Neanderpundit

Ed Hering was discussing in comments the fact that Walgreens were selling leg lamps.

In case there is a human being alive who doesn’t understand the provenance of this item, they originated as a premium from Nehi Soft Drink company which later became Royal Crown cola, the pop that you got free with pizzas. The original leg lamp had a more cylindrical shade, and was a bit… racier. There’s a closer approximation of the real thing visible, briefly, in “A Summer Story” with Charles Grodin and Mary Steenburgen, another of Shep’s films that I’ve always enjoyed. Anyway the inspiration for the actual lamp was this advertisement:

Nehi. Knee High. Get it?

Anyway, the leg lamps at Walgreens were sold out. But they did have a big “poster” sort of thing, a transparent vinyl picture of the item in question, which now adorns the Kitchen window by the door.

Last night I got home a bit early to attend the wake of a good friend’s mother. I came home, changed clothes, and the Ogwife and I got in the car.

We stopped for gas, wherupon the car just… stopped.

We got a jump but that only gave us about a minute of operation.

We got another jump and moved to a safe location, then Partner came and got us and took us to the wake. After paying our respects we went back to the gas station where a wrecker met me and delivered the car to my driveway.

Thankfully, I was with the wife at the time, so she didn’t have to be stranded alone. Also thankfully, Partner came to our aid. Also thankfully, the rollback cost $55, which will be covered by insurance. And I took the battery to AutoZone, where it tested bad and they gave me a new battery, which I installed and now the Scape is in good running order once more.

I’ll take that as a timely Christmas gift from the Creator, and a reminder that he’s in charge.

are thinking about doing a Blogtalkradio show. At first, i realize, only he and i will ever listen to it, but over time, even we won’t tune in anymore. Figure we can suck up enough bandwidth to keep one more moron off the air. I suggested calling it “Shut the FUCK UP” but P thinks it should be more family friendly. Other names in the running: “get off my lawn, bitches” and “get out of my way”(I suggested we broadcast the show from my car on my commute).

Ideas welcomed. We will most likely ignore them, or steal them and take credit ourselves.