Friday, April 14, 2006

 

The Greatest Story Ever Told (AKA The Passion of the Peeps)

Since Easter is right around the corner (or down the bunny trail if you will), I thought I would share my thoughts about the true meaning of the holiday: Peeps. Some of you out there my have no idea what a Peep is. According to Wikipedia (whatever did we do before Wikipedia???), "Peeps are small marshmallow candies, sold in the U.S.A., which are shaped into baby chickens, rabbits, and other animals. Peeps are primarily used to fill Easter baskets. They are made from marshmallow, sugar, gelatin, and carnauba." I remember this one time my best friend Jim and I were in Big Lots and I saw him make a beeline to the Easter Candy. He picked up a little cellophane-wrapped package and said, almost Homer Simpson-like, "Peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeps." Then he wiped the drool from his mouth. You see, Jim loves him some Peeps. Almost on a zen level.
Although maybe not as much as this lady:

Some people even like to cook with Peeps while some like to use them in scientific experiments.
You may be asking yourself "How did Peeps become associated with Easter?" I think this picture says it all:


Happy Easter Everyone!!!

For further information about Peeps, check your local library or just plain Google it. Now you know and knowing is half the battle. Go Joe!


Friday, April 07, 2006

 

Britain's Next Top Models, Part 2

You may recall a couple of months ago I told a little photo shoot Blake and I did for UK.Gay.com. I never really understood what the article was going to be about and really didn't want to participate but Blake did (Blake wanting attention? NO!) so I agreed.
It was during the photo shoot that the word "bear" was thrown around. Now, Blake might be considered a bear but I wouldn't be under any definition of the word. I even said this to the little stylist-slash-reporter. Apparently, he figured that anyone who went to XXL must be a bear which was evident from the photos of his other models.
Anyway, I told you that I would let you know when the article came out so here it is. Just one thing ... it's not an article. It's a fucking picture poll! It's a fucking picture poll of beautiful bears and their admirers! I definitly would not have participated had I know that I was going to be judged in a Hot or Not style poll. I don't have the self-esteem for that mess.
So go ahead, have a look. I'll wait ...
Don't I look like a corpse? You'd think that makeup girl would have used a little spray tan on me or something! I swear to god I think they told her to make me look a good decade older than I am.
Now I'll never be a teen model!

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