Friday, September 23, 2011

WHILE REGAINING OUR HEALTH, WE REACH FOR THE EASY AND INEVITABLE PICTORIAL CONTENT

Is all this medical talk and lack of deadly cogent commentary getting boring? Try it from where I’m sitting. (Or click here for a vintage Farren/Colquhoun tune that’s just showed up on YouTube.)

The secret word is Patient

I’VE HAD MY UPS AND DOWNS WITH LEMMY’S CAPITALIST LEANINGS THROUGH THE DECADES, BUT THIS IS A PRETTY COOL PIECE OF MERCHANDISE.






















Sadly the Motorhead deck of cards doesn’t seem to be on sale in the UK. (Although some American cousin might send me one –hint?) Click here for Lem earning.

GRATUITOUS NAKED LADY WHO LOOKS LIKE ELIZABETH TAYLOR BUT PROBABLY ISN’T

Click here for Smokey

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

THE CAT TURNED BLUE. WHAT WERE WE SUPPOSED TO DO?













I promised not blog until at least partially recovered from my recent malady, but some things can’t be ignored no matter the risk.

Click here for Judy. (He’s still delirious!)

The secret words are Laid and Up

THE FROZDICK FAMILY













Max and Maudie Frozdick always had the answer to what ailed them.

SMOKE 'EM IF YOU GOT 'EM

BUT BLESS THE AMERICAN PENIS

Two days ago, Paul Krugman reported in The New York Times

“During Monday’s G.O.P. presidential debate. CNN’s Wolf Blitzer asked Representative Ron Paul what we should do if a 30-year-old man who chose not to purchase health insurance suddenly found himself in need of six months of intensive care. Mr. Paul replied, “That’s what freedom is all about — taking your own risks.” Mr. Blitzer pressed him again, asking whether “society should just let him die.” And the crowd erupted with cheers and shouts of “Yeah!”

Sunday, September 18, 2011

SUNDAY BREAKFAST (Two Weeks Later)

Just to remind me never to stop expecting the unexpected, I am right now recovering from the painful zap of a big bad bout of pleurisy on top of my already existing Doc Holliday lung condition. Although not actually life-threatening, the episode put a decided crimp in my pursuit of happiness, and a temporary but highly significant slow-down on my creative endeavors. This is my first outing to the internet in two weeks and I'm currently still hiding from Facebook etc. to avoid a deluge of well-wishers wanting answers and explanations. I guess I’ll maybe get to that later today or tomorrow if I have the strength. My doctor (bless her and the socialized medicine she brought to my aid) has told me to take it really easy for a few more days but, after that, I fear I will be forced to face the fearful catch-up of all that I have failed to accomplish.

Click here for a sibling

The secret word was Sick

MARILYN SEZ...

“He really was quite unwell. But reasonably well behaved according to Finn the cat.”