Fauxtography II

Amazing transformation for the perky Ms. Couric in preparation for her Evening News debut next week.
Fascinating, isn't it, how quickly one can drop about 50 lbs. Must be time at that 24-hour fitness place.



(Both pics from CBS. Gotcha' from numerous bloggers.)

Now, this is getting silly. Let's give CBS an undeserved break, okay?

You Have To Love This!

But only if you grew up in the 70's



(This is my first xfer of a Google video directly to the blog. We'll see...)

Sister Rosetta Tharpe

This'll Get Your Juices Going!

So Many Captions . . .

So Little Time . . .

(H.T. www.lucianne.com )

Fauxtography

Irrefutable proof from the front lines of the severe damage and destruction caused by the recent bombing of Beirut.

Super Palindrome Time!

You could try to top this, I suppose, but it would be difficult. Enjoy!

Ah, Tuscany

Amazon.com sells groceries, including Tuscan milk (from Brooklyn NY). Here's a review, from a NYT story and reported by www.opinionjournal.com (which I love.)(Sorry 'bout the length, but it's worth it.)

Amazon.com started as a bookseller, but these days it sells just about everything, including groceries. The New York Times reports that Amazon users have been posting "hundreds of reviews . . . for a $3.99 gallon of Tuscan-brand whole milk."

Browsing the reviews, we're not sure all of them are on the level. This one, from Philip Tone (apparently his real name), seems like a satire of wine reviews:

One should not be intimidated by Tuscan Whole Milk. Nor should one prejudge, despite the fact that Tuscan is non-vintage and comes in such large containers. Do not be fooled: this is not a jug milk.

I always find it important to taste milk using high-quality stemware--this is milk deserving of something better than a Flintstones plastic tumbler. One should pour just a small dollop and swirl it in the glass--note the coating and look for clots or discoloration. And the color--it should be opaque, and very, very white.

Now, immerse your nose in the glass and take a whiff. Tuscan transports you instantly to scenic hill towns in central Italy (is that Montepulciano I detect?)--there is the loamy clay, the green grass of summer days, the towering cypress. And those gentle hints of Italian flowers--wild orchids, sunflowers, poppies. Then, one takes in the thick liquid and lets it roll across and under the tongue--what is that? perhaps a hint of a nutty Edam cheese?

With Tuscan, you feel the love of every dairyperson involved--from the somewhat sad and deranged farmhand shovelling steaming cowpies to the bored union milk maiden dreaming of leaving this soul crushing life behind for a job waiting tables for obnoxious American tourists in Siena.

But not too fast--sip gently, slowly, or one is in danger of not only missing the subtleties of the milk's texture and its terroir, but--if chilled too long--also of giving oneself a blinding ice cream headache. Nay, savor the goodness that only dairymen and dairywomen working at the apex of their craft can deliver.

Tuscan is best drunk young--no, no, don't cellar this gem--I guarantee you'll be sorry if you do. I recommend pairing with freshly baked macadamia nut scones. Milk Expectorator gives this one a 92.

On the other hand, "VR" of Albuquerque, N.M., writes that Tuscan milk is "not good for roof leaks":

I had a problem where my roof was leaking. I poured some Tuscan Whole Milk over it to seal it up and it just flowed right into the hole and didn't do anything. I now have milk constantly dripping down from the ceiling and it has stained the drywall as well.

Now that we can believe.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

MKW wants a head cover for her driver (these are all golfing words)for Christmas, but I'm thinking of surprising her with this:





Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmer!

(I'M JUST KIDDING!)