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Subway Phil

By Perfesser Cosmo Fishhawk,
Feb. 6th, 2013

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On February first a large rodent somewhere in the hinterlands of Pennsylvania either did or didn’t see his or her shadow, so there either will, or will not be, a lot of winter yet to come. I know this is really important because I saw it on the national news. I also saw it on the local news and I’m sure it’s all over the internet. The first two expect us to take them seriously.

I don’t know where you are but where I am, regardless of what the rodent with an unspellable name predicted, the answer to the winter question is pretty clear to me.

But, judging from the media coverage, this must be truly big news to some people and I think I know who those people are. They’re the people who think that the fact that a “Subway” 12 inch sub isn’t always exactly 12 inches long is big news. continued »

I’d be willing to bet a lot that the packet of dough that those rolls are made out of is exactly the same every time, portion controlled. But since the rolls are made out of something called “bread,” they’re not going to be the same size every time. You know, atmospheric conditions, small variations in oven temperature, time in the oven, etc. If Subway sandwiches were made out of 2x4’s they could be exactly 12 inches every time, but less chewable.

So, while I believe I know the answer to the winter question, I also know something about Subway 12 inch subs.

I know that I eat the first half right away and save the other half for lunch the next day. The first day the lettuce is crisp and the roll fluffy. By the next day the sauce I’ve chosen has rendered the lettuce flaccid and the roll more than a little bit mushy. In other words, my sub is halfway to becoming soup. By day 2 the length of the second half of my 12 inch sub is utterly irrelevant.

And if one should be so foolish as to wait for day three, your yummy sub has morphed into something industry professionals call “cream of walk-in,” a place you really don’t want to go.

So the question is….do you think it would be possible to market a submarine sandwich that is a full 12 inches long and made out of groundhog, and possibly 2x4’s?

Rating: 2.3/5 (112 votes cast)

Awards Season

By Perfesser Cosmo Fishhawk,
Jan. 31st, 2013

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They call it “awards season.” To say that these self-congratulatory awards shows have a “season” is kind of like saying that places on the equator have seasons. It’s just the one season and it lasts 365 days.

Award shows are like college bowl games… there’s more and more of them every year and it’s gotten to a point that to qualify all you need is to have a football team. Lets hope they don’t get confused and we end up seeing football players on the red carpet flashing cleavage.

The “awards season” crescendos with the “Oscars” and the Hollywood Foreign Press Association’s “Golden Globe Awards.” From many points of view the Golden Globes are more fun, and classier than the Academy Awards. continued »

This year the Golden Globes presented a “Lifetime Achievement” award to Jodie Foster. Foster is a fine actress and the award was richly deserved. That’s why it was a little surprising when Foster had an apparent mental block during her acceptance speech and couldn’t for the life of her remember the word “lesbian.” I’m sure it popped into her head as soon as she was off stage and she was kicking herself.

The granddaddy of them all, the “Oscars,” don’t seem to have changed much over time. The women show as much flesh as they can get away with and the men look like they were just peeled off an ironing board.

One thing that has changed in the last couple years is that the Academy has increased the number of films nominated for “best picture.” The nomination represents a huge coup in free advertising and potentially untold millions in revenues. So it makes sense.

And the whole thing is ok because it’s “best picture” and not… “very good movie…” there’s a difference. In any given year every single movie produced could be pretty rotten, but out of all those crummy movies one can still be the best. Hence, “Best Picture,” out of a bunch of turkeys.

Remember that.

The price of admission, a bucket of popcorn and a coke costs you about what you paid for your first car.

In the meantime we can all wait for the “Really Good Movie” awards.

Rating: 2.5/5 (118 votes cast)

Coin of the Realm

By Perfesser Cosmo Fishhawk,
Jan. 27th, 2013

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So the powers that be have decided against the minting of a trillion dollar coin to solve the nation’s debt problems.

The proposal, put forward by some pinko academics, was “shot down by the Whitehouse right quick,” Press Secretary Jay Carney announced. Speaking in the Whitehouse press center that was decorated with slot machines for the occasion, Carney distributed small buckets of nickels among the assembled reporters; presumably to illustrate potential problems the existence of such a coin might lead to. continued »

As far as I’m concerned, just because some folks in the Whitehouse don’t think this "supercoin" thing is a good idea doesn’t mean it really is a bad idea. A whole lot of truly putrid ideas have come out of the Whitehouse throughout history and it wouldn’t be too difficult to make an argument suggesting these guys don’t know a good idea from a rotten one.

With that in mind, I’ve decided that I’m going to mint my own trillion-dollar coin. And being a good American, I’m going to offer it to the government for half price…talk about your savings! Just between you and me, I actually have some wiggle room on my 500 billion dollar price for the coin but we have to keep that between us.

So as of this writing, I’m designing the coin... something with bunnies, rainbows and unicorns I think, and am looking forward to the thanks of a grateful nation for solving our fiscal crisis. I’m also doing the math on how many lottery tickets 500 billion (maybe a little less) can buy.

You’re welcome.

Rating: 2.4/5 (118 votes cast)

A Disturbance in the Force

By Perfesser Cosmo Fishhawk,
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Chris Cassatt was born in 1946 under the sign of the (Sal A.) Mander.

Artist, cartoonist, writer, photographer, Chris Cassatt was sane….pretty much. He reached the milestone of helming the nationally syndicated comic strip “SHOE” for one thousand weeks (almost 13 years) in February of 2012, and at that time mental health professionals declared Cassatt to still be in possession of several of his marbles. His physician announced, “I feel completely comfortable in using the term, “sane-ish” to describe Mr. Cassatt’s psychological condition.” continued »

For some time people had thrown around the phrase “idiot savant” when Cassatt’s name came up, something many felt was a reckless and unfair characterization as few could figure out where the “savant” part fit in. Thanks to extensive studies conducted at some very prestigious institutions, researchers were able to determine that “savant” referred to Cassatt’s ability to earn a living by being an idiot. “It was a real breakthrough gushed the doctors. It gave hope to idiots everywhere.”

