Friday, October 23, 2009

Friday Fuuurrriction...

LOL - thanks Alexander :)

Monday, October 19, 2009

1948 cartoon...

Keep in mind that Harding College is a Church of Christ School; so religious reference aside - given who produced it- still makes the cartoon very cutting edge for 1948 - and is eerily relevant to what is going on today...

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Bang bang Max

Well it is a beautiful day in New Orleans, so why did I start it with crying ?

My Next Door Neighbor was having a heated argument with his next door neighbors – The Bitch – yes lovely story – maybe they will move when she goes to prison.

Anyhoo – after the shouting match was concluded – evidently my Neighbor was a victim of their scheme – he pulled out of his parking place and rammed into my baby – my 1 month old new car – TIM – named for the license plate TIM 315.

At least my neighbor is honest and willing to pay for all damages; but it is a hassle to get the car fixed and get a rental etc. and I have to admit that it is never the same after your new car gets into an accident. My neighbor was about as upset as I was so I did not make him feel any worse than he already felt; good thing it was me not my alter ego Raspootin

This song keeps going through my head

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

hair today gone tomorrow....

you could ask yourself

you could ask yourself

once in a life time...

Last night Raspootin – not me definitely Raspootin was having a dream about styling Cathy B’s hair. The only problem was that Cathy’s B hair was filled with black fungus and little bugs. The people looking at her skillful do- making kept saying that that it looked great, so Raspootin figured that she must be imagining the infestation.

Well about this time Raspootin woke feeling the call of Nature – around 4:00 am. As she tried to get out of bed she realized that her book was affixed by some mysterious subject to the side of her head. So she tried to put on her glasses to see what the deal was and could not get them on as the book and whatever was in her hair was blocking the process. Immediate call to contact lenses… upon further sighted investigation Raspootin to her horror realized that the book was stuck to her head with a large wad of gum; nestled conveniently at the root of her hair directly above her left ear. After much pulling, the book came away and the cover of the book was still firmly in place against her ear.

4 am – not so much a favorite time on Raspootin’s list – in fact Raspootin pretty much looked like the lead singer of The Talking Heads, kind of gyrating around wondering what to do. Finally the decision was made to make a drastic cut.

Typical that one of the biggest Gallery nights of the season is Saturday night and now poor Raspootin has a large bald spot. Could have been worse and she could have fell asleep face forward on the book.

The strange thing about the incident is that Raspootin never chewed gum before she went to bed. Raspootin was unaware that there was even any gum in the house; with the exception of nicorette which turns to stone the moment it is removed from ones mouth.

Just another mystery of how the gum could have possibly got on the back of the book ; how Raspootin could have failed to note it was there, and of all the bad luck – roll on the book in her sleep and get it stuck in her hair.

BW – I swear it is catching…

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

nasty brain business...

EWEEEWWEEE fried rat brain for dinner; now that is an icky bit if raspootin ever saw one

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

college best try ?

So Raspootin tried to have a creative labor day....

Raspootin's friend gave her an un-done fleur de lis ; and Rapootin wants to add that she is a bit awkward that "give" was not really the basis; she asked and then was given.

So a blank slate of fleur de lis. Raspootin likes blank slates on which to build a creative process.

lets spray it all gold and then do a saints theme ?

not so much... Raspootin's paint is all like 200 years old and was in the day approved by the Royal family of Russia... so what to do, we can not have 200 year old paint on the artifact in question...

Well maybe it will hold up better than the
Romanov family

Raspootin puts on old paint then sprays with an even older than 200 year old glaze. like from Cleopatra's time) The paint dissolves, the glaze is like a thick icky bit... Paint is just not made like it used to be.

But low and behold, the end product is questionable but not horrid.

Thank you FR or IH or whom ever you are today for letting me play.

Cleopatra & Romanov family would have had me executed for this... oh I forgot the proletariat did execute me but at least not for this.

Raspootin rests in her case of fleur de lis painting and says given another go - with better paint it could perhaps sell, but not as well as the one who gave her the blank slate.

Thursday, September 03, 2009

oink oink

raspootin is afraid to go into her boss's office...

