Please, please, Liz, don't be caught dead wearing Ed Hardy

For the love of all that is ho....famous, what the hell is Elizabeth Taylor doing? George Carlin just died, she is gravely ill, these things always happen in threes. Apparently she wanted to visit an Ed Hardy store, which is certainly the death of fashion and general common sense. Ergo, Liz wants some Grim Reaper time.

Don't do it Liz. We forgive you for Reflections in a Golden Eye which Marlon Brando still rolls in his grave from, and "dating" Michael Jackson. Your work in AIDS Research and Cat on a Hot Tin Roof assure you a place in heaven. But if you're seen being wheeled around Glendale wearing any of those Christian Audiger monstrosities, then we know you are lost and given up all hope. Run away from the light! Feel lucky that I can't run any Photoshop programs where I have you wearing one of his blingy smock/hat combos or whatever swag they throw you.

Should I rename this blog "Oh, the Humanity"?

OUR INTENDED PURPOSE

Eh, probably not. But I am continually noting the minutae of human-overload type circumstances that are pissing me off frequently. In the context of the museum, I can accept it as a part of what is a public service, which is to be tolerated in a humorous way. But my Sunday forays of musical Escape-ism in Dupont Circle are somewhat sacred, and spiritual, and not to be interfered with. Unfortunately, Dupont Circle, being such a hive of activity these days has gotten to the point of over-saturation.

This past Sunday, June 1st, found our modestly amplified unit unintentionally competing for space with
Yellow-Shirted Scientologists in a tent, handing out flyers.
Red-Shirted "Make Hip Hop Not War" kids, activists, whatever they are, with full PA blaring, hyping and hollering horribly in what I felt was unwelcome deja vu of the DJ i heard the night before. How unneccessary! From the fountain, they had their speakers pointed west, but at one point someone turned a speaker to the east side of the park, directly at us. Immediately, to the shock of my cohorts, I brazenly stepped to the amateur edu-tainers and demanded they turn the speaker west. They complied, and I was hailed for my heroics of good taste. Playing resumed.

Today's visit to DuCi was marked by the handing out of re-usable shopping bags, courtesy of MLB, promoting the All-Star Game. I no longer collect such "Collectors Items" and already have several re-usable bags from Whole Foods, which don't get used enough. Will this mass-marketing target campaign at this locale ever end?