Jim Kweskin and the Jug Band with a humorous
song of midways, Ferris Wheels, fried dough,
evil clowns, cotton candy, and elephant poop.
I left out the bearded lady…sorry Gladys!
I used to hang around a kid in high school whose
favorite phrase was “Midgets. midgets everywhere,
and not a blowgun in sight!”.
Whenever I think of the circus I think of him.
I have no idea why…

I know longer eat meat of any kind but I remember
when bacon was a much sought after substance
near and dear to my cholesterol coated heart.
I sprinkled it on salads, topped sandwiches, and
even ate it as is.
Tasty slabs of gut busting delight!
It was even worse for me, I grew up in a Franco-American
family and Canadian Fat Back was my go-to.
Thick, steak like, salty and quite deadly, but oh so scrumptious.
What method you ask?
We always wangjangled, too greedy to just cook a portion or
two the whole package ended up in the pan.
Come to think of it, it was a portion or two.
Usually just one…

Tim Young with a great bit about automobiles
and the idiots who drive them.
Tim’s a funny guy, low key and quite clever.
Meep-Meep…

This is oddly compelling.
Friends of the late, great Logan Whitehurst with
a neat little take on his classic tune.
I like it.
Magnetic the Movie: Sheep Dog, Sheep, and Wolf…

Rowan Atkinson has talent that goes far beyond
what most comedic actors possess.
His body language and facial expressions are
as good as it gets, this piece really shows that.
His poorly contained disdain is priceless.
One naughty single syllable utterance towards
the beginning shouldn’t ruin anyone’s day.
Unless you’re a Big Nancy.
If so, there’s no hope for you…