She thinks he may have swine flu...

Monday, August 24, 2009


Whenever you feel dissatisfied with your job; consider this lady's job and consider yourself lucky.

Wonder how much she got paid to do this in 1952? I don't think there would be enough money ever for Raspootin to even consider the job. In fact Raspootin would probably end up getting shot in the head...

Thursday, August 20, 2009

"what have we done"

Well as the person who sent this to me said:

"Kinda racist" (but reverse racism)

"Kinda funny" (in a Dave Chappelle way)

Monday, August 17, 2009

so what is the answer ?

We already have too many Americans in this country to additionally bear the brunt of supporting illegal immigrants. I don’t think there is a quick fix for the healthcare crisis in this country; but I might suggest that there is a starting point for everything and starting with a crack down on illegal immigration is a good start point as any I can think of.

The argument that we need illegal labor to keep certain industries profitable is fine; so let the employers who are hiring illegal labor be forced to foot the healthcare bills for illegal immigrant’s medical care. I don’t care if the sick person actually works for the companies in question; the companies in question should be levied a mandated fine that in a percentage of what hospitals are paying for illegal aliens. The companies that encourage unlawful entry into the US are obviously not paying social security, Medicare or unemployment tax but benefiting bottom line from cheap labor – so they should be made to pay.

Obviously I am not advocating letting illegal immigrants die because they do not have healthcare; but I am also tired as a tax payer and employer of having the costs to keep these people; who are in the county illegally on sustained life support. Pull the Plug on illegal immigrants. We have enough people that are living in the US legally to worry about.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Typical Raspootin timing




No hurricanes all season and as soon as Raspootin buys a new car (first new car in 14 years) Tres hurricanes look like they are going to enter the gulf. Who figures...

Friday, August 14, 2009

Hombres del cine

Raspootin things the adjective "yummy" is well placed... enjoy!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Cowering spectators

Raspootin approves this message from Thomas Paine :)

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

I fucking read it on the internet or heard Rush say it so it must be so....

I know they are Democrats - not their plan

It is his administration' s plan and it is not based on GB or Canada...

This is not Hillary's plan, this is not Bill's plan, it's Obama's plan and you should listen before making knee jerk decisions based on main stream media thought biases.

I thank Woozie for giving me the information that I needed to make an informed opinion and encourage regardless of party affiliation or simple governmental mistrust, that you at least listen to what the president has to say when answering AARP member's questions.

The purpose of this post is to get you to listen to President Obama, not to try and explain what I learned from listening. I heard, I understood - and for me that is a good thing. I was tired of all the bull shit crap that I was experiencing with talk show hosts and various media. I do not have the time nor the expertize to read the draft of the bill so I felt listening as stated by the President was the best way to understand with out partisan influence. I have no reason to think it would in his interest to lie about the Health Reform Plan.

I listened attentively, the president’s tele- meeting with the AARP; whose members are as seniors most concerned with the Health Care Reform. He took on this group of disbelivers and I think won them over.

I do not think that the IMAC is to screw, but to regulate. For Christ’s sake have we not learned from history that big business not regulated; pollutes, corrupts and steals from the American people? (Site managed care for health – banks and investment firms – and publicly held corporations. Example oil gas, Enron, Ponti Schemes)

I think Obama laid out a succinct plan that could define his administration and radically improve, by taking the competition out of just the major health insurance carriers and paring that with subsidize private and public health care and the overall health care deprivation in this country is then improved.

As President Obama stated, we are already being penalized by managed care and big insurance companies. This is a plan to let that not happen in the future where premiums and deductibles will be so great that basically no one past retirement or not reliant on employer based compensation of health insurance will be able to rely on anything but Medicare.

Medicare as a government run health plan for seniors is successful; cutting out the excesses of the Major Parasitical/ hehee a Freudian spell check error Pharmaceutical Companies will also aid in cutting costs to health care by advocating preventive medicine and care which is an absolute to cutting extraordinary costs based on those who are so sick when entering the emergency room that they are basically dead when they came in because the lack of money to pay the premiums or the doctor bills that would have diagnosed said disease earlier

I also agree that the “death panel” is needed; as explained it simply affords seniors who have not made a Living Will the option to do so; with the knowledge of what they are signing off on. Thousands a year are put on million dollar life support without ever having said, brain dead, if they would rather just be let go. I think – everyone should have a living will; and if it is your choice to waste away so be it; but do not let it be a tax payer problem if you just neglected to state before a catastrophic health event that that would not be your choice.

