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POPS10 Reasons Why We Love Pinups I sat myself down and asked myself why it is I blog about pinups. It’s so trivial, it’s so silly and so horny! So why then? Here are 10 fine reasons!
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POPSIo c'ero... 21 giugno 1985, allo stadio San Siro di Milano si esibisce, per la prima volta in Italia, il rocker americano Bruce Springsteen: io c'ero e lo ricorderò per tutta la vita. Grande Boss.
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POPSSound Bites And Sloganeering Just Won’t Cut It Anymore even including such environmentally sensitive countries as the United Kingdom, Norway and France—to limit oil and gas exploration to this extent. Gulf of Mexico that hold billions of barrels of oil and gas are inaccessible for purely political reasons. Appeasing Florida’s real-estate and tourism industries has been more important than U.S. energy security. In addition, politicians throw red meat to the crowd by promising to punish the oil industry for its huge profits, overlooking the small problem that much of this profit is not even made in the United States. In fact, it is not the oil companies, but producing countries like Venezuela, Mexico, Iran and Russia that are provoking the pending production crunch through lack of investment. National oil companies now control nearly 80 percent of worldwide reserves, leaving major Western multinationals with full access to only 6 percent.
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POPSPsychology Stuff Some very interesting surveys here. The fake smile quiz was particularly fun (I got 16/20 right).
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POPSOnkochishin Overtakes Tokyo Right now, the Japanese are obsessed with the transformation Beijing is undergoing, and this obsession has been fueld by the 2008 Olympics.
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POPSOn The Road Again, Somehow . . . "Maybe another national stereotype -- American ingenuity -- will finally kick in and get us all back on the road, where we belong. In Whitman's words: The road is before us. .../ Be not detained."
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POPSGeek Nostalgia Atari, Mario, PacMan, and the EverQuest girl. Ahh the memories :) What was her name again anyway?
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POPS♫ Jack Yellen / Lew Pollack: A Yiddishe Momme Of things I should be thankful for I've had a goodly share And as I sit here in the comfort of my cosy chair My fancy takes me to a humble eastside tenement three flights up in the rear to where my childhood days were spent It wasn't much like Paradise but 'mid the dirt and all There sat the sweetest angel, one that I fondly call My yiddishe mama I need her more then ever now My yiddishe mama I'd like to kiss that wrinkled brow I long to hold her hands once more as in days gone by and ask her to forgive me for things I did that made her cry How few were her pleasures, she never cared for fashion's styles Her jewels and treasures she found them in her baby's smiles oh I know that I owe what I am today to that dear little lady so old and gray to that wonderful yiddishe mama of mine
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POPSRemembering the Post Office of Old I love this photo. It brought back memories of when going to the Post Office was almost like a meeting place - you said "Hey" to neighbors - got your mail - talked a little gossip. At least that's what we used to do in my little Carolina Town way "back in the day". Does anyone else remember the old lock boxes? Pretty cool photo from my Flickr Friend! He's collecting photos of every old Post Office in South Carolina - US. A tribute to days gone by, of sorts.
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