Found this while surfing today and thought I’d share.

May your deity of choice not strike you dead for laughing out loud at this one. Enjoy!

Hummus Vs. Hamas-Terrorist Cuisine-God Loves ME Best! - #5 - The best bloopers are here

what are your thoughts on the issue?

cheers, buyaka!
k

“There are some circles in America where it seems to be more socially acceptable to carry a hand-gun than a packet of cigarettes.”
~ Katharine Whitehorn

Such was my friend’s assessment of the meal we’d finished inhaling a few moments ago.

Not only do I agree with her glowing gastrointestinal review, I feel especially accomplished because this comment is coming from the one friend I have that is the absolute hardest to please in the culinary department. Everybody has that friend. Hell, some of you ARE that friend. You know the one, doesn’t eat much more than chicken (sans bones) a few vegetables (usually corn, and usually canned) and turns their nose up at the mere suggestion that they ‘try something new’. Case in point: earlier that day, friend and I were chatting at my kitchen island while I munched on some cut watermelon. I offered her some, and she immediately replied, ‘Oh, no. I don’t like watermelon.” Aghast, but undeterred, I ventured what should have been a ridiculous question: “Have you ever tried it?” Her: “Well…no.”

Jesus, keep me near the cross.

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Hi there boys and girls!

I know, I know. It’s been a long time since I last posted and I’ve been feeling terrible about it. But hey, it’s a busy time for the empire so I hope you’ll forgive me for slacking. Anyway, I thought I’d make it up to you by catching you up on all the goings-on with me over the last couple of weeks. Ready? Here goes.

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I’ve always had this internal guide that I use should I need a good excuse to go out for drinks on almost any day of the week.

Monday – it’s the beginning of the week, must drown sorrows
Wednesday – hump day…halfway through!
Thursday – unofficial start of the weekend, since nobody does anything but clock watch on fridays
Friday-Sunday – it’s the weekend, that’s what it was made for

But what about Tuesday, you ask?

Well, with the exception of Fat Tuesday, I’ve never been able to come up with a good reason to justify going out for drinks on a Tuesday night. So my hard and fast rule has always been: If you’re out drinking on a Tuesday, you’re officially an alcoholic. That’s it. End of story.

That is, until last week.
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A white man dressed in all black and a black man dressed in all white approach each other on a dark, deserted street. The single moment in time for which their eyes meet is the subject of Marie-Bernard Koltes’ play, In the Solitude of Cottonfields.

The play, which debuted at 7 Stages last Thursday, is a visually sparse but verbally rich examination of the perspectives, psyches, and motivations of 2 strangers that share a common, but unspoken bond. Ismail ibn Conner – who plays the Dealer, and Del Hamilton - who plays the Client, take turns delivering rhythmically poetic monologues that touch on a variety of opposing themes: light and dark, depth and height, virgin and whore. Like human embodiments of yin and yang, each man wrestles with himself, embracing both sides of the spectrum as he struggles to conceal, yet longs to reveal to the other his reason for being on this deserted street at this time of night.

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For two nights only, 7 Stages Theater in Little 5 is offering $10 previews for the world premiere staging of ‘In the Solitude of Cottonfields’, a play written by Bernard-Marie Koltes’. Originally written and performed in French, the play has been translated into English by Isma’il ibn Conner and will be directed by Eric Vigner. Here’s the description of the play from the 7 Stages site:

A white man approaches a black man on a deserted city street at sunset, and an interaction occurs in the space of a second. Bernard-Marie Koltès, France’s top contemporary playwright whose play has a World Premiere this month at 7 Stages, makes an entire drama of this one glance. Because, in the United States, 40 years after the assassination of Martin Luther King, Jr., centuries of tension and meaning still exist in this, the smallest of exchanges between two humans, one black, one white. What happens between them? Everything: all the emotion, philosophy, politics, poetry and drama from the solitude of the cotton fields to a present-day city street, deserted at dusk.

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Tripping around the web today, I happend upon a post on The Groundswell Blog about New Orleans-based artist Dan Tague’s latest exhibit.
The collection, entitled ‘Cash Rules Everything Around Me’, features denominations of the almighty dollar in a variety of crumpled-up positions that appear meaningless at first glance. But a closer look reveals that the artist has transformed each note into a simple, but poignant statement of artistic protest.

Here are some images from the collection:

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