY with Billy and Kathy, and saying, "what the hell?" whenever something outlandish was suggested.We should all say "what the hell?" more often, except for doing reality shows. Leave that to the professionals who have no souls or conscience.

And let me ask you this- why is it that Lady Bunny doesn't have her own show? Did you see her on Drag U? Such elegance and refined glamour. Miss Andy is missing the boat with that one. I can see the credits rolling on Bravo now- Real Ugly Housecoats of The Meatpacking District. RuPaul can do the reunion specials and Bunny will have it out with Tammie Brown and Dame Edna and Joan Rivers can act as fashion police at all the step & repeats.

What's that, you say? Joan's not a drag queen? Don't be silly.

By the way, the picture is of me lighting up my very last cigarette. Yikes!

Pond Waterfall At Night

Soothing.

Oh, Snap!

I have been moping around for the past day, and this perked me right up.
Not a fan of The Astley, eh?

For Fans Of Me And Fans Of TVgasm

I have left TVgasm. It was a long time coming for many reasons, none of which I will go into here. I appreciate everything that Flipit has done for me and the chance he gave me to get back to writing again. I will continue to blog and recap, but from this website. I encourage everyone to keep reading TVgasm since it is a wonderful place to get your TV news and snark, and I hope that you continue to get some from me here as well.

I'm going to concentrate on my family and my golf game and then get back to the housewife bitches on my own schedule. Love you guys and thanks so much for all your support. I love all the friends I have made from the website and hope to continue them here.

Love and Kisses,

Twunty McSlore

Your Johnson

Vintage Ads put this one up and it's a classic.