Since then, jubilant idiots and comic strip fans across the U.S. and beyond have demanded some kind of recognition for the veteran scribbler. A “Lifetime Achievement Award” from the IDIOT HALL OF FAME had been suggested, and perhaps a bobble head.

Cassatt’s early years are shrouded in mystery. It’s known that he spent some time at Windham College in Putney Vt. to avoid becoming cannon fodder in Viet Nam. That ended abruptly when a draft lottery number was drawn that was high enough to ensure he couldn’t have gotten into the Mexican Army if he wanted to.

Leaving academia in his wake, he migrated to the Rocky Mountains to make skis created out of real barrel staves, an idea whose time had not yet come. Industry professionals now say that if he’d been willing to stick it out for several more decades this might have been the year he turned a profit!

Ultimately Chris landed a job as flyboy at The Aspen Times. He quickly rose through the ranks to become head photographer and in-house cartoonist, producing a series of toons including “Protonabus,” “Cosmo,” “Downe and Dirty,” about a man and his untidy dog, “Pizza Bones,” and “Ute Toot.” In 1976 he created his iconic character Sal A. Mander who ran for office in Aspen several times, always with the support of Hunter S. Thompson.

It was in the thin air of the high Rockies that Chris met Pulitzer Prize winning editorial cartoonist and “Mother Goose & Grimm” creator Mike Peters. Apparently clear air and clear thinking are not the same thing as they quickly became close friends. Then in 1992 Peters introduced Cassatt to the great visionary genius, editorial cartoonist, Pulitzer Prize winner and SHOE creator Jeff MacNelly, who was tiring of the grind of a daily strip and recognized both the idiot and the savant in Chris.
MacNelly brought Cassatt into the SHOE family in an effort to avoid becoming the kind of drooling nitwit that Mrs. Cassatt woke up to every morning for the next 20 years. While the gambit worked for Jeff, who remained vital and creative until his untimely passing in 2000, MacNelly’s own worst fears sadly seem to be manifest in Chris.

After Jeff’s passing, Jeff’s wife Susie MacNelly along with Chris and Gary Brookins kept “Shoe” alive. Pooling their own strange talents and a collective sense of humor that surely has Jeff laughing to this day, they have carried on a tradition that brings a moment’s respite to fans across the globe.

Chris met his beautiful wife Lauren MacDonald in the early years at the Times where she was business manager and they wed in 1974. During their 40 years together they produced two spectacular children, son Alex and daughter Hayley. Alex is a sound engineer who inherited Chris’ technological genius while Hayley is a professional artist, thus divvying up all that the Cassatt gene pool had to offer. For several years now Alex and Hayley, have been working on the technical end of “Shoe” with Chris.

“Shoe,” Lauren, Alex, Hayley and the world lost Chris on January 16 after an intense battle with lymphoma. His family was by his side constantly during the last weeks of his life.

Michael Cleverly fabricated the above buffet of half-truths and innuendo. Cleverly has been writing as Cosmo Fishhawk, creating bi-weekly packs of lies for The Tattler for the last year and a half. He attended Windham College with Chris where he was witness to many things he couldn’t include in this appreciation of his oldest friend.

Rating: 2.9/5 (165 votes cast)

Fun Projects for the Chainsaw Enthusiast

By Perfesser Cosmo Fishhawk,
Jan. 14th, 2013

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Hey, great news everybody, there’s finally a new chainsaw killer movie out, I know, you were worried sick.

The chainsaw, slasher, genre began in 1974 with Tobe Hooper’s “Texas Chainsaw Massacre.” Since then there have been many sequels and rip-offs, if it’s possible to “rip off” something that’s so low rent it could qualify as employee housing. continued »

One of the great things about Tobe Hooper’s creation is that there are infinite ways of spinning the basic premise. There are plenty of slasher films that don’t even have the word “chainsaw” in the title, but have some unpleasant fellow wielding a chainsaw as a character in the film. And it doesn’t have to be a chainsaw. The Hooper film opened up an entire hardware store full of power tool possibilities. In a serious film called “The Wrestler” one combatant actually used a staple gun on the protagonist. Of course that’s sissy stuff compared to all the saws and drills out there that can do a lot more damage, anyway, they’re all Tobe’s children.

Another staple (ha, ha) of the genre is the nubile co-ed wearing as next to nothing as the rating system will allow. Now when I say co-ed that suggests that the young lady is a college student. If you’ve seen any of these movies I’m sure you’ve noticed that some of the choices these girls make aren’t great examples of college thinking. There are probably single celled animals with better self-preservation skills. The important thing is to somehow get the gals down to a skimpy bathing suit, or bra and panties as quickly as possible regardless of location or weather conditions.

Scene 12: somewhere near the North Pole – Young woman in string bikini being stalked among icebergs by deranged Eskimo with chainsaw.

Not to say that I’m complaining.

But I do have one problem. In the trailer for this latest film the bad guy is sawing his way through a chain link fence, metal piping and all. If I took my chainsaw to a chain link fence the chain would instantly be so dull that I couldn’t groom my dog with it. Maybe I could use it to shine my shoes. Where does this guy get his chains? I want one.

The best news is that the new movie is in 3D…..SPLAT!

Rating: 2.5/5 (122 votes cast)

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