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Mixed Martial Arts.... Here I Come
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
SOME HILARIOUS COMMERCIALS
I posted this tonight because a friend on FACEBOOK put up the blurb for his profile: John Doe.... "invented water" and it made me think of this series of radio and tv spots for Dos Equis beer...
It is one of the better beer ads, and is trumping the Budweiser "Real American Genius" franchise... no doubt...
here's some of the text...
When it is raining, it is because he is sad.
Even his parents' advice is insightful.
If there were an interesting gland, his would be larger than most men's entire lower intestines.
His shirts never wrinkle.
He is left-handed. And right-handed.
Even if he forgets to put postage on his mail, it gets there.
He once knew a call was a wrong number, even though the person on the other end wouldn't admit it.
You can see his charisma from space.
The police often question him, just because they find him interesting.
He once punched a magician. That's right. You heard me.
When he orders a salad, he gets the dressing right there on top of the salad, where it belongs...where there is no turning back.
If a monument was built in his honor, Mt. Rushmore would close, due to poor attendance."
We could go on and write more and more.... but I just wanted to share this... I am new to blogging and strangely (especially if you ask my live as well as virtual friends) I am speechless...
Sunday, May 4, 2008
What a spectular surprise... it was worth the gasoline to make the trip. WMGK Jock John Debella hosted a plethora of events that just went to the dogs... There was a dog "Caricaturist" (I'll have to track down his name later - I volunteered to help off-load some of his patrons, but he was awesome and stayed extra to ahndle everyone who stood in line); there were sheep herding demonstrations, obstacle and jumping demos; food & drink - of the canine variety like Dogsters' Ice Cream for dogs; and a photographer that was donating money to dog-oriented rescue and humane causes.
Philadelphia started a new "no-kill" initiative this past January and is trying to find homes for all animals that are abandoned. Mayor Nutter and the City of Philadelphia has started a Spay or Nueter legislative effort and nowrequire and are enforcing the spaying or nuetering of any animal in Philadelphia within 6 months of birth of the animal. There are simply too many animals available for homesw that are of god stock and are just waiting to show some love to a good family...
You can see some of the scenic views of all these well-behaved dogs and their equally well respected owners and families that came to give and support good dog causes... There are pictures of my dog Harley, as well as many other dogs that were just having a good time.
Thanks WMGK and the airstaff and all the people who put this on! It was great!
We bought our dog a couple cool tie-dye shirts (a tie-muscle) and a cool bandana with horses on it...
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
BELTANE (MAY DAY)
Beltane lyrics
Have you ever stood in the April wood and called the new year in?
While the phantoms of three thousand years fly as the dead leaves spin?
There's a snap in the grass behind your feet and a tap upon your shoulder.
And the thin wind crawls along your neck it's just the old gods getting older.
And the kestral drops like a fall of shot and the red cloud hanging highcome a Beltane.
Have you ever loved a lover of the old elastic truth?
And doted on the daughter in the ministry of youth?
Thrust your head between the breasts of the fertile innocent.
And taken up the cause of love, for the sake of argument.
Or while the kisses drop like a fall of shot from soft lips in the rain come a Beltane.
Happy old new year to you and yours.
The sun's up for one more day, to be sure.
Play it out gladly, for your card's marked again.
Have you walked around your parks and towns so knife-edged orderly?
While the fires are burned on the hills upturned in far-off wild country.
And felt the chill on your window-sill as the green man comes around.
With his walking cane of sweet hazel brings it crashing down.
Sends your knuckles white as the thin stick bites.
Well, it's just your groaning pains.
Come a Beltane.
Come a Beltane.
Come a Beltane.
Come a Beltane.
Come a Beltane.
Come a Beltane.
Come a Beltane.
Come a Beltane.
BY JETHRO TULL