Frog's House of Infinite Wisdom

I'm not at work today. Decided to take the day off. So, instead of sitting on a computer all day like I normally do, I'm going to do absolutely nothing but sit on my keister. Unless, of course, something interesting happens and then I'll post it.

Also, I just bought a Zire 71 PDA which has a built in camera. Expect more pictures from me as I'll always carry it around. You wouldn't believe how many things I see all day that I wish I had a camera for... now I do!

This is MC Polish Prestige, one of the founding members of "Dice". A white hip hop group. And he is in need of some decent beats and some detangling shampoo. Click here to check out Jacob's funky, funky flow. P to the H to the A to da T!

They got it all on Ebay, I tell ya. This woman has decided to sell her soul. Minimum bid is $1000. I suspect she's asking too damn much.

In a wonderous reversal of a Texas law, the US Supreme Court decided that it was hypocritical to make homosexual sex illegal. To be honest, I think it's hilarious that Ruth Bader Ginsburg had to talk about anal sex. Can you imagine? Here's the whole -- er, I mean ENTIRE -- story...

I'm not even going to post the picture here. It's not shocking enough to see it on my site. I want you to click here and check out the picture of the guy they have over at SmokingGun.com. I'm the same age as this dude and not on the worst minute of the worst hour of the worst day of my life, which includes the time I got a knife in my ass (which is another story for another time) have I ever looked this bad.

If you have actually met me and disagree with my previous statement, do me a favor and keep it to yourself.

My first impression was to make fun of this dog when someone told me about it -- but then I saw the video and it was so damn cute. Aaaagh! I'm such a girl. Click here and watch the video. This girl raised this basically handicapped dog and now it's super cool. Go figure...

I think she's cutting the cheese in this picture...

Well, Cynical J had a long, alkeehol-infested Friday which prevented him from coming down on Saturday. Sorry... no new rap from the crew...

Looks like Cynical J is coming down to Cracktown Studios in lovely downtown G'ville to represent da "nine ot quad"! More to come...

All natural. It's not all it's cracked up to be. I read the book " Fast Food Nation" for instance and in it the author talks about the difference between natural and artificial flavoring. Just because something is "all natural" doesn't mean that it's healthier or safer. Remember... arsenic is considered "all-natural". And you can have the same end product as a flavoring, the label comes from how you start the process. The book talks about this flavoring that's "naturally" derived from a fruit pit but the process used to create the particular flavoring creates a by-product that's highly lethal, just like arsenic. The artificial method does not create the by-product. In the end, you get the same flavoring.

Anyway, here's an article I came across that establishes the all-natural item used for the popular red food coloring -- the guts of a cochineal beetle. Used in yogurts and juices. Mmmm...

Oh... one more thing. If you click the book link to look at "Fast Food Nation" at Amazon, it lists other suggestions, such as "Stupid White Men" by Michael Moore. I don't endorse that book. Michael Moore is a sweaty, lying scumbag.

Here's a letter from Carl. He thanking me for posting pictures of the last night of the Purple Porpoise, the legendary bar in Gainesville, FL:

Thanks for posting photos of the last night at the Porpoise. I live in Rhode Island now, and only just learned of the closing. Shocking.

I moved to Gainesville in 1983, the year after Andy opened on University Ave. It instantly became my favorite place. Had a check cashing card there. When he started serving breakfast, it rivaled Skeeter's (that was a short lived experiment though. Not many people wanted to have breakfast where they'd been slurping oysters and beer the night before!). Everything about the place was awesome.

I can't begin to count the friends made there and the great times. Even though I hadn't been back in a few years, it still has a strong hold on me.

Anyway, thanks again for posting the photos.

Carl

After huffing butane, which apparently give you wicked munchies, an Austrian man cut off his own toes, threw them in a pan, cooked em and made them into a sandwich. Read this article and then say no to butane.

Here's the pain-in-the-ass muslim lady with and without the veil. Click here to read why we happen to have a mugshot of her.... (hint: she's a felon...)

I mentioned before how I felt the Eagles were terrible and how they ruined concert prices. Well, Chris Rose from the New Orleans Times-Picayune went to the show, plunked down $150 a ticket only to find out that the vocals and drums were prerecorded! Those old bastards!!! Click here and read on about those old punks.

