Category Archives: Rants & Raves
‘The One’ James Brown Bio by RJ Smith
“The One” not only can be applied to The One and Only Godfather of Soul, James Brown; but, moreover, is how this remarkable performer described the unique beat of his signature funky sound – a creative switch from the upbeat to the downbeat.
As a James Brown aficionado, I admit to being skeptical about reading a biography on him, his expansive pioneering musical career, and his oft times troubled personal life. However, I need not have worried, as RJ Smith, the author, delivers the goods in a dynamic style appropriate to his explosive subject matter. Read the rest of this entry
Mitt Romney’s Mormon MAGIC UNDERPANTS
Presidential election 2012 Republican runner Mitt Romney and his Mormon religion’s Magic Underpants 2012 USA Tour.
Here’s a political crackup for you – Republican Mitt Romney, and his bid to take the White House, wearing his Magic Underwear. Wear Mitt Romney MAGIC UNDERPANTS 2012 USA Tour for belly laughs. The sacred temple garment, the magic underwear, is worn by members of Latter Day Saint Church, and Mormon fundamentalists of which GOP main man, Romney, is one. Read the rest of this entry
“I Do All My Own Stunts” Funny Graphic T-shirts
I Do All My Own Stunts. Funny graphics t-shirts with popular slogan – I Do All My Own Stunts.
Got to love a funny tshirt, right? At T-shirt Mart there’s a ton of original howler designs based on the best seller humorous one-liner text “I Do All My Own Stunts.” Unique designs on tees include: banana peel, ATV, chainsaw, tree, roof, chemistry lab, explosion, ladder, mountain, motorbike, bicycle, stairs, skateboard, crutches. Read the rest of this entry
Quest For Great Pizza Pie in L.A.
Who’d have thought that in the sprawling megatropolis, that is Los Angeles County, a great pizza pie would be so elusive?
Okay, L.A. is not New York, nor is it Chicago or Boston, even. But, why-oh-why, do I continually fail in my mission to snarf on a good-to-go pizza? I’m constantly dismayed – nay, aggrieved – by the taste buds, or lack of, of my fellow Angelinos who in no small measure prop up those pitiful excuses for pizzas served up by the chains and franchises. Had a Papa John’s once … Once! Read the rest of this entry