Thursday, December 2, 2010

Guess who's coming to dinner

At least the attendees won't have this gazing down upon them.*

On a far, far, far less frightening, though sad, note, this development.

I think hiring the TSA would've made a sexier evening for everyone, don't you?

*whatever happened to the Velvet Elvis? No one has any standards anymore.


sunshine said...

I think y'all are nuts eh!

Let's face it. The guy loves attention. If he didn't, he'd shut his mouth and stop talking.
Why don't the good people of Cleveland just ignore the bastard.
I think that not buying tickets to the game and no one showing up would make a higher impact.

He was never a "team player" anyways, was he?
Move on and find someone else to worship. (not you specifically... your FANatics in Cleveland)....
He's just an ungrateful bum.

I agree. Velvet Elvis MUST make a comeback.


susan said...

Now that I know the trick for selling my paintings is to put a smiley candlestick in the corner I'm really going to clean up.

btw: Did you know all the paintings on velvet were done using house painting bushes and a pallette knife? I once spent an afternoon with someone who painted six at a time. He let me try and I did four.

Randal Graves said...

sunshine, I didn't realize you were so mad about Chris Bosh leaving.

susan, it's about time you realized that you're wasting time trying to comment on the human condition.

Do you still have those velvets?

Demeur said...

People actually show up for a Cavs game anymore?

And hey America was founded on kitsch. What do you think keeps those home shopping networks going?

okjimm said...

ya, Susan, what Randalz said... do you still have those? If not, can you make me one of Jesus breaking breadsticks at Pizza Hut? Praise the Lord, but pass the pepperoni!!!

Randal Graves said...

demeur, Ahem.

You might be on to something. They should start hawking dolls of politicians. Bet they sell like hotcakes.

okjimm, how about bringing together all the famous un-dead, Jesus, Jim Morrison, Hitler, Elvis.

Tom Harper said...

Ah, the Velvet Elvis. Along with the Velvet Underground, two pillars of American culture.

S.W. Anderson said...

If lots of people enjoy some well-executed kitsch, what's the problem? Plus, it gives artsy-fartsy types something to wax superior about.

Re: the Cavaliers, were they named for an attitude?

S.W. Anderson said...

Re: Velvet Elvis. There was a '50's and '60's memorabilia emporium at a big mall here selling them as recently as a couple years ago. Velvet James Brown, too. But the B&W framed photo of mid-'50's Liberace, in white tie and tails, standing by his chandeliered grand piano, was tres chic!

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Note the Painter of Light™ hanging behind the crazy lady.

S.W. Anderson said...

Phooey, I meant candelabra'd grand piano. Oh well.

Randal Graves said...

tom, now I'm going to be on the lookout for a Velvet Heroin Junkie.

SWA, I'm merely exercising my right to nelsonmuntz Kinkaderites or doll collectors or picklers of human innards.

The name came from a contest sponsored by a local paper.

Velvet James Brown? Now that's the gift that keeps on giving.

if, if only you were a reporter, you could have called her hotline to help ward off the EMP pulse!

Susan Tiner said...

Did you know that there's a village inspired by Thomas Kinkade?

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Great FSM, S.T.

That is terrifying! The Reptiloids have won...

Dr. Zaius said...

Doh! Cut that out!