Watch out for Sticknose

I posted this cartoon a few years ago, but it’s worth a repeat watch. It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand Russian. If you like sparkles and Christmas rabbits, this cartoon is for you.

Published in: on December 7, 2019 at 11:58 am  Leave a Comment  
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Raw dough

I had a job a few years ago that required me to look at a lot of film cue sheets. As I was looking through some of these cue sheets, I noticed a music cue title that kept popping up – “Weepy Donuts.” They were all written by the same composer, but there was slightly different music publisher information attached to each one so it seemed clear that it wasn’t the same piece of music being used for different movies, but different pieces of music with the same title.

I pointed it out to a colleague, who also thought it was odd. Later in the week, this colleague happened by some coincidence to run into the “Weepy Donuts” composer, and he brought it up with him. The composer laughed, didn’t explain the joke, but did mention that his music performing rights society told him to cut it out with the “Weepy Donuts” thing. It was getting too hard for them to keep track of which one was was actually earning money and who was supposed to be paid for it. So I figured that was the end of that.

I just did a brief Google search this morning, however, and I noticed that the composer used the title for yet another cue recently, for a movie that came out last year. I wonder if this joke is even funny to him any more, or if naming a score cue “Weepy Donuts” is some sort of mad compulsion that he can’t seem to stop at this point. Here’s hoping the composer gets it under control before the phrase is written on his tombstone.

Beating the band

Someone on the soc-meds this week reminded me of the 1982 Cal-Stanford game where the Stanford marching band hit the field prematurely to play “All Right Now” and a trombonist got hit right back down by a Cal scorer.

A few years after that infamous game, I joined my high school marching band as a trombonist. We were right down the road from Stanford, our band director idolized the Stanford band, and we played “All Right Now” as our pep song. We never took the field at the end of a game, but we did line up at an end zone prior to halftimes. ‘bones in front. And there was not a single halftime that I was not terrified that I was going to get plowed down by an opposing receiver. It wasn’t even a fear for my own safety. It was more a worry that my slide was going to get bent. It’s a very vulnerable piece of the instrument, and it sticks out in a way that you can’t protect it easily.

There’s a lot of violence done to the trombone player in this cartoon, but for some reason I don’t feel the terror that I do when I watch The Play from ’82. Maybe it’s because the slide is on the horn all wrong in the first place.

The riddle of the 2 Freeway

I’ve been looking at this piece of graffiti near my house that’s on a bridge over the Glendale Freeway. At first I assumed it was a dog and shouted, “Aw, look at that guy!”

But the more I’ve looked at it, the more I’m convinced it’s a rendition of this guy:

Has a math-loving pharaoh moved into the neighborhood? Freemasons? Is the freeway really a Hall of Records for ancient Atlantis?

It’s probably a dog.

(UPDATE – Saturday, November 23rd)

It is the Sphinx! It is! Someone helpfully added the Great Pyramid of Giza to clarify:

Crazy, man

I’ve noticed a lot of discussion lately about whether the word “crazy” is a slur against mentally ill people, and I’ve also noticed that a lot of people have been using the word “wild” in its place even when “wild” isn’t an accurate fit. I did it myself yesterday out of a sudden fear I was going to offend someone, even though the situation didn’t really merit it.

I started reading more on the subject and have come to my personal conclusion that it’s of course not good or nice to call someone other than yourself crazy but omitting the word completely from one’s vocabulary might be a lazy shortcut. It’s easier to just never say the word rather than stop and think about what meaning of the word “crazy” one is using in the moment. And the meanings get a little jumbled sometimes.

Today’s cartoon is a good example of how I feel it’s okay and not okay to use the word. It’s not okay to call the spider “crazy” (even though there are literally bats in his belfry) but it’s okay to call this cartoon “crazy.”

Published in: on November 16, 2019 at 10:17 am  Leave a Comment  
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Bone appetit

Except for the ending, this cartoon is Benny and me last night trying to get a table at the bar section of our favorite restaurant. Also imagine more paper airplanes and pink wigs.

Published in: on November 9, 2019 at 9:41 am  Leave a Comment  
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I’m not sure why Betty is such a stick in the mud at the beginning of this cartoon. It seems to me that Buzzy is a kid with her same sassy spirit.

Published in: on November 2, 2019 at 8:31 am  Leave a Comment  
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Sissy with a pumpkin

Finally, an answer to the question, “Did Rankin-Bass ever make a classic Halloween special?”

The answer is no.

Published in: on October 26, 2019 at 8:36 am  Leave a Comment  
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Word of the day for Wednesday, October 16th

Well, look what we have here. The Public Domain Review is sharing yet another treasure with us, this time A Dictionary Of Victorian Slang. I’ve already found an excellent word, and I’m only at the A’s. By way of a very complicated explanation, the word

arfarfanarf comes to us. Meaning drunk. Basically, an arfanarf is a drink consisting of half ale and half beer, and the first arf is either a half pint or a full quart of arfanarf. It’s hard to follow. It’s possible the person who wrote the dictionary entry was arfarfanarf, ready for some mafficking. I hope they weren’t too Bob, Harry and Dick the next morning.

Published in: on October 16, 2019 at 8:02 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Me and Mrs. Jones

I will never understand ghost physics. How can they go through doors but can slide down banisters? Why are they always pretending to walk when they can just float every where? Don’t they have to float so they don’t go through the floor? Isn’t it hard to keep floating all the time just to stay out of the basement? Or if they don’t keep floating, would they not just go through the floor but fall all the way down to the center of the earth?

I guess it’s a good thing this was all just a dream.

Published in: on October 12, 2019 at 7:15 am  Leave a Comment  
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