Violation! Violation!

Some months ago, I remember reading about a reality show in development about parking attendants in Philadelphia. I remember thinking how dumb that sounded.

Flash forward to today. Last night I flipped by A&E and came across this very engaging show that followed parking attendants on there rounds in Philadelphia. I'm watching it thinking, "This is pretty good." Then it occurred to me that this was the show I read about months before.

Haven Dwellas, this is a fun show to watch while waiting out the writers strike. I think you can see clips of it on the A&E website. They film parking enforcement and impound lot officers dealing with the dumb a$&ess who violate the law. And let me tell you, they do have some major dumb a$&es. The show is similar to that show Airline.

If you have a chance, check it out on A&E on Tuesdays at 10pm.

You Like? You Buy?

Ron, did you invent this? Check out the website. It has even funnier video.

Happy Birthday

Fifteen Minutes

I was watching Idol last night. I think I'm in the minority here, but I'm a little tired of the initial auditions. Don't get me wrong, I still watch them, and will continue to watch them. But, they are starting to annoy me.

Each season, we see more and more people doing whatever it takes to make it on camera. There was a time when some of those outrageous auditions actually seemed genuine. Now they seem more and more coached by producers. Contestants who seem OK in front of the judges, all of a sudden are shouting out obscenities and giving the finger when alone in front of the camera. Not that it's all that different from previous seasons, but I guess after six seasons, it's. . . well. . . whatever. It's all kinda Springer-esque if you ask me.

Now, ask me how many network TV shows with millions of viewers and music industry influence I've produced. . .

1 To 100

I came across this yesterday, and loved it. I think it's a brilliant piece of work, but I couldn't tell you why. See for yourself.

I recommend turning up your speakers.

Post O' The Week

Here's a great chic-a-bowow story I read on Richard's blog. Check it out.

Chic-A-Bowow

It's A Slave World Afterall

I generally try to spread my blog post to every couple of days or so, but I couldn't sit on this story.

I came upon this one on one of my favorite blogs, The Assimilated Negro. He refers to a story he found about a couple wanting to open a "Slave Park".

Some couple from Colorado wants to open up a theme park in Haiti where park guest can experience what it was like to be a slave 200 years ago, before the revolt that resulted in Haiti becoming the first black republic.

Participants enjoy a 12 hour experience where they are kidnapped, chained, and then marched to a slave ship. Then they are "sold" and forced to work on a plantation until later, where they participate in the rebellion that results in their freedom.

The couple has set up a foundation to fund this project and is already halfway there in donations. They only need $700,000 more.

You know, Disney failed in it's attempt to open a park here in Virginia. I wonder if they would ever consider Haiti. I'm just saying. . .

How We Gonna What?

I was driving to work on Sunday, listening to Broadway's Best on Sirius. The song "Rent" came on. I'm bopping along, half paying attention to the song. Then it got to the line, "How're we gonna pay. . ." All of a sudden I freaked out. I couldn't understand the words. The song continued, and I still couldn't understand it. I'm thinking, "Oh my God! Something's wrong with my brain! I'm not comprehending words!" Finally, after a minute or so, I look down at the display on the radio. Relief! They were playing the Japanese recording of the song.

I didn't realize that I wasn't understanding the words when the song started because the guy sounded just like the original guy on Broadway. And, I didn't look at the display right away because I never would have thought that they would be playing a foreign version of such an American musical on American radio.

Shhhhhh! This Is A Library

It annoys me that I live in the DC metro area and haven't visited many of the sights in the city. All of those monuments and museums to enjoy, many of which are free. Well, I'm trying to turn over a new leaf and take advantage of the sights, which leads me to my outing this past Friday.

Andi and I visited the Library Of Congress and took the tour of the Thomas Jefferson Building, which is the building that houses the Main Reading Room. Haven Dwella's, this building is gorgeous. Every inch of the place is filled with artwork. And every piece has a meaning.
Here's an example. This pic includes a statue, carvings, seals, literary quotes, and paintings, and each one means something different. Those cherubs on the stairwell each represent something different all their own.

Here is a pic I took of the magnificent ceiling.

I took this shot of Elihu Vedder's Minerva of Peace for Mary Sog. It's a beautiful marble mosaic that's done in way that, no matter which way you look at it, the feet always face you. Hopefully, you can see the mosaic OK. It was hard to get good light because the room is so vast. And the closer you got to it, the less light there was.

You know, when we entered the building, a security guard told us that we wouldn't actually see any books on the tour. I thought he was kidding. Well, he was right. You get to see the reading room from an observation deck way above the floor, but without a reading pass, the only books you get to see are the ones for sale in the gift shop. Oh well. . .

The Science Of Gaydar

OK, here's my newest Tyra post.

The other day, she had on Califorinia State University Professor Of Psychology Dr. Richard Lippa, who had done studies on homosexual men and their physical characteristics.

Tyra had six random gay and straight men on stage where, using his research, the professor determined the sexual orientation of each of the men. And, you know what? He got every single one of them right.

He went into the usual stereotypes of effeminate behavior and speech patterns. But, what really stuck out was that he found through his research that, on average, the index fingers on gay men tended to be as long or longer than their ring fingers, whereas on straight men, the ring finger was usually longer.


The professor also pointed out that gay men's hair tended to "whorl" in a counterclockwise direction. Straight men's hair tended to grow in a clockwise direction.


He also found that gays and lesbians had higher rates of being left-handed or ambidextrous.

Now, you know how I like to end on a funny note. Well, here goes. I was at the Capitol City Brewing Company with Ryan and Sucka this past Saturday. I brought up the Tyra show episode. Within minutes, I look up and see that half the people in the bar area have their hands out in front of them checking finger lengths.