That Was the Week That Was—in Blogs

Novelist J.D. Salinger passed away last week at the age of 91. Yeah, kind of sad, but he had a long life. Probably time for me to reread “Catcher in the Rye,” one of the best novels I’ve ever read.

No doubt, Salinger was a great writer, but he may be better known to some for his reclusiveness. Scott Ditzler at Kansascity.com gives us a good essay on this subject and Salinger’s work.

Did you know those Bengal ticket prices have gone up again? It doesn’t bug me in the least as I never ever go, but The Cincinnati Man has a poll going on to get your thoughts on it.

Wonkette tells us that President Obama had a “therapy session” with the House Republicans last week. My question is—why? Mr. President, you will never get these people to see it your way, so stop reaching out to them. Just push your ideas through. Your constantly trying to understand the GOP is becoming annoying.

Speaking of Obama, The Huffington Post tells us actor Mel Gibson doesn’t think the President can fix the mess we’re in which leads me to ask another question: Does anyone really care anymore what Mel Gibson thinks?

And don’t homeless people have enough problems? The Cincinnati Nation reports that a homeless man was beaten up on Walnut Street downtown a few days ago. Yeah, I know. That is soooooo Cincinnati, but still.

John Edwards—you know the guy who ran for president a couple times—is in the news again. Newsobserver.com is reporting that perhaps Edwards lifted his wife’s lime green wallet that had over $300 in it.

Maybe he was just trying to help her out. I mean who the hell should want to own a lime green wallet?

(Photo of Salinger from guardian.co.uk)

Maybe

I know I’ve said more than a few times in the past that Cincinnati is a lazy town with not a lot going on.

Maybe I was wrong. Take a look at this video that was shot in downtown Cincinnati this past Friday morning.

Well, maybe I wasn’t wrong. Maybe this isn’t downtown Cincinnati. Maybe I’m lying.  Maybe this video is just an old deodorant commercial.

(Photo from flickr.com)

“SmackDown” Wrestlers come to Cincinnati Area to get Drunk at Local Shell Station

Actually the headline here is misleading. Actually two “SmackDown” wrestlers came here for some kind of event at U.S. Bank Arena.

But Gregory “Hurricane” Helms and Chris Irvine, two professional wrestlers, did get drunk at a Shell Station in Erlanger and got themselves arrested. Click here to read more about it.

The question that comes to my mind is that with all the great bars in Northern Kentucky, why would these guys want to get drunk at a Shell station?

Click here for an update on this developing high drama!!

Regardless, I have to feel a bit sorry for “Hurricane” Helms. He had to look pretty silly in the back of that squad car wearing that silly costume.

(Photo of “Hurricane” Helms found on Google)

Where Did January Go?

Really, where did this month go? We only have a few days left.

January is flying by. I guess I shouldn’t complain as this is usually the month where we get a fair amount of snow and so far we haven’t. Knock wood.

Of course, we did get some snow on January 7. Remember? I do. I wrote a column about it in the Living Out Loud column in CityBeat this week — “Ten Days in January.”

(Photo from flickr.com)

If You Own a Dictionary, You Own Porn

I don’t know where the hell Menifee Union School District is, but you won’t find dictionaries in their schools. Dictionaries are dirty books where elementary school kids can look up dirty words.

It seems Merriam Webster’s 10^th edition tells us what the words “oral sex” means. Shocking isn’t it? Click here to read more about it.

The article doesn’t explain what oral sex is. For that, you’ll need to go to your porn book—your dictionary.

(Photo from WordPress)

I’ll Drink to That

We here in Ohio like to drink alcohol and last year, when the economy was at it’s worse (that could be a lie as I think the economy still sucks), we here in the Buckeye State turned to the bottle.

Liquor sales in Ohio hit an all time high last year to the tune of 734.8 million dollars. Click here to read more about it—that is if you’re not to drunk too read.

(Photo of drunken Ohio woman found on Google)

Restaurant Review: Donna Covrett from Cincinnati Magazine on Dixie Chili

We’re always trying new things here and today, we’re going to do a restaurant review.

Are you familiar with Dixie Chili over in Newport? Ever been there?  Are you curious as to what their food is like?  Well we’re here to help.

Donna Covrett from Cincinnati Magazine has agreed to give us a review of Dixie Chili! Here’s the video.

Wait a minute. That’s not Donna Covrett. Who the hell is this woman?

Regardless, she did give us some pretty good advice. I’m staying away from the garlic at Dixie Chili. I have enough problems with gas.

(Graphic found on Google)

Bill O’Reilly Being Bill O’Reilly

Whenever I think of Bill O’Reilly—and I don’t think about him much at all—I usually think he would be a good fit here in Cincinnati. I mean he’s very conservative, a bit backwards and lives in his own little world.

For example, Bill is quite pleased that Air America has folded and views it as the USA turning back to being more conservative. Crooks and Liars fills us in, telling those of us with any kind of commonsense what we already know: It’s all bullshit.

It’s just Bill O’Reilly being Bill O’ Reilly. Nothing more.

(Photo from z.about.com)

Just a Few Thoughts on John Edwards and the National Enquirer

Before I have my coffee, let me say a few words about John Edwards and the National Enquirer.

There’s no doubt about it. The National Enquirer was way out in front on that John Edwards story—you know—about him being the father of Rielle Hunter’s baby. The executive editor at the Enquirer is so proud of this reporting; he thinks the paper deserves a Pulitzer Prize.

Really. Click here to read more about it.

As far as I’m concerned, yeah, they managed to get this story right but nine times out of ten, they still make up stuff and/or get stories wrong. They deserve a Pulitzer as mush as Paris Hilton does.

As for former presidential candidate John Edwards, you sir have been a major disappointment. Instead of owning up to this, you lied and said you weren’t the father of Hunter’s baby when, of course, you really were and you turned this into a bigger story than it needed to be.

I liked you when you were running for president but now I know you’re just a lying jerk who thinks with his third leg. I feel sorry for your wife.

All right. I’m having my coffee now.

(Photo from WordPress)

I Hate it When That Happens

Despite the rain, on Thursday afternoon, I made my bus connections and went to Bart’s over in Newport for happy hour.

I had a great time visiting with bartender Laura and my other friends Ann and Doug—probably too good a time as I missed that Tank bus I usually take to get me back to downtown Cincinnati.

Missing a Tank bus isn’t that big a deal as they run every ten minutes or so. Missing a Metro bus in Cincinnati is another story as they don’t run that often to get me back to Westwood.

When the Tank bus got me back over across the river, I walked up to Government Square and the Federal Building only to see the #6 bus pulling away. Damn. I hate it when that happens.

With it still pouring down rain, I knew that the next #6 bus wouldn’t be arriving for another 25 minutes. Because of the drinking at Bart’s, I also now had to go to the restroom.

I took a damn cab back to Westwood. I figured spending the twenty bucks on the cab was better than wetting my pants.

(Photo from Cincinnati.com)