Look at this cool, cocky bastard! I love it!

I actually found this link on the WilliamShatner.com website, mostly because I'm an old school Trekkie geek. Since it was on Shatner's own site, it led me to two conclusions:

• Paramount had control of bringing back Captain James T. Kirk and not Shatner.
• William Shatner has a huge ego

Anyway, check out the official campaign to reverse the horror that was "Star Trek Generations", the movie that killed off Kirk and alienated people such as myself that loved the original show. I've pretty much avoided every Star Trek movie and television show since...

I took this during my father's day weekend at the beach. I was sitting with my girlfriend on a dock while taking this picture and it was the only truly calm moment of the entire weekend. So I took a picture.

Now there's yoga for your cat. Because cats like my girlfriend's need some winding down time after licking themselves all day.

Happy birthday, Mary Kate and Ashley! Just think... one more year until they're 18. (Click here to see the countdown clock.) They are incredibly rich so I don't think they'll be doing Playboy. Let's hope they blow their fortune on bad investments or something.

Can we all agree that although he's made a few good movies (and a few bad ones) that Woody Allen comes across as one of those lecherous guys that you can imaging sitting in the back of a porn theater with a big, silly grin? Ick. Well, those darn French have decided to use him as the spokeman for a campaign to bring them back into U.S. favor. To me, a guy that beds and weds a girl that was, for all intensive purposes, his daughter is an oddly appropriate choice for France. Here's CNN.com's take on all of this...

No details as of yet. This is confirmed by CNN, however. News as it unfolds...

UPDATE: Here's the official press release from ABC News. He passed away in his home.

Don Ricardo Garcia is an artist with few equals. There are no other artists out there with the exception of Jam Pony Express that manage to take already completed recordings and tape themselves over them. Sometimes talking, sometimes dueting, always entertaining, Don Ricardo Garcia is a lawsuit waiting to happen. Matter of fact, his album is called "Sue Me Please... I Need The Publicity". Click here to here his "collaboration" with Jennifer Lopez. Wink wink... here is his web page. Listen to all the track -- they are inspiring!

It's in Yahoo! News! Click here to read all about the proposal for a "Transformers" movie. What an amazing idea!

How 'bout some butter with those rolls?


What? Do some situps?

The second picture just turns my stomach. Didn't someone warn her before she got on stage with that outfit? Or is that red tape near her crotch there for reinforcement?!

Submitted by Cynical J:

An Honest Drunk

A woman was shopping at her local supermarket where she selected a quart of 2% milk, a carton of eggs, a quart of orange juice, a head of romaine lettuce, a 2 lb. can of coffee, and a 1 lb. package of bacon. As she was unloading her items on the conveyor belt to check out, a drunk standing behind her watched as she placed the items in front of the cashier.

He said, "You must be single."

The woman, a bit startled but intrigued by the derelict's intuition, looked at her six items on the belt. Seeing nothing particularly unusual about her selections she said, "Well, you know what, you're absolutely correct. But how on earth did you know that?".

The drunk replied, "'Cause you're ugly."

Put your mouse on this word here and click to check out Brak and his ten question interview. Space Ghost also has an interview here.

Alisa Hertzler decided that each Marine coming back from the war in Iraq should get a personal greeting off the ship. She's organized a group to hug and thank each Marine personally. Read this and smile!

I've been combing the net trying to find out more information about the show "Cheaters". There are rumors out there that the show is staged. I'm still not sure... but I'm leaning towards "yes". Anyway, I've found a chat transcript on Court TV.com with Bobby Goldstein, the creator of the show along with one of the "clients". It answered a lot of questions, including the law enforcement people they have with them during the show.

Click here to read about a waiters ultimate revenge on a family who doesn't tip. Incidentally, I read this article and was irritated how they took the family's word as gospel about what happened before the waiter was refused a tip. It is possible that the family was rude to the waiter... no way to know for sure...

In the "good news" section of Frogbrother.com, here's a positive story that will probably get buried amongst the avalanche of negativity. Ben Bogan, a guy with terminal cancer, was driving in West Palm Beach, Florida when he saw a trucker veer his truck into a canal.... click here to read what happened next!

