Sunday, November 30, 2008

I Found This One From 1973

My uncle Errol "Fang" McManus is a badass. He has worked for over 40 years as a tree doctor.
Rock on Fang!

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Barkley. Neither Gnarls nor Charles.

Barkley L. Hendricks has been laying down the paints of reality since before I was dropped out my mama. Each piece depicts a soul in its true state. Vibrant and radiant, his subjects shine from their canvases and take you to the place from whence they lived and breathed in their moment of capture. His latest showing is at the Studio Museum in Harlem, NYC right up until the days of spring. Appropriately titled "Birth of the Cool," the collection drips with a majestic beauty and a love of human beings and life.
Here is a youtube video of his exhibit at Nasher Museum of Art/Duke University:

Friday, November 14, 2008

Dave S. And The Queen

Dave is the man. Like ODB. It's his disposition.

Just a phone call away. Liz.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Danny's Perfect Plate Dinner Special #6

The next time you are visiting Vancouver why not stop by Danny's for a tasty plate of pure fantasy. His array of ethnic cuisine is unmatched in any Michelin rated restaurant on any continent. This one is the #6. It is a delectable medley of...some kind of pastry crusted stuff with some other things next to it. And don't forget the small round thing with a toothpick through it, also very good. Uh, I think I have to call Danny to find out what all the thingys are again. Seriously though, it is really good. I mean it. Let's just call it #6 because there are 6 different food materials on the plate and call it a day. Tai Tu!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Sorry Folks, There's Something Wrong With My Guitar

For my first song tonight I'd like to play you a little number I wrote on my first day back in New York. I was walking through Washington Square when a leprechaun came over to me and asked me for some change. I said, "Wait a minute Mister Leprechaun, don't you have a pot of gold?" He replied "@#$% you buddy, it was all tied up in Bear Stearns." Anyway, I wasn't falling for his timely joke and told him to find someone else to work his leprechaun evil on instead of me. After all, I saw the movie "Leprechaun" with Warwick Davis and Jennifer Aniston. I know the truth. So I wrote a song about it and here goes...

There was a time in the city
Where it was...CRUNCH! CRUNCH! CRUNCH!

Sorry, folks, I'll have to start this again.

There was a time in the city
Where it was...CRUNCH! CRUNCH! CRUNCH!

Something's wrong here...Oh.

I'll be back after I remove this...

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Mama T, You're Diamond Shreddies

For your birthday I hired Squirty and the Squirtones, the Cleveland based old tyme barber shop quartet, to compose a unique song for your celebration.

Some may say it's just cereal
But you and I know better
You cannot find them just any-where
This is my birthday love letter

I don't eat them yet you see
Most-ly I take the breast
But one day you will give me some
And get-me-off-your-chest

Oh Mama T you are so lovely
Like Chef Boyardee spaghetties
My rare flower in the desert
Mama T, you're dia-mond shred-dies

Happy Birthday! We love you.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Pumpkin Done Righteous

Mama T's good friend in Parksville on Vancouver Island did some serious pumpkin carving to celebrate this Halloween. This pumpkin is devouring a Barbie. Yummy fancy dress Malibu Barbie brains not available in stores.

Awwwwwwww. A crying pumpkin baby. How cute. Forget those corporate princess pumpkin stencils, this is the real deal. Complete with baby doll legs and real pumkin poop in the diaper for authenticity. Smells just like grandma used to make! Take that any way you want it. No charge for lame jokes.

Friday, November 7, 2008

British Columbian Calypso

It was very rainy during the McManus family travels to Vancouver this past week so we had tons of indoor time. The Squirt decided to show his appreciation for our oxygen deprived adventures by working on his raspberry and finding a covert way to give someone "the finger." Genius.

For the bonus, saying "Calypso" is the new fun secret way of announcing to your loved ones that you have passed gas and they should leave the immediate area or risk a most certain death. We of the McManus clan find it much more amusing than screeching that you farted and far more polite than silently allowing others to suffer greatly. Try it and enjoy.