Remember the Mickey Mouse Club? February 12, 2011
Posted by Michael in Art.trackback
But I mean the original TV show in the 60′s, not that lame website I linked. Maybe you remember what a great show that was, especially you guys who are old enough to remember when Annette started sprouting breasts, which turned out to be spectacular.
Britney Spears, Justin Timberlake and Christina Aguilera are all veterans of the Mickey Mouse Club cast. After Annette, the Mouse Club apparently turned into a slut factory.
Thanks to YouTube, I recently discovered that the Mickey Mouse Club lives on with a different brand — sadly, there is no pubescent Annette. But it is the same format.
I didn’t see Annette Funicello!?
Badgers rule, Buckeyes suck. Hahahaha. First football, now basketball. Is there any sport we don’t dominate OSU in? No. There is not.
I loved those shirts they wore on Zoom.
This show started sometime in the early-to-mid- seventies.
No, the Mickey Mouse Club was in its second set of reruns by the time I ever heard of it, and by then I was watching Star Trek and tits.
Star Trek and tits? Couldn’t you could do both with Star Trek? That show had its share of torpedo tits.
And Kirk was hot. He always got laid.
No. There is not.
L to R
Pupster, Sweater vest
http://tinyurl.com/66ptlo9
I watched ZOOM after school on PBS — mid to late 70s. It was the must see show. Always wanted to be a cast member. Much different than the Mickey Mouse Club. Zoom did crafts, science experiments and other educational stuff — hey it was on PBS.
Yes, I meant Star Trek with tits.
I was being unclear. My bad.
*little known factoid, the network censors never let us see a chick’s belly button. I guess they thought it was like a mini vajayjay or somethin.
Speaking of Ukulele music, this made me smile:
I may have to make these:
http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2010/05/fried-mozzarella-sticks-oh-dear/
Nice, LD. I’d like to try that recipe with dairy-fresh mozz balls instead of the string cheese. Yowza.
And maybe add a bit of Italian Seasoning to the crumbs. Some cheese sticks I’ve had in restaurants have been bland. But when they’re not, ahhh, Mamma Mia!
*kisses pursed fingers in lame WASPy way*
*Bows head and salutes with two-fingered touch to forehead and fling-off gesture in lame WASPY way.*
What’s that “salad” with sliced tomatoes and mozarrella, with italian seasonings and dressing?
I like that.
Tonight, with Cathy gone out of town, I ate a big bowl of homemade (by Cathy) chili that was in the fridge.
With fresh ground pepper and sea salt, and Marie Sharp’s pepper sauce, and mozzarella cheese melted on top.
Plus, a tangerine and a handful of baby carrots that Cathy bought.
Plus, some sour cream & onion flavored Pringles. Cathy keeps me stocked with Pringles.
Plus, a few bakery-fresh cookies for dessert. Cathy bought those at the Tom Thumb grocery store.
Life without Cathy is not so bad.
Life without Cathy is not so bad.
Trouble Brewing.
I really miss the dogs. She took the dogs with her to Colorado.
Yesterday, I made fried egg sammiches (3) with bacon grease. Damn, they were good. Plus, fresh sliced tomatoes and a hunk of Dutch cheese and some potatoe salad. And cookies. I’m telling you, I am living high off the hog while Cathy is gone.
Seriously, Cathy can stay away
two weeks until I run out of groceries and have to clean the house and do laundryforever and I don’t care. She can stay in Colorado. No big deal. I don’t mind that she wants to spend time with her family.You should fly up next Friday night. We were talking about meeting up with Cathy on Saturday or thereabouts, plus of which my BiL and I are having a martial arts film fest on Saturday. This involves items such as Pringles and an excess of adult beverages, and a mix of 1980ish and modern wuxia films (like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but not as artsy).
We’re kicking it off with a pitcher of beer at the local dive bar at noon.
Will you have cookies?
Will you have cookies?
Oh yes. I, for instance, have become addicted to double-stuffed vanilla Oreos. We generally hit the grocery store just before we start and grab a ridiculous amount of munchies.
*figures out driving time from Boise.
Boise’s not so far. Not if your heart is pure.
Margherita salad, Dave.
Michael, you should totally meet-up with the Geoffs! That way Cathy can give you a suitcase full of groceries to take home with you.
OH, and you should ship her a bag of dirty laundry a couple days ahead, too, then you can pick that up (washed and folded, of course) as well.
Ah, yeah.
I love that stuff.
OH, and you should ship her a bag of dirty laundry a couple days ahead, too, then you can pick that up (washed and folded, of course) as well.
Don’t worry about that, Michael – we can make plenty of dirty laundry in real time. She’ll be so pleased!
Dave, don’t listen to Laura. She don’t know nothing. In an Italian restaurant, it’s called Insalata Caprese. (Or “tomato and mozzarella salad” also works.) Pronounced Kah-PRAY-zeh.
First one I ever ate was suggested by the waiter at an Italian restaurant on Lygon Street in Melbourne, of all places. There are (or were) a whole bunch of little Italian restaurants there. This was years before it became popular in the U.S. I love those things.
FYI, “Margherita” is the name for a type of pizza. Cathy and I learned that in Brazil many years ago. There are a zillion pizza joints in Brazil, for some reason I do not understand.
I wrote a song about Margherita.
They call it margherita salad around here, man.
*shrugs*
Thanks, Lips.
Mrs. Geezer is gonna make those cheese sticks.
She makes Coconut Shrimp like they serve at Outback ™, only she makes them better and BIGGER.
Those suckers are yuge!
If LauraW says it’s “margherita” then it’s margherita. Like I’d even take your side over hers.
I’ve hugged you both and I ain’t as dumb as I look.
Nah, looking around, margherita is the less proper name. Must be one of those regional things where we do things slightly wrong.
Like how they call Italian Ice ‘Water Ice’ in Philly. And they call tomato sauce ‘gravy.’
*resolves never to order mashed potatoes and ‘gravy’ in Philly.
*on second thought, resolves never to go to Philly.
and shouldn’t that be ‘Worder Ice’?
*knows a girl from Philly
Sheesh, when I go away, I just make sure there are some staples in the house and Mr. Lipstick is on his own. He survives.
Cathy, you spoil your man!
‘Worder Ice’?
Yep.
*used to date a guy from Philly
Used to date an English actor who came to L.A. to try to get work. He was trying to get his American accent right, but could never pronounce “water” our way.
Seriously, “It’s WA-TER”
“WAHH-TUH”
“No, say TER”
“Tuh, Teh” etc.
Cathy, you spoil your man!
Lipstick, STFU!
Oh like she doesn’t already know it.