This website has a bunch of posters relating to music, movies, art... just about anything. Click and check it out. Any purchases made help support this website, too!

Hey... do me a favor... if you're reading this you are on my website and since I'm getting about 70 hits a day I'd like to know who's checking out my site on a regular (or non-regular) basis. Leave a note in my guestbook by clicking here... pretty, pretty please!

"Swat my fanny or I'm killing this kittie!"

Martha Stewart isn't always talking about fresh herbs and canning tomatoes. Sometimes, she's extolling the virtues of a nice, hard spanking, as demonstrated in this audio clip.

Oh... and there's a guy in the back digging for gold.

If shrimp could talk, this one would say "Get me the HELL out of here!!!

Last night my girlfriend and I decided to go out to dinner. We like to think of ourselves as being somewhat "adventurous" and I mentioned going to a restaurant called "Banyans" as we had a coupon that basically gave us a free entree with the purchase of one. B. is really into using coupons so my suggestion appealed to her sense of fiscal responsibility. So we went. The smells emanating from the restaurant were delightful. Who would have known that we were about to embark on one of the most unusual dining experiences I've ever witnessed.

I should have known something was wrong when we entered the restaurant. As we were seated, we could hear wailing down a long hallway which ended up being a horrible karaoke version of Tina Turner's "What's Love Got To Do With It". That alone was enough to sour even the most iron-clad stomach. The waitress was friendly but had dark circles under her eyes. Something was amiss here. We scanned the menus and I decided on a traditional prime rib dinner. My girlfriend ordered a dish described as "pasta and shrimp with a creamy basil sauce seasoned with garlic and cajun spices". Sounds good. The whole menu sounded appealing, actually.

The meal arrived after we had ravaged the salad bar, which featured an exceptional mix of non-typical salad bar greens -- spinach, romaine lettuce and arugula. My prime rib looked terrific and smelled wonderful. The plate was sprinkled with parsley trimmings, giving it a nice final touch. I looked up at my girlfriend to see how she had fared and saw a look of bewilderment and horror. I stared at her plate and was shocked to see a bright green bowl of food with one shrimp tail sticking out as if it was trying to reach the side of the bowl. She reluctantly tasted the dish and immediately said "You have to try this." and I did. This brightly colored meal had an opposite taste. Actually, it had no taste at all. No garlic, no cajun seasoning, nothing. It was so bland it was creepy. The waitress, who was pretty attentive, noticed my girlfriend's distress and asked if she wanted another dish, to which she replied "yes". B is a very sweet girl and actually felt guilty for sending back the food-like substance. She ordered some sort of fish creation and the waitress briskly walked the plate back to the kitchen.

We were located near the entrance to the kitchen, so before we received our meal we could hear the sounds of busy cooking. As soon as the waitress disappeared into the food prep area (which was not visible to us), a loud male voice began shouting a stream of obscenities -- fuck this or that, son of a bitch, etc. -- it was very hard to make out anything other than the profanity due to the echoes in the area. B and I stared at each other and came to the non-verbal conclusion that she should probably not eat from a cook that might have the same disregard for health codes as he would for workplace propriety.

I motioned the waitress over and told her calmly ,"We just put in that fish order but considering that we heard a flood of profanity come from the kitchen the same time we sent back a meal, I don't think I feel comfortable having my girlfriend eat something that cook is preparing. We're done here." She was completely understanding and mentioned that the cook would probably not be working there much longer. We left quickly so as not to incur any more of the cook's wrath.

From the Herald-Sun, a foreign newspaper:

A MASS grave containing the remains of 200 Kurdish children has been discovered in the northern Iraqi province of Kirkuk, the Kurdish newspaper Taakhi reported today.

"Citizens discovered on May 30 a communal grave close to Debs, in Kirkuk. But this is different from other mass graves discovered since the fall of Saddam Hussein's terrorist regime because it contains the remains of 200 child victims of the repression of the Kurdish uprising" in 1991, the paper said.

"Even dolls were buried with the children," it said.

Dozens of mass graves have been uncovered all over Iraq since Saddam's ouster by invading US-led forces on April 9.

Yes, weapons of mass destruction are important, but anytime I read about a mass grave, especially one filled with innocent children, I can't help but think that the Hussein regime itself was a weapon of mass destruction.

