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( Actual contents of Van Poppelen recycling bin. Rochester, MI 2014)
Ever since we moved to the country a few years ago, a serious dilemma has developed: What to do with our empty wine bottles. Of course throwing them in the trash has never been an option since we do attempt to be as environmentally responsible as we can. Curbside recycling is the obvious choice. But that’s where it gets tricky.
A few years ago when I took our returnable soda bottles to the grocery store to feed into the machine in exchange for deposit refunds, I stood in line behind a gentleman with a huge garbage bag full to the brim. As I watched him deposit his bottles it struck me. They were all beer bottles. Since I had plenty of time to meditate on life while waiting, my mind focused on him and what kind of person he was. “Obviously a drunk”, I mused. “Or from a family of drunks. Shouldn’t he be embarrassed bringing them here? Wouldn’t a few per week look better?”
But then there’s us. My wife and I. Back in our subdivision days the excessive wine bottle issue was easily dealt with. After dark you simply sprinkled two thirds of your bottles in your neighbor’s recycling bins. At least those that were unsuspecting enough to put them curbside the night before pick up. Now it’s not so easy. We share a private drive with two neighbors. No one else is close by. It’s important for neighbors who share a driveway to always be on good terms with each other. In addition, they don’t put their bins out until the morning, after I’ve left the house. Now, we don’t drink excessively at least by several approved medical standards. One or two glasses of red in the evening while unwinding, watching television, or just general chilling. And we always take Monday and Tuesday off along with every other Thursday, just to verify that there are no delirium tremens issues in case the doctor’s are wrong.
Oh boy — my DAD and I are writing together. We are posting about whatever comes to mind and seeing where our dad-daughter opinions meet. SO, if you always wondered what a retired cop is thinking about, then follow MVP & BVP’s vanpoppelens tumblr!
I love springtime. It has become my new favorite season especially after the incredibly harsh winter we just endured. It’s a season that is all about renewal and rebirth, new beginnings and promise. And Peeps. Ah yes, those marshmallow marvels that are made of corn syrup, gelatin, sugar, and dye. Nothing screams spring like Peeps.
Peeps have been around since the early 1950’s, a product of the Just Born Candy Company. I remember them as an Easter basket staple, situated among the fake green grass and chocolate eggs. Yellow or pink. Those were the only colors available back then and they came only in the shape of baby chicks. In 2014 you can now buy Peeps year around. There are Christmas Peeps, Halloween Peeps, chocolate and strawberry Peeps, Peeps lip balm for gosh sakes. But I am a Peeps purist. No lavender. No blue. No bunnies. I still buy a half dozen every year and eat maybe three of them. My tastes have changed over the years but not my affection for these iconic treats. I cherish them with a certain amount of reverence. Even when I’m blowing them up in the microwave.
My kids fondly remember to this very day that life changing moment when I taught them to blow up their first peeps.
They were probably seven and four respectively and this scientific “experiment” was conducted in a microwave that was approximately the same size as our 27” Zenith. And of course this was done while their mother was at work.
Dive Comedy has missed you and we’re excited to be back with a typical, run of the mill, so standard for us…. totally GREAT SHOW!!
Get really excited to see all sorts of hilarious nonsense and music as we start our November with a bang. Get there by 9pm to grab a seat and see these fine performers: Greg Barris, Andrew Short, Mara Herron, Billy Prinsell and Derek Phelps with music by Gillian Leigh Viscoe!
Brooke and Giulia have some new games and bits up their sleeves that will make a debut on Monday so be there —things are changing for the (even) better!!
MUSIC BY GILLIAN LEIGH VISCO
GET EXCITED FOR MONDAY!
Dive Comedy is pulling out all the stops for this one, folks! Brooke and Giulia are turning one year older and asked their fave funny friends to come make everyone yuck it up. Don’t miss this spectacular birthday fete featuring comics from this season of SNL, Nikki and Sara Live, Conan, Guy Code,…
Nick Cave Doesn’t Want MTV Awards’ Nomination For ‘Best Male Artist’ of 1996
Nick Cave’s polite, yet firm 1996 letter to MTV event organizers following his nomination for “Best Male Artist” for that year’s MTV Music Awards.
21 Oct 96
To all those at MTV,
I would like to start by thanking you all for the support you have given me over recent years and I am both grateful and flattered by the nominations that I have received for Best Male Artist. The air play given to both the Kylie Minogue and P. J. Harvey duets from my latest album Murder Ballads has not gone unnoticed and has been greatly appreciated. So again my sincere thanks.
Having said that, I feel that it’s necessary for me to request that my nomination for best male artist be withdrawn and furthermore any awards or nominations for such awards that may arise in later years be presented to those who feel more comfortable with the competitive nature of these award ceremonies. I myself, do not. I have always been of the opinion that my music is unique and individual and exists beyond the realms inhabited by those who would reduce things to mere measuring. I am in competition with no-one.
My relationship with my muse is a delicate one at the best of times and I feel that it is my duty to protect her from influences that may offend her fragile nature.
She comes to me with the gift of song and in return I treat her with the respect I feel she deserves — in this case this means not subjecting her to the indignities of judgement and competition. My muse is not a horse and I am in no horse race and if indeed she was, still I would not harness her to this tumbrel — this bloody cart of severed heads and glittering prizes. My muse may spook! May bolt! May abandon me completely!
So once again, to the people at MTV, I appreciate the zeal and energy that was put behind my last record, I truly do and say thank you and again I say thank you but no…no thank you.
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The John Oliver New York Stand-Up Show taping this past Monday. Pre-show, Show-Show, Post-Show with Jamie Lee. Season 4 coming soon on Comedy Central…