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Seeing as how I sat down in this chair with absolutely nothing to say, I thought I would allow five or ten minutes for some free-ranging nonsense.
Hannah Montana? WTF? (The “W†stands for “What?†and for “Who?â€) Never heard of her and, all of a sudden, I feel like the only person on earth who doesn’t know who Hannah Montana is. She must be a big deal, because a woman is trying to drum up interest in filing a class action lawsuit against anyone who had anything to do with ticket sales to Hannah Montana’s concerts. The good news is that I know that she is not related to Dax.
I heard on the news this morning that the Port Authority (a government eitity comprised of peeps from New York and New Jersey to handle stuff like bridges, tunnels, airports and other “interstate†things) has decided to raise the tolls on the tunnels and bridges that connect New Jersey and New York City from six bucks to eight bucks. That’s a thirty-three percent increase. Don’t you wish you were the government? If you decided you needed more money to get along, you could just give yourself a thirty-three percent raise.
When I was a boy, I was a voracious reader of “Superman†comic books. Even before the era of politically correctness, Superman, who could have destroyed the entire planet in a heartbeat, didn’t kill bad guys. Instead, he would fling them into the Phantom Zone, which was a place in another dimension filled with the shitballs of the world and from which they could never, ever return to earth. I sure wish there was such a thing as the Phantom Zone. OJ, Jane Fonda, Hillary, Bill, Al Sharpton and a host of others come immediately to mind. Hell, if I didn’t allow myself so little time to write this, I could probably come up with a Phantom Zone List that would rival the Manhattan Phone Directory in size.
This morning on the way to work, I passed a 1951 Pontiac sedan in perfect condition. I had an uncle who had one of those. Sweet. The one I saw is probably worth a bundle now.
Time’s up.
Note: I had to add on a couple minutes to dig out some links. You’re farookin’ welcome.
Hannah Montana is a show on one of those family channels (Disney maybe). I guess in the show she plays a singer… she’s the real daughter of Billy Ray Cyrus – and he plays her father on the show. I hear from people who have younger kids (especially girls) that it’s a fun show and has a good message for kids. I’ve never seen it.
I guess they did a Hannah Montana tour where she was singing in person and this woman got a bug up her butt because she couldn’t afford tickets for her daughter… so it MUST be Hannah Montana’s fault… Sheesh. Apparently she feels she was “entitled” to tickets… I’m pretty sure she’s a Democrat.
Comment by Teresa — November 14, 2007 @ 9:57 pm
RE: “I could probably come up with a Phantom Zone List that would rival the Manhattan Phone Directory in size.”
Did you not once already do that? You pretty much nailed all the offenders. A shame you can’t fit them with some Acme Jet Propulsion and send them directly to the Phantom Zone yourself.
And I thought you’d be happy that there is now even less incentive [than there already was on your side of the river, to begin with] for me to *gag* go Jeresy, or you to come to New York.
That damned toll increase…now I won’t be able to stay at that charming bed & breakfast in Camden, or quietly enjoy a moonlit stroll through Newark.
Comment by Erica — November 14, 2007 @ 11:40 pm
Heh — “Jeresy” — rhymes with “Heresy.” A Freudian slip?
Comment by Erica — November 14, 2007 @ 11:41 pm
I think you’re the ideal person to comment on Mickey Rourke. What the hell happened to him?
Comment by Suze — November 15, 2007 @ 2:22 am
Who in the hell is Hannah Montana and why do I not care?
Comment by dick — November 15, 2007 @ 8:39 am
Mickey Rourke is a good topic. He was just a total mess last time I checked, ya know? His face is getting to be like Jocelyn Frankenstein’s.
That wasn’t very nice of me.
Comment by dogette — November 15, 2007 @ 8:46 am
Mickey Rourke a total mess?? Have you seen Kenny Rogers lately? One more cosmetic surgery treatment and he’ll have eyes on the back of his head.
And WTF is a Hannah Montana? Is she like a Carmen San Diego? “Jersey Jim” is obviously next in line to become a syndicated children’s program.
Hey, you can sing the Sesame Street song, in a goofy Jersey accent, for starters!
Comment by Erica — November 15, 2007 @ 11:05 am
I’m embarrassed to admit that I know who Hannah Montana is. Only because I used to stay with friends in Tulsa who had four children. The Disney/Nickelodeon channels were on all the time. It’s one of those shows with the laugh track going after the actor delivers each and every line. **groan** The star is 15-year-old Miley Cyrus, whose father is Country-Western singer Billy Ray Cyrus (Achy Breaky Heart).
And NO, I TOTALLY do not have a subscription to Tiger Beat magazine. Pinky swear!
Comment by Jerry — November 15, 2007 @ 11:28 am
That Hannah Montana thing.
“The good news is that I know that she is not related to Dax.”
I’m glad to be able to say she’s not from the beautiful state of Montana either.
Comment by Randy — November 15, 2007 @ 3:14 pm
Jimbo…..
I hit next on your pontiac picture until I got to the 1959 bonnevilles…..I had a red/cream colored two door hardtop with genuine leather seats. A really sharp set of wheels to cruise State street “Main Drag here in Erie”. Unfortunately it would pass anything except a gas station & you had to go back home the same way you came to pick up the parts that had fallen off.
Spent many evenings watching the submarine races on the public dock by Presque Isle bay with the fairer sex. It was quite the dolly trolley.
Comment by dudley1 — November 15, 2007 @ 6:45 pm
… my first car was a vintage 1951 Mercury two-door post…… black as the hounds of hell, it was….. I’ve kicked myself for selling it over and over…
… I want another one… I am hoping this Christmas that Santa brings me one….
Comment by Eric — November 15, 2007 @ 8:04 pm
Crazy ’bout a Mercury.
Comment by Joan of Argghh! — November 16, 2007 @ 7:24 am
Still have my 57 Chevy Belair, parked in my garage! Drove my 70 Chevelle for 36 years (676,000 miles on the clock) after buying it new from Briggs Chevy in South Amboy in May of 1970. Finally semi-retired it last year and bought an ’06 Mustang GT. 🙂
Comment by Jerry K — November 16, 2007 @ 6:00 pm
Miley really got her singing talent from Billy Ray Cyrus, no doubt about it.,::
Comment by Lily Walker — July 9, 2010 @ 8:35 am