All in all I have to say thanks to Woozie as I would have never thought to go to The White House website to hear the full explanation from let’s say “the horse’s mouth”.

I think the plan is as sound as any plan that can be put forth at this time. Nothing ventured; nothing gained – and I really do not see where anyone has anything to lose.

Thursday, August 06, 2009

half worm; na this is grosser

I know that my Kentwood dispenser is very, very old. I know I should occasionally bleach it. – SEE I said I know all of these things.

Tonight I was pressing the little blue button for “clean” water and what did I notice? OMG an alien life form is growing in my water bottle. I could not get a close up because it would not let me :) or maybe because I was so startled that I had been drinking this alien life form for about two weeks without noticing its growth that my hand shook.

How disgusting is what I am showing you. Look at the bottle it is almost empty – GAG.

So I did flush the intrusion and pour bleach. If you want to know what is even more disgusting? It is looking at all the ICKY BIT horrible alien parts that were in the flushed water those would have been icky bits Raspootin has ingested… Christ All Mighty Save Raspootin from Icky Bits please! Amen

I have been drinking Crystal Light – mixed with SCHMEGE nasty bits for the past 2 weeks and I never knew -

I swear that I have never seen such a growth in my water bottle and all I can do is hope that the Kentwood Water People (home of Brit Spears) will explain to me tomorrow when I call them; for I shall call them and ask if the extreme heat could spawn an alien growth or is it because they do not clean their bottles properly? Hello Law suit :)

Needless to say Raspootin now feels ill and will have to lie down and effect same feeing tomorrow when discussing the growth with Kentwood.

Some how I do not think that justice will be served the same way as if Raspootin had found a finger in her bottle; I just hope the government is not alien chemical testing in Uptown New Orleans; ‘Cause Raspootin and you know that would be like spitting in a down wind; and the only thing worse than drinking alien schmege icky bits is getting your own spit in between the eyes.

do you see it ? kind of hard not too unless you are me...

Omg I am now just freaking

I don't even know if the picture is upside down; just that my stomach was at this point

Close as I could get without it attacking

yeah a big bowl to douche it out

yeah yeah yeah a big bottle of bleach to douche and kill everything ( ha knew that would be of use)

New bottle - ready to roll

Bring it on Obama

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

night out against crime

So it was the night of crime and all were about

The cops were shining; spinning their grout

Then all of a sudden without a spark or a bing

The neighbors realized there were left with no bling.

They looked in wonder and thought of the grinch,

All they could wonder if there was not a glitch.

Tonight was the night where the bravest would fight

But left in the dark there was only good night,

Good night to the pictures

Good night to the song

Good night to the jewleary

Perv – good night to the thong

All about them were prancing and happy

All forgetting that things here are lapsing

Such is the culture that cuts off my gate

Such it the culture that I tend to hate.

Such is the thing that takes a cord

Such is the thing to make it my board

Electric is great I even love my heater

It is hot so sweat but get off my f- meter

Spend your money

Have your fun

Be weary be done

Go home and wonder what was said

And hope to god your dog is not dead.

Night against Crime is gone once again

Full Moon shinning with hopes of a sin

The sin is on they who have not been true

That is people who represent you.

Night against Crime

Does not need to Rhyme

But is the hypocrisy of

The absolute atrocity

In la Belle Nouvelle Orleans

Makes it all seem more Obscene

by raspootin ... who has thought about night out against crime a lot...

first table blocking

the wire to my outlet

Again the wire

Friday, July 24, 2009

Artless in the art of not answering a simple question

If I answered the questions as Inspector General Elizabeth Coleman answered, or did not answer, I do believe that I would be fired.

I am with Congressman Grayson on this – shocked. Elizabeth Coleman should step down or be replaced.

