Monday, October 23, 2006

This is the final sketch of the proposed BellaPiere, Pennsylvania's Willamina Blondini Public Library. This building featuring state of the art "green" technology. There's nothing like it in the world. Posted by Picasa

Monday, August 07, 2006

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The smaller one. Posted by Picasa

This is my logo lately. Hope you like it! Posted by Picasa

Friday, May 05, 2006

The Tragic Story of Randy.

This is Randy. I'll tell you more about hime later. Posted by Picasa

Friday, February 03, 2006

Some Things I Have To Say:

I am angry because morning news shows are reporting what happened on Survivor last night. Survivor is not news.

I am angry because cell phone companies are equating their services with love. Cell phones are not love.

Madison Avenue constantly tells me what everybody is talking about. I am not talking about it. I am not everybody?

A television network pushes Must See TV. I do not have to see it, must I?

I must hear your phone ring with your favorite song. It's not my favorite song. Why must I hear it?

What am I doing during the game? Must I be doing anything? And why must you know?

The president says that the American People want this or that? I'm American...does this mean me, too?

Am I nuts, or it the whole country distracted?

And One Nation Under God...can that mean my God, too? Or do I have to use your God?

Thursday, January 26, 2006

An Ode to Diana Levin

In my twisted yet innocent world, I find the following really funny: I was listening to NPR the other day, and the interviewer asked her guest -- a comedy writer -- about topics that he considered off limits.

I spent about five minutes driving around completely mystified, thinking he told the interviewer he wouldn't write about Diana Levin.

Wow. Just who was this Diana Levin that was so taboo? Then I figured out he said "nine-eleven". A quick Google search returns only 163 hits for "Diana Levin", by the way. You try it. Anyhow, one of the most notable hits was at a site that said that Actress Diana Muldaur played Judge Diana Levin on a couple episodes on Matlock back in 1991.

Then, there's another entry for a real person named Diana Levin. She's a doctor, I think. I've always thought those funny name-kind of-jokes were always pretty funny, like Anita Fix or I.P. Daley. But again, that's in my twisted yet innocent world.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

The Pioneer of Dog Bandanadry

I was the pioneer of putting bandanas on dogs. You don't get it?

I was the first person to EVER put a bandana around a dog's neck.

I said, "My dog was the first dog ever to wear a bandana around his neck." And I mean it.

Now, I can't stick the date exactly. It had to be around 1970, 1971. The place was Albany, New York. My neighborhood was sandwiched between Washington Park and Albany Medical Center Hospital.

Doc was my dog, a Yellow Lab -- the best dog EVER, but I'll stick to my first point of contention. I put a red bandana around his neck, and everyone went, "Whoa! Look! He put a red bandana on his dog's neck! I've never seen THAT before! Can you imagine that? Not only is that dog the best dog EVER, he's the first one to wear a bandana!"

This was back in the days when bandanas only came in red. It was back in the days before gang members wore them; that's who ruined bandanas for everyone else...the gang members. But I digress.

So anyhow, that's all I had to say about this. If you disagree with me, I don't care. Because I know the truth, and I know I'm right.

And so does Doc, who is in heaven now -- still wearing his bandana.

PS: The image in this post is NOT Doc. In fact, it's not even mine -- I'll take it off as soon as I get home and find a picture of Doc. Sorry. Now, I feel bad.

Monday, January 23, 2006

What Is There To Hate?

Over the past week -- last week-- Cleveland talk radio and television newsbabble was abuzz with the prospect that Cleveland had an urgent choice to make: football fans had to choose which team they hated less, the Steelers or the Broncos.

Being from New York, the significance was lost on me. Whom did I hate less? Hate? All right, I now understand that Cleveland Browns fans had some bad experiences in the past with both teams. But hate?

First of all, you can call me simple minded or worse, but I'm hard pressed to think of anyone to hate. I may hate the things some people do, but I can honestly say that I don't hate anyone.

And so why would I hate a bunch of guys that wear uniforms that represent a city that...isn't ours? And these guys aren't even really from that particular city! In fact, next year, when one of these guys are offered more money they hand in their uniform and go to another city...maybe even Cleveland.

So, hate them? As a team or individually?

No.

Taking this to an extreme, you have to think about the definition of the word "fan". Webster's on-line says, "Function: noun. Etymology: probably short for fanatic". That's interesting. I'm a fan of a band called The Bad Plus -- maybe even a BIG FAN - but I'm not a fanatic.

I'd say that guys that strap on explosives in order to apply themselves to the ceilings of discos are fanatics...not fans. But fans of what? Death fans? And I still can't find room to hate them. To me, that's kind of like doing their work for them. Again, it's what they do that I hate.

Oh, well. That's all I got.

No, thanks. I already have a life, thank you.