Monday, December 24, 2007

Misfit Toys for 2007

I hope Santa brings you something nice tonight.

Whether you were good or bad maybe one of these will be under your Christmas tree in the morning...

MATTEL FINGER PAINTING KIT - Hey, they had to do something with all of that leftover lead paint. No recall necessary on this one, folks. The proper precautions are already in place - each kit includes a mini haz-mat suit that fits all sizes under age 8.

POLLY POCKET POOL - What a rip-off! It's just some finger-tip chalk and instructions on how to hit your balls from your side pockets.

C'mon - like we little boys need any inspiration to play with ourselves!

NINTENDO Wii Wii - In this controversial new "shooter" game, Nintendo tries to zero in on the potty-training demographic by making its television target a virtual toilet. Docks points for pissing on the rim, bathroom walls, or in the wastebasket. Bonus points for shaking when finished. Guest stars Mario as the Tidy Bowl Man.

COUGAR GIRLS - This new line ages the Cheetah Girls by 30 years to give inspiration and tips to Cougars. Song and dance videos and dolls help the Cougars bag those Disneyesque pretty boys who are in their 20s, but act and look like they are teen-agers. You go, grrrls!

NERF MEDICINE BALL - If a Nerf football with spiral wings and an odometer blew you away, wait until you lift this squishy 17-pound orb. Train with this for a few weeks and you'll be slinging those Nerf footballs like Peyton Manning, dunking Nerfhoop like LeBron James, and launching Nerf rockets like you're a North Korean dictator!

FRENCH TICKLE ME ELMO - Don't worry, this is not a sex doll or anything. Although he is ribbed for your pleasure, there are no glory holes for The Count to tally here. Just an ill-advised play on words because this Elmo version is rude, speaks French, and smells like he hasn't taken a muppet shower in weeks.

GRADE SCHOOL MUSICAL - Trying to cash in on all the rage, this "prequel" features its entire soundtrack played on recorders. Hearing those kids toot out hits like "BINGO," "Camptown Races," "Frere Jacques," "Mary Had A Little Lamb," and "This Old Man" will make you finally remove Zamfir from your music rotation.

LEGO MY EGGO - You think making real waffles is a pain in the ass? Try this new cross-over toy experiment from LEGO and the breakfast barons. All of those extra pieces are actually waffle run-off, so don't drive yourself nuts for 13 hours trying to figure out what you did wrong. (I thought I was clever with this, but believe it or not, this shit is REAL!)

THOMAS THE TRAINWRECK - Thomas has been chugging along for years, but what if he hooked up with bad girls Gina Gas Tanker and Box Car Bertha. That jump to the wrong side of the tracks results in Thomas the Trainwreck, which is essentially the animated railroad version of the Spears family.

TRANSGENDER TRANSFORMERS -The Queer Eye guys and Tim Gunn design an exciting new line that turns toys from a manly monster semi truck with a huge stick shift into the Barbie Hot Tub Party Bus with just a few twists and turns. Sound the horn on the truck and it honks the theme from "The Crying Game."

BITCH & MOAN LEARNING KITCHEN - This toy is a sequel to Fisher-Price's popular Laugh and Learn Kitchen, which is supposed to brainwash your kids into thinking housework is fun (much like the toy vacuum cleaner, one of the suckiest toys ever). The Bitch & Moan 2-in-1 Learning Kitchen teaches the little ones early how to bitch and moan about whether the dishwasher has been loaded or unloaded, if the garbage has been taken out, or why there is beer in the smiley fridge's vegetable crisper drawer.

UKULELE HERO - So you've conquered Slash in Guitar Hero Legends of Rock and think you're the shit when it comes to video game guitar riffs? Try beating this game, beeyotch.
Better give yourself at least a year to master Tiny Tim's "Tiptoe Through The Tulips."

Monday, December 17, 2007

Pamela Anderson catches, releases Salmon

Wow, big shocker news today - Pamela Anderson filed for divorce from that Rick Salmon guy after just two months. It does make you wonder why she threw him back so soon. She barely had him in the boat.

Maybe Salmon got busted swimming upstream. Or maybe he just went after something like a spinner or shiner and got his mouth all tore up, then tried to act like it was nothing when he got home...

Saturday, June 02, 2007

Snapshot 2 - Here's a Nu One For You

This furniture store in my historic St. Paul neighbor- hood is a real eye-catcher. It's a bummer it has been closed down since we moved nearby 5 years ago. Since "New" is only a three-letter word, I doubt the owners went with "Nu" to shorten the store's name.

It's all Greek to me. If their merchandise really lived up to the Nu name, chances are it was recycled frat house furniture. That means every item was injected to capacity with old beer farts, turning a Hide-A-Bed into a Nu Double Dutch Oven.

That also meant every piece had either been barfed on, peed on, or pooped on, not to mention all the countless drunken sexual acts, possibly including barnyard animals.

Like Nu I'm guessing was just their regular soiled goods line that came from non-Greek houses on and off campus. I don't have a clue who would want Like Nu over Nu. The stains aren't near as impressive in size, texture or lingering odor.

I assume the final nail in the business' coffin was when some fucking Nu guy had the hardly bright idea to have a zany black light sale one weekend to drum up business. But all it drummed up was a lot of previously unseen stains that would give a CSI investigator nightmares.

Now it's your turn: What special furniture might be on hand in this store? What departments might it boast? If you come up with enough ideas, maybe the owners will come out of retirement to steal them and re-open!

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Saturday Snapshot 1 - Motel 7

For your weekend viewing and discussion pleasure, I am unveiling a new weekly series in my blog where I will take photo(s) of area landmarks and post them here for your amusement. There is no shortage of this kind of thing around Minnesota. We're weirdos and we're proud of it.