The Inspector General of the Federal Reserve in the video below acknowledges that trillions of dollars cannot be accounted for. The astonishing five-minute clip is taken from a Congressional hearing where Federal Reserve Inspector General Elizabeth Coleman is questioned by Congressman Alan Grayson of Florida on May 6th about huge amounts of money for which the Federal Reserve is responsible.

Friday, July 17, 2009

you are what you eat

Most people, who are fortunate enough to know Raspootin well, know that Raspootin has a name for anything that is deemed unfortunate with food or found in food and this term is ICKYBIT. So when I came across this site I found it quite mesmerizing as not only are there tons of gross looking food concoctions but tons of ICKYBITS making up the food.

I have picked out a few select dishes for your approval. The descriptions would be those of Raspootin – so if you are delighted by the picture and really want to know what it is for your consumption pleasures please browse this site.

Knicky ickybit of yucky shit between two glazed donuts

Repulsive nasty ickybit retch jello crap ( really that is jello ) how gross is that?

oozy ickybit eggs with regurgitated bean base

diarrhea ickybit poop ball pie

and for the one that particularly disgusts Raspootin

fried ickybit logs of lard coverd with pig guts

Hope you have enjoyed this culinary critique...

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

utter clouds in NY...

Raspootin could not resist this one; now we are not seeing Jesus or the Virgin Mary, but Michael in the Clouds with Diamonds.

oh and gross when the lady newscaster person said "I just wanna milk them" ; what was she thinking; "I wanna milk them???"; please that's just nasty "I wanna milk those utter clouds..."

eweeeee :) hehee

Obviously Raspootin is easily amused today.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Round and Round it goes...

Wow this model inspires complete confidence...

Friday, June 26, 2009


raspootin is in tune with radiohead today.

This by the way of explanation is my tribute to Michael Jackson - if you want to hear my long version please go to The Tome

Are you such a dreamer
To put the world to rights
I'll stay home forever
Where two and two always makes a five
I'll lay down the tracks Sandbag and hide
January has April showers
And two and two always makes a five
It's the devil's way now
There is no way out
You can scream and you can shout
It is too late now
Because you're not there
Payin' attention Payin' attention
Payin' attention Payin' attention
yeah I feel it,
I needed attention
Payin' attention
Payin' attention
Payin' attention
Yeah I need it,
I needed attention
I needed attention
I needed attention
I needed attention
Yeah I love it, the attention
Payin' attention
Payin' attention
Payin' attention
Soon oh
I try to sing along
But the music's all wrong
Cos I'm not
Cos I'm notI
'll swallow up flies?
Back and hide
But I'm not
Oh hail to the thief
Oh hail to the thief
But I'm notBut I'm not
But I'm not
But I'm notD
on't question my authority or put me in the box
Cos I'm not
Cos I'm not
Oh go up to the king, and the sky is falling in
But it's not
But it's not
Maybe not
Maybe not

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

"dumb ass" comes to mind...

i swear the fish was THIS BIG...
I was just looking at the SC governor story and laughing ... just seems that The Sanford Staff should have been able to cover up a fling in Argentina with greater finesse; after all isn’t that what they are being paid for?

First “WTF OMG he is Missing ooo where is the Governor? “

“Umm he's hiking”.... “Umm the wife has no idea where he is” (and obviously could care less) “ummm nooo he was not hiking he wanted an "exotic trip” "to get away from his kids" On fathers day weekend ??? Come on… please how does that make him look as a father of 4?

He should fire all his staff and hire Raspootin; I could have made up a much more cohesive, imaginative “story”; Raspootin would of course deserve to be compensated the combined salaries of Sanford’s sad, struggling staff.

I think he almost deserves to step down as Governor, not just the head of the GOP Governors thing (whatever that is) simply because if he can not sync with his staff, his wife and his mistress; what does that say about his abilities to govern. Obviously Raspootin could care less about his sex life; just his ability to lie under pressure. Evidently he needs to read a page out of Bill Clinton’s Book…

hump day humor 062409

a bit pathetic that I have not posted since last hump day oh well... in keeping with the theme

Nun Decorators

The head nun tells the two new nuns that they have to paint their room without getting any paint on their clothes. So the one nun says to the other, "Hey, let's take all our clothes off, fold them up, and lock the door."
So they do this, and begin painting their room.

