Please try harder not to look like the Unibomber.

A few months ago, I wrote about how people made choices regarding their looks which those closest to them really should address. Today, I return to that topic to address a specific choice I saw two men make at the airport last week.

See this in the mirror? Please reconsider.

While waiting for my flight, I saw a man seated nearby wearing a hooded sweatshirt. He sat slumped in a waiting area chair with the hood pulled up. He also wore dark sunglasses. He looked very Unibomberesque.

Unibomberesque is not a look I think people would deliberately pursue. It certainly is not one I want to see boarding my plane.

 

Heading home.

Damn, I hate that title on several levels and look forward to it on others. Been a good week with my best friends.

Anyhow, a fresh blurt coming tomorrow, from North Carolina, not Key West.

Why don’t I live in the Keys?

 

An interview with Goatman

Goatman. Kind of self explanatory.

I put the Blurt staff on the task of locating this month’s interview subject early. I thought I’d go for one of the superstars like Bigfoot or Chupacabra.

One of the interns was assigned to call Bigfoot. I probably should have used paid staff for that, it didn’t really work out as the kids first assignment. Chupacabra was a little easier to contact. He said he wanted to do it but had to put me off for other commitments.

 

Live Nude Dogs

Dogs. They know how to do so much without our help. If only they could tell you how much they hate that outfit you bought.

My friends, it is time to announce a new policy that will be implemented by my administration.

The policy is simply this – dogs should not wear clothes. Ever. I will call this the Live Nude Dogs Law. Why? Because as best I can tell from signs in the admittedly unpleasant part of town I work in, the words live and nude always go together.

 

Hello Kitty and The Virgin Mary. Together at last.

I first wrote and posted this on February 22, 2009. I touched it up a bit, retitled and reposted it for a couple reasons. First, it is just a weird thing that happened. Not many folks had a chance to read about it because no one was reading this blog back then. Second, I’m on vacation and while I did pre-write some new stuff to keep things rolling while I’m gone, I’m also demonstrating some laziness.

Hello Kitty. Yeah. Hello.

Today, in a car parked next to mine, I saw a plush

The Virgin Mary.

Hello Kitty with a picture of the Virgin Mary sewn onto its chest.

What the hell is that about? What is the purpose…beyond causing me to wonder about it the rest of the day?

 

A week of Auto Blurting

48 Candles are a violation of Fire Safety Codes in most states.

Tomorrow is my birthday…48 in a row!

Coincidentally it is the day I leave to head to the Keys to some of my favorite bars, hear some good music and laugh hard with my dearest friends.

I didn’t want to leave the site dormant while I was gone so there will be periodic posts that I’ve pre written popping up through the week including: