Thursday, January 19, 2006

nothing to say but i'm saying it

Allright already, no one is posting on their blogs hardly so I guess the onus is on me. Did I use that right? I like the sound of it. Put your onus on me.

Babe alert! Do you like to look at hot babes? No? Why not? Well I do and I'm sick of you judging me about it. Just take an internet gander at Luba Hegre and you will see a hot babe from Kiev. None of these pictures are going to be SFW, I'm warning you. Luba she does not like to wear clothes. She finds them confining.

I got a mention in Bites today. I didn't catch that Bites had caught on to the crappiness of Lisa Heyamoto's writing. Now that it's been in a legitmate media outlet I'm sure she will get wind of it and maybe her editor will rein her in a bit. Speaking of ed's at the Sacbee, did you catch that cease and desist order I got from the photo editor on that old Jazz and Pizazz post? What a weiner. Why couldn't he just ask nicely?

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

Thanks for making me look at porn for the last 15 minutes. Yes, Luba is fine, yes Peter Heger is a fucking genius. Porn empire. I'm not trying to be creepy but doesn't Luba look like your mom kinda? Seriously dude. The kind of strong jawed, non smiling, eastern european thing?

Ella

beckler said...

NO WAY. Take that back right now you have just given me the major heeby jeebies.

Anonymous said...

Ok, I take it back!

You want to make out with your mom.

I'm kidding!

All heeby jeebies aside, can you see what I mean? Maybe I'm crazy and I secretly want to make out with your mom.

Ella

Uneasy Rhetoric said...

Wow, congrats on raising the Bee's ire. That's total big time. I've reposted a few of their maps and gotten nary a peep.

As for the porn, that will have to wait until I get home.

beckler said...

That's funny cuz scott just met my mom last night. He said he expected her to be wearing that crazy dress she is wearing in the portrait of her and me (the one where she looks like a chola). Instead she was wearing backless sneakers which he hates with a passion but which Steve was going crazy over!

Anonymous said...

I kept accidentally calling her Luba all night. And yeah, those backless sneakers have some serious easy-access for a cat's head.

miller

Alice said...

backless sneakers freak me out. they instantly make me feel like the person wearing them has major foot fungus and that's why they need to be airing out the dogs as it were. i know that's irrational. but, they just do. i totally love the mental image of steve freaking out over your mom's shoes though!

Anonymous said...

I decided to buy a new pair of Jack Purcells last month-- lo and behold, they don't $#@! make them anymore, unless you want backless ones. Who would want backless Jack Purcells (except maybe your mom)?

sigh.

Anonymous said...

Dear OMF,

www.converse.com

jack purcell "classics".

Any color you want! $50.

Ella

Anonymous said...

Foster, please, PLEASE start wearing backless Jack Purcell's!! The company must've heard you were turning 40!

miller

Anonymous said...

The only thing I want 'backless' is my jock strap.

And ella, thanks for the tip-- looks like Converse recently redid their site 'cause I was all over it last month in hopes of finding 'classic' style JPs...

Anonymous said...

What if those backless Purcell's were, say,...zebra striped?

miller

Anonymous said...

What if that thong were also, say,... zebra striped?

I mean 'jockstrap' of course, because they didn't have thong underwear in '63. Hot.

Ella

Anonymous said...

Who blames you for looking at babes? It is a good hobby. Not just on the 'net either. The other morning I was at Capitol Park Cafe and two women walked in. One of them was a stunner. Her upper arms were scarred a little from something, but I kept on sneeking looks at the counter. It was odd because pretty females, and pretty people in general simply don't go there. (That's how I fit in so well). I hope that this isn't a sign of things to come. If pretty people start showing up on a regular basis, "management" might drive the regulars away with a dress code or something else.

Ed