Soon they hear a knock at the door. They ask, "Who is it?" "Blind man!" The nuns look at each other, then one nun says, "He's blind, he can't see. What could it hurt." They let him in. The blind man walks in and says, "Hey, nice tits. Where do you want me to hang the blinds?"

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

hump day humor...

Mother Superior called all the nuns together and said to them, 'I must tell you all something. We have a case of gonorrhea in the convent.' 'Thank God,' said an elderly nun at the back. 'I'm so tired of chardonnay....’

Thursday, June 11, 2009


This is an amazing video. Silent hero’s indeed. I was thinking about Rev Jon joining up with the Marines and well the dedication of our Military people to each other and to us is quite inspiring when thinking about the course of the human race. These are brothers in Arms.

Took the video away as it was annoying me everytime it loaded...

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

With a little stroke from my friends

This post is all the fault of BW.
He sent me this:

How could we have missed it? March 15 was Penis Day in Japan. Here are the photos. The actual festival is called Honen Matsuri. Celebrated every March 15 in Komaki, a town about 45 minutes north of Nagoya , Japan , this is the time of year where folks haul out a large wooden penis to give three cheers to fertility and renewal. The custom is an old one that is connected to bringing about a good harvest and having babies.

Penis Friendly

Penis in a blanket

Pet my penis?

I then had no; was compelled to go look for all things Penis...

The penis the boy drew on Top of his house(without mom and dad's knowlege) so that Google Earth would get a giggle. His parents evidently did not think it was that funny

The chalk penis on a hillside in The UK

The Cerne Abbas figure has conventionally been viewed as a great symbol of ancient spirituality. A mound below the giant’s left hand may be the sculpted remnant of a severed head which he once clutched – a rather grisly if common ancient Celtic religious symbol.

Yes I even found out about fine penis dining

and then the
Pièce de résistance

This little gem made me finally understand what men like about woman with big booties; yup it reminds them of their little buddies resting under their best pal; Penis.
I never thought I would say this, but I think despite my obvious penis envy, i am all penised out :)

Monday, June 08, 2009

Monday morning missive on poop

A friend of mine sent me this picture of a sign posted in the French Quarter and for some reason is really cracks me up. I dunno if it’s how the guy is squatting (instead of the dog) or perhaps the dark mound of poop that looks like it is being pushed into a cup with the guy’s arm (as his hands seem to be missing). There is something almost nasty disgusting on many levels about the “pick up pets poop” sign that ya have to love it.

Thanks for sending me the picture IH :)

Saturday, June 06, 2009

HIV awareness march UK - London


This is my best friend for well since I was 5 years old. She is walking (as I am typing for a wonderful cause) I am going to leave this up as I would love to have some of you Sponsor her effort for the fight on HIV.

It is very easy and I know from years of being a board member and advocate she and her causes are ultimate. Just because I did this today does not mean your effort goes to naught - just do it and "it" will make you feel better. If nothing else check out Kinkysex a fab band that her company is rep' in.


A missive from my dear friend Melissa Holston:


Just a quick note to reassure all of you that despite threatening weather predictions I will be sallying forth on Sunday as planned. Those of you who have already sponsored me rest assured I intend to do you proud,
To those who have yet to pledge my original grovel stretches before you in all it's abject toadying pleading...

Yes I'm afraid it's that time of year again - it's my abject grovel for sponsorship as I prepare to sally forth once more, this year on 7TH JUNE, to raise money to combat the scourge of prejudice, injustice and HIV.
Please be the absolute angels I know you are and sponsor me...
With the date for this year's walk fast approaching, I thought it high time to cast aside all shame at importuning and get right down to positively grovelling for sponsorship- in the fond hope that some of you lovely people might take pity on my school days flashback nightmare and sponsor me.
For this year's special feature: I'm inviting my friends to join me as well!
A Severe muscle strain this year has meant that high heels and a quick time are probably out of the question so I invite any of my chums who fancies a trot round London for charity to join me!
Last year I hit upon a scheme to record a podcast impression of the day, but found I actually can't stand the sound of my own voice - no, I know, I couldn't believe it either but I may well try again so I should also be carrying a digital voice recorder so feel free to share any stories or impressions.