On a trek back to NoDak, The Rockette and I stumbled across a motel along the way that caught our eyes: Motel 7 (which I'm assuming is one step up from Motel 6).

The marquee sign out front boasts Wi-Fi and HBO as well as 70 TV channels. If they would have said they had, say, 3 pop machines we would have so stayed there! But is that enough to fill those vacancies?

Motel 6's famous slogan is "We'll leave the light on for ya." My guess is Motel 7's would say "We'll leave the vibratin' bed runnin' for ya."

What slogan do you think would sell Motel 7? What amenities might it have that I forgot to mention?

Monday, May 14, 2007

Get your geek on

All it took to rock the Rocky Road Scholar from hibernation was one sweet unsolicited email invitation. But why would anyone ask a 37-year-old, 340-pound married man to prom? Even something called Geek Prom?

Saturday's 2007 gala at the Science Museum in St. Paul marked Geek Prom's sixth year (second in the Twin Cities) and offered a chance for one and all over 18 to get their geek on!

But in the days leading up to the event, I still worried the email had to be a set-up. I was sure I would be greeted by some jailbait decoy holding a laundry basket, telling me to go wait in the kitchen and to help myself to the fresh pitcher of lemonade. Next thing you know NBC Dateline's Chris Hansen comes walking out with a TV crew asking me what the hell I'm doing there.

I'd try to tell him I'm there to go to Geek Prom. He'd scoff that I was trying to pass myself off as a geek when he has hard evidence that I'm only a nerd, dork or spaz at best, and that I am the latest perp in his new "To Catch A Wannabe Geek" series. I'd try to make a run for it only to be tasered in the front yard by the St. Paul Police and Ramsey County Sherriff's Departments.

My wife, The Rockette, assured me I could seal the Geek Prom deal because I still own several thousand comic books despite an almost constant sale on E-Bay of these childhood treasures. So I immediately invited The Rockette to be my date, since she never had the displeasure of going to an actual high school prom with me. We would travel via my 12-year-old piece-of-shit car (sounds just like high school!) and my mission for that evening would be to try and charm the pants off of her. And if that didn't work, try to Lucky Charm the pants off of her at breakfast.

I had the perfect attire to wear - A lime green sport coat with flourescent lapels and glittery sun and cactus decorative designs painstakingly made for me by a seamstress from a Fargo, N.D., trailer park.

Once we arrived at the event, I didn't feel overdressed. I blended right in with the train engineer, Darth Vader, the Nintendo freak, the Ninja, the pirate, and all the geeky girls.

One of the first chic geeks to catch my attention was that hottie from the Scooby Doo gang. No, not Daphne. Velma. Remember: I'm a geek.

It was nice Velma could take some time off from ghost chasing and solving mysteries to join the Geek Prom Committee. That gaggle of geeks did a fine job of taking this idea and running with it, plus it gave me another opportunity to wear my green jacket somewhere besides church.

I must admit while talking to Velma, I was overcome with the urge to knock her glasses off (gently and "accidentally", of course) just so I could watch her crawl around looking for them for a while, but my wife and two St. Paul police officers were standing a few steps away, so I refrained.

Fifteen minutes later, I spotted a lady with one of the most appetizing accessories I've ever laid eyes on. It looked just like a birthday cake, complete with the bulb-lit candles.

"I just love that hat," I said. "It looks delicious."

"Today's my birthday!" she giggled.

"Can I close my eyes, make a wish and blow you out?" I joked.

"No, but you can give me a kiss!" she said.

"I would love to lick your frosting, but I'm married. My wife is right over there ready to take our picture..."

I swear that jacket has geeky chick magnet super powers, but anyway, this lady's outfit took the cake for me - very clever. The only thing that would have made it better would if she would have come with a friend dressed as ice cream. That might have been enough to get me interested in a threesome.

After walking by cardboard cut-outs of Captain Picard and Spock, I met a real-life Star Trek security guard and warned him he would probably die that night.

"You know all the dudes wearing red ended up dead when they left the ship," I said.

"That's OK," he assured me. "I actually killed a guy for this outfit. He was on an away mission so that rule applied only to him. I just borrowed the suit for the prom."

He also boldy made his hair go where no Trekkie's had gone before with that Afalfa/Ed Grimley thing going. He also got my vote for most photogenic of the evening - check out that geeky pose!

Three beers later, a hazmat team had to be called in for an odor investigation. There were some complaints of some sort of hazardous gas by the cash bar. The Rockette pointed them in my direction, assuming the smell was one of my beer farts. Since there was no one dressed up as a dog nearby, I blamed it on Darth Vader, saying I overheard him mumble something about the "power of the dark side" and "a disturbance in the force" before the odor presented itself.

Later, I thought I ran into King Vitamin and was going to lodge a complaint on why his cereal and Quisp cereal are so hard if not impossible to find these days. What a geek I was. He was actually Eric Houston, the reigning Geek Prom King of 2006, there to relinquish his crown. He still posed for a picture with me despite my lack of celebrity identification skillz.

I wasn't totally off in that department though as a few moments later I spotted Ross Raihala, pop music writer for the Pioneer Press. Since I've lived under a rock much of the last 8 months, Ross' writings have kept me in tune with the local music scene, so I thanked him for that.

I also had the pleasure to meet Rex Sorgatz, of MNSpeak fame. Rex added my blog to MNSpeak's aggregator a couple of years ago and exposed my attempts at humor writing to a wider audience, so it was a pleasure to finally meet him in person. He's a very funny guy.

"I didn't really need to dress up because I work for Microsoft," he said. "I figure that's geeky enough."