Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Don’t Humphry that Howard
Sure I’m immature. That’s why i found it so amusing that the main gallery at the big Asian Art Museum is named after “Bogart Johnson.” All I can think is that this is someone who doesn’t know how to share the wealth.
By the same token, I was talking with a good friend during the superbowel, so-named because his young son was soiling diapers hand over fist, so to speak, throughout the game. We began to refer to the distasteful byproducts young Aaron was emitting as “Soylent Brown.” “Soylent Brown was people,” I suggested to Jon as a marketing slogan. He bested me with, “Soylent Brown is poople.”
and that’s why I love sports. and I’ll leave you with these. And now back to revising the hagadah and my 15 page essay on “goodnight moon.” oh you wish I was kidding.