Those who have known me longest will certainly also boggle at the idea of me walking 10k and in light of the embarrassing recent sunstroke incident armed with an umbrella against rain or sun alike and usually on heels -though sadly this year due to residual injury I fear that we may have to forgo the heels but surely the image alone is worth a tiny pledge.

It's relatively painless to sponsor me through the Walk web-page by clicking this link – it’s possibly the quickest and most cost-effective way for Crusaid to receive your donation. And if you’re a UK taxpayer, Gift Aid means that an extra 28% in tax will be added to your donation at no cost to you. Alternatively see me with cash/cheque in person and I'll enthusiastically add it to the total.
Last year we raised a massive total of £211 including gift aid and my heart swells with pride and gratitude. I am humbled by your generosity and your faith in me, particularly as I know some of you who contributed so generously did not receive your thank you notes of which more below. I know this year has been hard on everybody's pockets so any thing you feel able to proffer will be mentally clasped to my bosom with cries of joy!

Crusaid remains a cause very close to my heart: a UK charity dedicated to helping poor and marginalised people affected by HIV and AIDS. Your support will help Crusaid to continue its vital work.

I have seen tremendous advances in the fight against HIV/AIDS. Crusaid has been a huge part of that and always with a spirit of hope and celebration.
There's still have so much to do.
So Please be a blessed angel and sponsor me - whatever honorarium suits your pocket will be superb.
I prostrate myself at your fluffiest slippered feet.
Thank you for your support.

So please sponsor me now!
have I said that already?

A final serious note!
It has come to my notice that some of those who sponsored me last year did not receive their thank you and consequently felt ignored, slighted and more than a little miffed
Therefore this year just as I prepare this missive personally rather than rely on the site standard message I assure you I will make sure that I contact all of you and make sure you know the high esteem in which you're held - that you're a gorgeous, incredibly generous, sensitive and charismatic individual and i shall be indebted to you to the end of your days or the next time you need the favour reciprocated.

and kinky's ex
Tyger's HeArt Beats
Tyger's HeArt Records
Passion and Compassion in Music
Tyger's HeArts Multimedia
proud to support AND


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Thursday, June 04, 2009

la child porn

I looked at this cover for the actual “Wild Life and Fisheries” magazine as done by “game wardens” who have guns and the power to arrest and confiscate your fish; and well I could not stop looking at it.

On so many levels did I find this offensive that I just kept looking and looking?

Why did I find it offensive?

There is a little girl holding (yes I know) a BB gun with a fake Bambi then LSU all over her clothes/ hat on the ground: Damn right there is something that just does not sit with me about this as a front cover, but what?

My boss said it was in taste with the magazine as the people who subscribed (guess he IS ONE or we just sold them ice machines) would think this is FINE as this how Northern Louisiana raises their kids. BW I mean no offense, because you said you would not have your twins on the cover, but you did defend it.

My response was well shit!!! all the kids that kill kids in school use guns and so having a little baby girl holding a gun - regardless of bb or not is hideous. He said that most kids here are trained from birth with the use of guns. My point was so were all the Columbine and many other rural kids. They had access and knew HOW to use the guns which is why they were so successful in killing their class mates.

I am still so very appalled at this COVER like its okay? It is not okay to place a gun and a fake bambi deer with a small child and call it “art” cover page. I would be less offended by a dead beheaded deer with blood smacked on the hunters face. There is a message that is being sent that just seems so reckless and haphazardly wrong that my brain throbs.

So this just gives a bad message? Is it just me? My co- workers think I am insane; especially when they thought I was going to cancel the subscription and let Wild Life(and the red neck wardens) know what I think. Hey these Wild Life and Fishery Dudes carry guns and have a right to arrest – they are employees of the State. Why put a cute baby with a gun and LSU all over her with bow on LSU hat on the front page? God it disgusts me.

