The Leather

Posted in Ramblings, Uncategorized with tags , , on May 26, 2009 by clydeturnerwrites

Checking out today at Rite Aid, I noticed the selection of colognes behind the counter. It’s odd that people go to Rite Aid for cologne, but I couldn’t help but notice the English Leather.

When was it ever enticing to smell like leather, particularly english leather? Does English Leather smell better than other leathers? Doesn’t this limit your demographics to leather fetishists? Does anyone still buy English Leather?

Trek to the JJ Star

Posted in Ramblings, movies with tags , , , on May 12, 2009 by clydeturnerwrites

Saw the new J.J. Abrams directed Star Trek last night.  Pretty well done.  Interesting, not great.  Typical cliche’ ending of rivals uniting to take on a common enemy.  Wished that the Spock/Kirk rivalry was a little more bitter, a little longer, and ended in a more dramatic way.  JJ Abrams might be turning into the new M. Night with his one trick pony of time travel.  It’s a bit overdone and confusing on LOST and it’s a bit overdone and convenient in the new Star Trek.  Enough time travel, already J.J.  Could’ve also done without the Spock/Father Spock saga…isn’t there enough of that in another sci-fi franchise?  It was entertaining, though.

Park the Authority

Posted in Philadelphia with tags , on April 27, 2009 by clydeturnerwrites

On Thursday I was lucky enough to be booted by the much heralded Philadelphia Parking Authority.  One finds themselves placed on the boot list once you have 3 outstanding tickets.  I had four, BUT 2 of them were erroneous issued for an area where I had a valid permit to park. 

I treked over to the Adjudication Department of the Philadelphia Parking Authority for a hearing.  They wanted me to pay for all 4 tickets plus a $150 boot fee to release my car.  I won my case and simply had to pay for the 2 outstanding tickets that I should’ve paid.

Sitting there for 3 hours waiting for my name to be called is a truly miserable experience.  Everyone is pissed off.  They’ve seen the Parking Wars show on cable and bitch about the PPA only being after money.  In reflection, I have some recommendations to make the experience much better.

1.  Instead of having only WARNING signs on the walls about cell phone use and having to pay all oustanding tickets in your name before getting your vehicle released, how about a couple of signs apologizing for the inconvenience and letting us know they will get to our case as soon as possible.

2.  Instead of the walls being sterile white, how about something soothing or uplifting?  A nice pink or pastel blue.

3.  Instead of providing a TV for entertainment which only shows CSPAN, how about a comedy channel.  Give us something funny to watch to ease the spirits.

Let’s change the mentality of the workers and the ticketed/towed/booted individuals to a more positive consciousness.

I Don’t Want To Sleep….

Posted in Music with tags , , on September 16, 2008 by clydeturnerwrites

When it comes to great songs with great videos, REO Speedwagon’s Keep On Loving You might be the all-time champion.  The thespian skills of the lead singer in the beginning and end of the video still blow my mind.

Beauty She Is

Posted in Uncategorized on September 13, 2008 by clydeturnerwrites

Gotta love the days when people tried to find their way around the new invention of music videos.

Ed “fuckin’” Hardy

Posted in Ramblings with tags , on September 13, 2008 by clydeturnerwrites

What is up with Ed Hardy shit?  I’m sick of seeing it.  It’s everywhere.  Who are the douchebags that are buying this Ed Hardy gear?  It seems like it’s a bunch of tribal tattooed wanna-be bikers paying like $60 for a fucking t-shirt with corny ass art on it.  Get over yourselves!  Ed Hardy is the lamest of the lame, to borrow a line for Garbage.  Ed Hardy seems to be mandatory wear for the greaser, frat-boy crowd that thinks shit like Velvet Revolver rock.  Slash hasn’t rocked since GnR!  Brett Michaels is the Ed Hardy poster-boy.  Brett hasn’t been relevant since Look What the Cat Dragged In.  Thanks, Mr. Hardy, for giving the community at large a tell-tale sign who the douchebags among us are without us having to find out through personal communication or interaction.

Fuck Ed Hardy…..no….Thank you, Mr. Hardy!