Here’s an interesting way to market SUVs: a commercial for Subaru’s Forester that depicts a happy couple quietly driving off-road through the forest to look at beautiful deer at a burbling brook (“they’re beatiful…” she whispers) until a fat slob in a huge full-size SUV comes tramping along driving very noisily and fast and scares away the poor deer. He rolls down his window and says in his duh-duh voice “what are you looking at?”

So, that’s the spin – this is the SUV for people that aren’t the butt-headed assholes we see every day driving SUVs – you can buy one without becoming one of those people.

Horrific word of the day: “archi-tainment”

If I ever become some sort of Erma Bombeck-like writer, I’m planning on titling my first book “If my body is a temple, then I’m passing the collection plate.” — unless anyone thinks that may work as a business book title – because that’s where the dough is!

When I was at the Warhol exhibit at the MoCA in LA recently, I saw a few kids looking at one of the Rorschach series and one exclaimed to the others “This one here is the coolest one of all because it’s got three faces in it!”

And now the archives are gone again.
Sheesh.

SNUBA.

This is the most disgusting food I’ve ever seen: Ore-Ida Funky Fries come in flavors such as cinnamon and chocolate. And I’m almost certain the bag suggests you go to funkyfries.com, but that site is devoted to Jewish cooking, which I am sure does not allow for blue or chocolate taters.

And the archives are back – thanks to some wonderful assistance!

Maui is wonderful. I’ll post some stories when I return.

I think the comments are working. Go ahead and go through all the posts and add your own thoughts!

Archives – I hope I can fix that sometime after my vacation – and I have no idea what happened to the background.

Comments coming soon – they may or may not be working now. And the archives are missing, but they’ll come back. Sorry.

I was passing over the Grapevine a few days ago and I saw a real live grass fire – always freaky to see that. Some guy in a semi had pulled over and was using his cab extinguisher to put it out, or at least try. At 65 mph, it’s amazing he could see it and stop in time, let alone cross the freeway to get to it. A few miles later I saw the fire danger status sign: Extreme.

Sticker on the back of a cool looking car: Xtreme for Jesus

The other day I drove through Gilroy and the smell of garlic in my convertible (top-down, of course) was incredible – I don’t think I’d ever noticed it quite that intensely. I’m going back the other way tomorrow, so I’ll have to see if it’s anything like that again.

My celebrity sighting – I saw Dave Foley of the Kids in the Hall as I came out of the Hip House of Blues show last night. We were nose-to-nose almost as we made our way out. I looked at him and smiled, and he looked at me with some sort of benevolent confusion. I said nothing, since nothing short of “would you be my friend?” would have mattered much…