T-minus 36 minutes until the arrival of painters. Time to reach deep into the blogger’s bag of tricks and pull out this two-bagger until the day settles into a more predictable rhythm — that is, YouTube. (And a YouTube clip I stole from The Poor Man, for a theft/YouTube double. And yes, yes, mixed metaphor. Kiss my butt.)
I don’t know what I like best about this: The cigarette, the way the giant head enters stage left, or the recollection of the cultural moment in the ’70s when Telly Savalas was considered a hottie.
Back later. Enjoy. And hey — who loves ya, baby?