Well I did write a letter on my own and had no response, who figures... but it does give me a large insight to how the minds of Louisiana RED NECKS work.

Please let me know how you feel. Like I said this is the cover of a major State of Louisiana publication and I still can not wrap my mind around the appropriateness given all the child killings we have had in the past 10 years. Kids that are by products of red neck gun owners who feel they have taught their kids to be respectful of guns. Yeah right just enough gun teaching to kill their classmates, with no soul teaching about right and wrong – just the justification of the hunted killing the hunter. Hopefully the little girl on this cover will have high self esteem... god forbid it comes back to haunt this publication; for I will have the copy and remind them if she goes amok.

NO BW – I did not use your company name; I simply did a named unheard comment about something I feel is not only offensive but irresponsible.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

My strange sense of humor

The Monkey

A guy walks in to a bar with his pet monkey. He orders a
drink and while he's drinking the monkey jumps all around
the place. The monkey grabs some olives off the bar and
eats them. Then he grabs some sliced limes and eats them.
Then he jumps on to the pool table, grabs one of the
billiard balls, sticks it in his mouth, and to everyone's
amazement, somehow swallows it whole.

The bartender screams at the guy, "Did you see what your
monkey did?"

The guy says, "No, what?"

"He just ate the cue ball off my pool table -- whole!"

"Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," replied the guy. "He eats
everything in sight, the little idiot. Sorry. I'll pay for
everything." The man finishes his drink, pays his bill,
pays for the stuff the monkey ate and leaves.

Two weeks later, he's in the bar again, and his pet monkey
is with him. He orders a drink and the monkey starts
running around the bar again. While the man is finishing
his drink, the monkey finds a maraschino cherry on the
bar. He grabs it, sticks it up his butt, pulls it out and
eats it.

The bartender is disgusted. "Did you see what your
monkey did now?" he asks.

"No, what?" replied the guy.

"Well, he stuck a maraschino cherry up his butt, pulled it
out and ate it!" said the bartender.

"Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," replied the guy. He still
eats everything in sight but, ever since he swallowed that
cue ball, he measures everything first."

thanks bw :)

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Quincy Verdun Show

various behinds - raspootin should try for more flattering candid shots... oh well good thing she had control of the camera

Picture of the artist and his culinary chef friend; raspootin needs to write peoples names down to remember.

Another extremely flattering shot taken by raspootin. Raspootin is hoping round about this time that no one else had a camera...

The artists friends and family - oh no raspootin sees that guy back there with the camera; hope there are no retaliation shots...

back gallery Quincy with his sister (make note again to write down names) with mr sutton in the back ground hard at work selling his stuff at the other guy's show; all is fair in love, war and the art business.

Group shot!!!
Leon(quincy's brother - youngest) "______" oldest brother Quincy "______" middle brother and "_____" sister. Dont ask raspootin why she remembered Leon's name. She must just have a selective memory when it comes to good looking dark haired men! By the by Leon's Wife "_____" damn can't remember her name was one of the best ladies rapsootin has met in a long time :)

Galerie Royale did not sell anything but we went through a case of wine so I know that at the very least everyone had a splendid time.

Take a look at Quincy's work and if ya tell me you saw it here I will give you the raspootin special friend price :) hahaha

Tuesday, May 05, 2009

yes life is full of unpleasant little surprises...

I was told that I should write a little something with this post. Why the picture? Because the look on that little boy's face reminds me of my how my Dad would look at me or my brother and sister whenever our hands got even near our noses. We would be "daddy we're not picking we're itching" and he would just give us "the look" the same one that boy is giving his sister. Then he would mutter something about kids being really gross.

Just made me laugh. I was having this very conversation on Sunday with a friend of mine and it made me laugh then too.

boogers and children; got a love it all... then to just keep the 'grossness going" why I said unpleasant little surprises; well that is what my mom called any errant boogies found hiding under furniture, on the wall etc. Of course that was not me; that would be the doing of Raspootin's siblings. At least to the best of my memory none of us did the truely disgusting; which would be the slight of hand; booger from nose to mouth :)

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

post 420 :)

Chicago Tribune cartoon 1934:

This is interesting and telling; and yes Frank it does look familiar.

and this is hillarious ... nasty but funny.

