August 31, 2004
Have You Seen This Goddess?
If not, you're not hanging out at the right places! Click here for today's sighting.
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August 30, 2004
The Haldeman
The long awaited unveiling of "The Halderman", painted in Rochester, Michigan in the fall of 1973, intended to be part of a series. I spent Watergate summer watching the hearings and sketching the witnesses. I only did the one painting of H. R. Haldeman, as soon I was sans studio.
The painting measures four by eight feet, latex paint on K-mart wood paneling. It is displayed here at the Chicken Shit Gallery in Algonac, Michigan. It is currently not on display in my hallway in Los Angeles.
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August 29, 2004
Detroit Winter - 256 Shades of Gray
Ah, Belle Isle Park in February. Pretty and Dreary.
Here's the same image converted to grayscale.
Not much difference, is there? Here are the two color palettes. How'd they sneak that little bit of red and blue in?
Feel sick or a depressive episode coming on? You may have Seasonal Affective Disorder. Better get a good lightbox, They're on sale. Or you can split for Florida, but read this first.
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August 28, 2004
Mister Ed says....
H-O-R-S-E-S-H-I-T!
Definition: Meaningless or insincere talk or action; nonsense. Unacceptable behavior especially ludicrously false statements. The 2004 election.
Anonymous said: "If wishes were horses, there would be an easy explanation for all this horseshit."
Here's a momentary obscurity called horseshit.ca
Check out Mister Ed Online, especialy the Mister Ed the Surfer episode.
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August 27, 2004
Huge Shoe Blow-Out
What shoe-crazed person of the female persuasion could resist such a sign from above? Find out what shoe mysteries await inside.
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August 26, 2004
Hey Joe - Where You Going with That World in your Hand?
I'm tired of Fundamentalism and crummy enemies.
Bring back Totalitarianism!
Where's Papa Joe when we need him?
Long live the defunct Soviet Union!
Long live dead commies!
Everybody Sing!
Note to John Ashcroft: I'm just kidding. It's a free country, ain't it? It's not like I'm talking about your buddy, Bushy-Boy, as my mother calls him.
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August 25, 2004
Public Nudity in Paris? But of course!
I walked over to the Louvre one day to see what the fuss was about and it was closed! Helluva deal! Outside, I found this garden with all these statues of naked French broads. Actually, I'm not sure they're French, for all I know, they're probably Greek goddesses since they are striking those goddess type poses. Here's one I like. I tried to look up this particular garden, but haven't turned up anything yet. I think it's called the King's Garden. Can't keep track of them all. Paris is lousy with statutes and gardens Ôø‡Ôø‡Ôø‡Ôø‡everytime you turn around, you run into one. Statues and pickpockets....
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August 24, 2004
Pretty Boy Lived Here
In January, 1932, Charles Arthur "Pretty Boy" Floyd moved his wife and son into this frame bungalow on Young St. in Tulsa, a few miles north of downtown. A month later, the cops raided the house, but Floyd and his partner escaped. Read all about it in Pretty Boy by Michael Wallis. If you can't find it anywhere else, Steve's Sundries in Tulsa should have it, and other essential books about lawlessness and crime in Oklahoma. Support your independent bookstore!
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August 23, 2004
The Grand Canal of Oakland?
Want to buy a new or used gondola or get a gondola ride?
Can't go all the way to Venice, Italy? Click up GondolaServizio in Oakland, California! They'll hook you up. For the owner/operator, black pants, striped shirt, and straw hat are extra.
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August 22, 2004
Fall Color
Coming soon!
Fall!
Color!
Links to web sites with fall foliage reports or tours.Ôø‡Ôø‡·åØÔø‡
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August 21, 2004
Dirty Snow
I know I'm not alone in waxing about dirty snow. Not yellow snow, (the poetic territory of the late, great, Frank Zappa) or mountain snow with natural dirt and mud, but city snow, for an instant, pure driven snow, hopeful, beautiful - then, for the rest of it's life cycle, driven on snow, shunned, neglected. There is no deeper portrait of dejection then that last little pile of dirty snow in the corner of a parking lot in Detroit Ôø‡Ôø‡·åØ·åØ·åØ·åØÔø‡once a majestic peak, a plowed up mountain Ôø‡Ôø‡·åØ·åØ·åØ·åØÔø‡now slowly fading away, like Macarthur. Chokes you up, doesn't it? I know I have a tear on my cheek... or is it a snowflake?
Read about the largest dirty snow pile in the country.
Find out how black soot on snow contributes to global warming.
Check out Dirty Snow by Georges Simenon.
Make a Dirty Snow Cake.
Posted by gpsutter at 10:22 AM
August 20, 2004
I'm Ready for My Crane Shot
What is more Hollywood then giving a Beanie Weenie a party? Why, it's the ubiquitous crane shot, and that's with a capital "U." Want to spice up your next home video? I recommend you rent or buy one. (A crane, not a Beanie Weenie.) Chapman is my favorite, although you might want to shop around for the one that fits your needs best. Then, slip a Hollywood cop a dozen Krispy Kremes, block off a street or two, and swing that boom, baby, thirty or forty feet in the air. It sure is fine.
