Last week, I had forgotten to mention a couple of other things that make October the greatest month of the year. One is that my wife and I were married in October. That led me to talking about the wedding ceremony. I did mention three of my favorite pictures from that day, however, I don’t have any of them digitized so I can’t post them. I think my wife prefers it that way.
Next, I talked about the greatest aspect of October. BASEBALL! The postseason is here. Yes, that means baseball is nearly done for the year, but until it is done, it looks like we are in for an excellent postseason.
I’m rooting for the Chicago Cubs, of course. But any of the teams involved winning the World Series would be fine by me. As long as the Hated Yankees aren’t involved, it’s going to be a great time.
Speaking of baseball and the postseason, it seems I forget each year that when I watch the games on TV, come the seventh inning stretch, I’ll be forced to hit mute or change the channel.
Why? Well, because, since 9/11, Fox and MLB has felt it necessary to force a new tradition into the seventh inning. You see, kids, the attacks of America on September 11, 2001 took place in New York city, the heart of the civilized world (if you ask New Yorkers). And the Hated Yankees had started having some cop come out and sing ‘God Bless America’. So, because it’s New York, everybody has to be subjected to it every postseason.
I remarked on how far we’d come in how we view gay folks. Especially since the mid 80s, my high school and art school days, when in October 1985 Dire Straits’ ‘Money For Nothing‘ was number one in the US. The songs did ruffle some feathers at the time with its multiple uses of the term “faggot”, but not enough to keep it from topping the charts. It also doesn’t keep the dinosaur rock stations from still playing either.
So, on the same day I learned of Garbor’s marriage and his name, which I hadn’t known until then, I got home from work and watched some Netflix before bed. I decided to watch an episode of ‘Louie‘, a series I hadn’t watched in several months. The show I watched that night had Louie CK getting involved with a model and ending up in jail, needing a lawyer.
Can you guess who played the lawyer? Yep. Victor Garber.
It had been a rite of passage to male adulthood for many a boy since 1953. But with the internet providing more than enough naked ladies doing much more than to strike pretty poses, the magazine just lost steam.
I blogged about the end of nude pictorials and my introduction to the magazine for the Nostalgia Zone. I also talked about a friend apparently dropping me from her Facebook friends due to my not writing something negative about Playboy.
That may not be exactly what happened. Her daughter later told me that her mom just closed up her FB account. But she did post a comment voicing her concern about her son’s masturbating. Teenage boys masturbate? No shit!
As promised on the show, here is the website with virtually every Playboy centerfold ever. NSFW!
Movie Recommendations: None
Ran out of time, so you’re on your own this week.
First ad break bumpers: ‘Black Coffee in Bed‘ Squeeze & ‘White And Lazy‘ by The Replacements
Closing song: ‘Angler’s Treble Hook’ by $5 Fiddle
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