"Big Money" (the chorus goes, "Big money ruins everything") is your basic protest song making fun of wealthy doofuses and thoughtless tourists (a classic Vo Dilun example is the great singer/songwriter Jon Campbell's Swamp Yankee plaint, "Winnebacome, Winnebago") — a song apparently well-loved in the area by the year-round residents.
A threatened boycott of the skiing company, fueled by big support from enraged locals, has forced "Ski Co" (as they are locally known) to back down. Good on you, Dan, but we warn you — please refrain from singing "My Way."
MORK FROM TIVERTON
Phillipe and Jorge just love it when you can begin covering a political campaign and question the candidate's planet of origin and sanity right off the bat.
In this case, we are referring to John "Mork" Loughlin, who will be a GOP challenger to Patrick Kennedy for his First District seat in the U.S. House of Representatives. In his campaign announcement press conference on February 4, Loughlin was noting that the National Republican Congressional Committee may not pour any money into his campaign. Kennedy's name, war chest, and standing in the House will keep GOP officialdom away. But, Loughlin said, "We are going to have to surprise them all (at the NRCC) down there, and it will be fun to walk into the NRCC on November 3 and go 'nanny nanny boo boo.'"
Or perhaps, "Nanu, nanu!" Ya gotta love a hardnosed politician who is just waiting to give 'em the ol' "nanny nanny boo boo," right before saying, "I know you are, but what am I?" Go get 'em, Mork, and don't forget the old Chinese wrist burn and noogies if it comes to hand-to-hand combat.
STRAIGHT FROM THE JONATHAN SWIFT COOKBOOK
Tommy from Queens passes along a couple of items from the Urinal's Lifebeat section of Wednesday, February 3 — with kudos to the lovely Miss Z for pointing them out to him in the first place.
In the "New Restaurants" item that day comes "Healthful options include grilled children with vegetables." The topper, perhaps, was the headline on Deadbeat's front page: "Year of Tiger starts with a bang."
Now just cut that out, youse guys!
Joy and glee on Soopah Bowl Sunday as the loud suction-cup sound you heard was the lips of the national sports media being pried off of Peyton Manning's buttocks after he tossed a late interception that sealed the victory for the glorious New Awlins Saints.
Casa Diablo was ringing with the sounds of Ernie K-Doe, Fats Domino, and Dr. John prior to kickoff, followed by cries of "Who dat?" ringing through the marble corridors after the game began, as P+J lounged in our "Finish Strong" Drew Brees Foundation T-shirts, with "Our City, Our Home" on the front, alongside the traditional fleur de lis.
It's a made-for-the-movies tale (that probably will be made for the movies), as only five years after Katrina, the Saints went marching in. P+J checked in with our Ground Zero correspondents, the Zekes, in N.O. a few hours prior to the game and they were circling the French Quarter, fearing that if they went in they would never get out. Not only was the football crowd roaming Bourbon Street, but Sunday also marked the first of the Mardi Gras parades.