:::this is the way the world ends:::

Day: September 10, 2006

Is Hasslehoff this generation’s Shatner?

Think about it, folks.  Cheesy, campy, self-agrandising, astonishingly sub-par musical talent, a huge, I mean huge, cult following. Amanda pointed this out to me.  I think it rings true. 

 I noticed today that a real cool looking building in town here is for sale.  It is the old baptist church building. I think you can view it on Rolanderrealty.com (or some such site).  They want 140,000.  Think about it, we could start our own artist colony, our own compound.  We could raise our kids there, safe from the world.  We could homeschool and buy all our crap at sam’s in bulk and have it delivered; shut ourselves in from the outside world while we slowly go insane! 

…but safe from what scientists will refer to as the “hasslehoff effect”, that which brought upon us the end.  With a whimper, indeed!  My whimpering, and the whimpering of billions, whimpering away in choir of whimperieness.  Or we could all just keep doing the stuff that makes us happy and pretend that hasslehoff isn’t real. Your choice, but I know he is real.  I know what he is doing.  slowly, to all of us. 

Look at the hidden messages within the video, but don’t look to long, alas you will be sucked in, too.  converted to his minions.  stay safe tonight.     

Drive Around!

Thought of you last week Peters.

On the first rainy day we’ve had in a months I was out at Stock Building Supply loading up the Performing Arts Center pickup with 4 x 4s and 2 x 12s. By the time I was finished my leather gloves were soaked through. With slimy reactivated glove sweat and grease inside my gloves and rain dripping down the back of my neck I was reminded of those days at the pipe yard.

The highlight of the morning was watching the “new kid” drive the forklift around. The kid hits a pot hole and dumps half his load in the mud. He crashes around, backs into the racks; has to climb off the forklift to adjust the load by hand. The old guys drive by pointing and laughing, coercing a rueful wave from the kid.

Ed

Ed on a Massey Ferguson; McPherson, Kansas; April 1, 1994.

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