Posts from ‘Humor’
The wonderful thing about bad movies, especially bad action/adventure movies, is that they are often redeemed (at least partially) by something utterly absurd.
Sometime in 1959 or 1960, Allstate produced and shipped to policy holders a delightful booklet of helpful car-care hints. The digest-sized, 96-page publication, titled Money-Saving Facts for Car Owners, is packed with useful information, including a chapter on the wisdom of using premium gas, and another that deals with checking your fan belt.
Question: When was the last time your auto-insurance company mailed you anything other than a bill?
Some time ago, I wrote a piece about the unlikely vehicles I still see on a regular basis. You can check out that list here. One car I neglected to make note of at the time was the Cadillac DeVille–specifically front-wheel-drive-era DeVilles.
Few film genres employ characters more cookie-cutter and two-dimensional than do Westerns. Generally speaking, the whole good guy/bad guy, cowboys/Indians thing is the stuff of mediocre legend. Anyone who’s watched any Roy Rogers movie knows exactly what I’m talking about.
The snow came later than it usually does here around Consumer Guide’s suburban Chicago headquarters. However, when it did come, it came with impact, dumping 6-8 inches around the area in a relatively short period of time. With snow comes snow-covered vehicles, some of which may be difficult to identify under all the badge- and shape-obscuring white stuff. Here we have eight liberally coated vehicles for you to identify. A couple of the cars are pretty easy, but a few should take you a least a moment to ID.
Some 200 million Americans fall between the ages of 20 and 70. Let’s say, for the sake of argument, that 25 percent of those folks are headed off to a costume party this Halloween. What fraction of that group would you say will be wearing a Donald Trump costume? If it’s ten percent—and that seems really low to me—that means that more than 6 million folks will be bobbing for apples or tossing back hard cider while wearing a dark suit, red tie, and a Donald mask. Don’t be one of those people. (And yes, that number includes women. It’s even funnier if women dress up as Donald Trump.)
Last year, the nation seemed to collectively lose its mind over the long-awaited return of the Star Wars franchise to movie theaters. Chief among the visual elements of Star Wars: The Force Awakens (and the all-out merchandising blitz that accompanied it) was a stylized Stormtrooper helmet design that deftly brought the look of the original 1977 movie’s helmet up to date for modern audiences.
It was the summer of 1974. Having spent the day at the amusement park then known as Six Flags over Middle America, my family and I hit the swimming pool at the Safari Camp Ground at which we were staying for the week.
It was during a rather spirited session of Marco Polo involving several families that someone’s mother—not mine—interrupted the aquatic merriment. She had brought a radio poolside, and yelled for everyone to shut up and listen.