The Thingee Study.... The University of Georgia funded a study to see why the head of a man's thingee was larger than the shaft. After 1 year and $180,000, they concluded that the reason that the head was larger than the shaft was to give the man more pleasure during sex.

After they published the study, the Florida State decided to do their own study. After $250,000 and 3 years of research, they concluded that the reason the head was larger than the shaft was to give the woman more pleasure during sex.

Louisiana State University, unsatisfied with these findings, conducted their own study. After 2 weeks and a cost of around $175.46, and 12 cases of beer, they concluded that it was to keep a man's hand from flying off and hitting himself in the forehead

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Musical Marvels

If only the world could come together as well as the musicians in this song do.

Happy Tuesday!

Watch the whole thing it gets better and better. Makes me want to go to Jazz Fest for obvious reasons; and maybe I will just have to play hooky from work and go!

Saturday, April 25, 2009

My my My

So I am sitting here at the gallery with the door open; kind of reflecting and this guy shows up at the front door. He does not immediately walk in; he instead pulls something out of his pocket and compares it to the address. He then just stands there and stares at me for a minute or two.

He has long black hair; a beard and a mustache. He is attractive in a creepy way that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up. He has intense black eyes and a muscular body.

After staring for his 1 minute or so he comes into the gallery and walks directly towards me. I am sitting at the desk looking directly at him. His gaze never waivers. Then he kind of ruins the moment by saying “I am Yogi” (I dunno, “Yogi” couldn’t he come up with a better name like :) Raspootin?) then holds out his hand so I think well what the hell and I go to shake it. He takes my hand and turns it over and touches my palm with his index finger; sort of like one long stroke. I remove my hand still at a loss for words.

He then (before I could say umm get away please) puts his hand on my head. He then backs away from the desk and tells me that he has been “told” to come here. He says that the mole I like to call it my beauty mark (hehee) is very lucky and that something really big is going to happen to me in June; something that will change everything. (I still have high hopes that it is a good something not a bad something)

Then he ruins the mystical moment and pulls out a piece of paper, shrink wrapped to card board with his name on it. (Very well worn and slightly stained I might add) It is the true proof of his talent; Yogi: Psychic Reader of Humanity.

I am not very interested in getting a reading so I say umm no thank you before he can even mention a reading; guess I got a bit of psychic in me too. He then puts the final nail in ruining his initial approach and says well that is up to you; Have a blessed day. Now “Have a blessed day” is something the Jehovah Witness people or the Baptist ministers looking for donations say when they come into the gallery. “Have a blessed day” Wow I guess I was hoping for something more exotic like umm well I don’t know maybe something in Arabic ? That would leave me wondering?

I would not say no to something big that is good happening in June; but like this song I think it was all about:

Friday, April 17, 2009

German ladies beat -off economic woes...

Let us use THIS VIDEO as an example in point.

Well I must say that I found the attached video an enormous relief. I was sitting here contemplating why people think that they should always ask for “deals” when they come into the gallery and buy art. It is extremely rare that some one will say: “OOOO wow I love that! How much? OK I must have it here is my credit card.” It usually is:" umm well how much is that?"; I give them the price; they ignore the price and say “What’s the best Price you can give me.” Sorta like why did I bother putting up that “pretend” price on the wall, because everyone knows that is not the “real” price.

I have noticed a steep increase of this; can you give me something more for nothing as the economy has gone in the shitter. However; I now do not feel quite as bad. Certainly its one thing telling me you want a discount on art; but how would you feel if you were one of the German Ladies in the video and someone not only started to discount your price per client; but then clients asked for additional concessions. NOW I am not sure what sort of “extra” things the men are asking for; but how insulting is it to even think of asking when they are already getting a house discount.

To all my artists out there; at least I take the brunt of the insult for you; I would hate for any of you to think that I am prostituting your work :) Of course every good madam must look out for her best interests while always, always… considering the value of her “boys”.