PS, For an excellent Beanie Weenie recipe, Click Here. Low in carbs, too!
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August 19, 2004
"Pretty Boy" Robs Hometown Bank
This flower shop in Sallisaw, Oklahoma used to be a bank in Charles "Pretty Boy" Floyd's hometown. (Actually, he lived in nearby Akins.) In 1932, the famous Oklahoma bank robber decided to come home and knock it over. He invited his relatives to come watch him rob it. Many of them gathered across the street, complete with picnic lunch. Read more about Charles Arthur Floyd, the Oklahoma Bandit King.
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August 18, 2004
Walt Disney Concert Hall
The Walt Disney Concert Hall as seen from the Superior Court Juror's Parking Lot. Cool-ass building by architect, Frank Geary.
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August 17, 2004
Charlie Parker Memorial Plaza
This is the Charlie Parker Memorial Plaza in Kansas City, Missouri. Part of the cultural restoration of the 18th and Vine District, the epicenter of Kansas City Jazz, past and present. Visit the American Jazz Museum there, along with the Negro Baseball Museum.
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August 16, 2004
Love comes to Arnold Ziffel
Sam Drucker to Mr. Douglas about Arnold the Pig sneaking around with Mr. Haney's basset hound, Cynthia:
"How do you tell a man his dog is running around with a pig?"
Green Acres Episode #65
Love Comes to Arnold Ziffel (first aired 09/20/67)
Posted by gpsutter at 9:52 AM
Now, I Wanna Be Your (Hot) Dog
Pink's in Hollywood is a great place to get a hot dog, no doubt, especially if you like variety. But the classic barkers at Lafayette Coney Island ,in Detroit, are still the best. Loose beef in a hot-dog bun, smothered with cheese, onions, and chili served up by freshly arrived, undocumented aliens. Why mess with anything else?
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August 15, 2004
Send in the Drinks, Clown
Southern California has some great liquor store signage. Topping every list is Circus Liquor, 5600 Vineland Ave, Ôø‡Ôø‡·åØÔø‡North Hollywood,Ôø‡Ôø‡·åØÔø‡CAÔø‡Ôø‡·åØÔø‡91601, 818 769-1500.Ôø‡Ôø‡Ôø‡ Ôø‡Ôø‡Ôø‡Let's face it, clowns drink and many people drink to become clowns. The owner must know this...or not. Check out Roadpeek.com for more SoCal liquor store signage.
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August 14, 2004
Fairfax District - Los Angeles
Just a shot of my home twenty or thereabouts in almost Hollywood.
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August 13, 2004
Breakfast at the CafÔø‡Ôø‡ˆ©Ôø‡Ôø‡ de Flore
You ever see eggs like that? Good eating at the CafÔø‡Ôø‡ˆ©Ôø‡ de Flore in Paris...France that is. Although you can get good eggs in Paris, Texas, too. The eggs they use come from chickens who listen to French audiobooks on their iPig (a special iPod for pigs,) and fusion jazz from the Provinces while they lay. The pigs get to go to anti-Bush rallies and watch Green Acres reruns.
Arnold Ziffel is a national hero in France, much like Jerry Lewis and Krzysztof Penderecki.
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August 12, 2004
The Hot Kid
Elmore Leonard, the OHK, (Original Hot Kid) hard at work on his 40th novel, called what else? The Hot Kid.
He's putting a few last touches on a page before knocking off for the day, getting cleaned up and sitting down to watch Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy. Elmore was a Category on Jeopardy about four years and a question on Who Wants to Be a Millionaire? around the same time. Read his comments about quiz show immortalization in an article by Katy Moeller.
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August 9, 2004
French Chow in St. Clair Shores?
Here's Rose Sutter, the tough East Side restaurant reviewer, arriving at Chez Robert's restaurant in St. Clair Shores. French eating on the East Side? She was skeptical.
Read Molly Abraham's review of Chez Robert's for the whole scoop.
I had some kinda beef dish with oven fried potatoes. Sorry, my French isn't so good, but my fourchette worked just fine. The meal was good, but the vegetable was corn and Amy says the French feed corn to the pigs.... Helluva deal.
Rose had the Harper Avenue Whitefish, which she liked, and, of course, the decaf, which was fortunately fresh, so she'll be back. Especially since they have a good breakfast menu. She's not sold on crepes but needs a new breakfast spot in St. Clair Shores since Monty's closed.
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August 8, 2004
Bill McGraw Finally Gets His Party
Brother Tom McGraw threw our friend Bill a fabulous graduation bash, on August 7, in Grosse Pointe Shores, Michigan. It was dubbed: "College - the best 35 years of my life." Bill got a cap and gown from former state senator, John Kelly, and was greeted by his many friends from the Free Press, and a few Bishop Gallagher and Wayne State buddies. Great time, great to see some of the old gang.
Left to right: Gary Haslett, Mike Chielens, Bill McGraw and Ben D'Angelo.
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