Unbelievable

While not brooding over my age, ill health and mortality, I've been being willfully lazy and lounging about drinking beer and watching the king of boring sports, golf, which I have to admit I have fun watching. Anywho, during the current PGA coverage I've been absolutely wowed by the Differ'nt Strokes/Webster-inspired PriceWaterhouseCoopers commercials in which an old apparently white guy creepily follows 10-15 year-old people of various non-white colors around a golf course dropping gleaming nuggets of supposedly golf-inspired supposed wisdom. I wouldn't have commented on how obviously disturbing this is if it apparently is not obvious enough for anyone to mention to the PriceWaterhouseCoopers ad men or CBS or the PGA.

First of all, I think The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air made clear for any of those who were confused that black people are capable of parenting black children, giving them sitcom-quality life advice and so on.

Secondly, why is this old guy hanging out with a succession of young children? He looks too old to be giving them golf lessons, and he doesn't appear to be related to them.

I'm seriously ooked. Am I the only one?

Back in the saddle

Haven't touched this blog in many months, obviously. It's hard to justify spending any time on it, and I haven't had time with which to husband justifications. But let's give it a shot, because there are those moments -

Finicky

I once knew a girl, name of Psyche,
Who loved like the ad man's boy, Mikey.
If you squeezed on her right tit
She screamed "Psyche likes it!"
Though screams from her left were unlikely.