This is actually an old story, I just forgot to post it. A NYC detective was taking a perp downtown (I love saying that!) and was verbally sparring with the drug dealing suspect the whole way. At the station, the guy said 'Without your gun, you're s---". The detective's response was to get his gun, hand it to the suspect and say "Now what?" The suspect at that point "got scared and did nothing". Naturally, the officer was suspended because the gun contained a clip with rounds and could have ended badly.

I'll beat this rap faster than you can say "homemade wicker basket"!

Smoking Gun has the 6 billion page indictment on the site. Read through every excruciating word. Bottom line: they are accusing her of getting inside info from Imclone that the feds were not going to approve a drug they were producing which would make the stock price plummet. She allegedly called her broker and told them to sell, sell, sell, you little pipsqueak! Do you know who I am?!! I'm Martha F*cking Stewart! Sell that stock or I'll do to you what I did to that landscaper! Don't screw with me!!! Aaaaaaagghhhhh!!!!!!!! Kill you! Kill you!!!!!!!

My friend Greg is obsessed with news. Honestly. He scours the net to get past the soundbites and blurbs of broadcast media and gets facts and writes editorials that are pretty damn informed. So take a look... I think you'll like it if you are interested in world politics. Click here or select "GregNews" from the menu to your right.

When will these bass players ever learn? Unless your name is "Sting" or "Geddy Lee", if you're a bass player, you better get your sh*t together. You are the least respected member of the band... even lower than the drummer (if you can believe that) and you are considered expendible. Look at John Entwistle! He's a founding member of "The Who" and during the tour this year this guy decided to load up on coke and ended up dying at the Las Vegas Hard Rock Cafe. How many dates did they cancel? Um... let me see... hmmm... none that I'm aware of. And he was in the friggin' WHO!!!

Anyway, Paul Gray got loaded and decided to do an experiment to see if a Porsche can pass through a solid object if moving at a high enough rate of speed. The answer? "You're under arrest."

Here's a great story based in my backyard... A woman at her bachelorette party was taken away in handcuffs by the officer she THOUGHT was the evening's stripper. She had an outstanding court cost of $11, which meant she had to be hauled off to the station for booking. For $11 dollars. She paid the full amount but the story never disclosed whether or not she got to see the officer's "revolver"... wink wink nudge nudge...

Seriously, though, why did this have to happen? Is this good PR for the police to arrest someone for such a low amount? Did he have to cuff her during her bachelorette party, one of the big moments of her life? I understand she broke the law but it's pretty apparent that it's not one of those grand offenses... otherwise it would cost more than $11 dollars! Nice... now Gainesville is a national laughing stock because of overzealous police work! Meanwhile, my friggin' houseplants are being stolen right off my front porch and the culprit is still at large!!!

UPDATE:We are now national news. I just heard the report on NPR. Great.

A Chicago man received a heart, liver and kidneys from the same donor in a 17-hour operation. I wonder what it must feel like to know that a large portion of you is not you anymore, but someone else.

Woo hoo! The FTC is setting up a service for July that allows people to register that they do not want to be bothered by telemarketers. The telemarketing firms must check those lists before contacting people unsolicited for fear of a fine up to $11,000! I expect to be signing up July 1st.

I hate telemarketers. And those damn credit card companies. One time, a company called for my brother and I went in to this dramatic monologue:

"Are you serious? Who is this?", voice shaking.
"This is the credit card company, we need to speak to ****."
"He's.....dead. I can't believe... you're doing this?", this time, laying it on really thick. My girlfriend was giggling.
"Oh... I'm very sorry."
"I... (mumble) can't.... (sniffle)... I have to go!" and I hung up.

I'm sitting here, typing, dodging work. My job at this point annoys me so much that I'd prefer to enter commands using my forehead and closed fists. So bored. But it's not like the job your parents would warn you about... "You'll be digging ditches if you don't finish your homework!", I would hear. But it's another kind of labor. It's laborious. It's uninspiring. It's not creative. And it's thankless.

After thinking about how much I hate my job, I then feel guilty because I actually HAVE a job and I'm complaining and for GOD'S SAKE I'VE HAD WORSE JOBS and I should be thankful and so on and so on. I always wonder about those people that know from early on what they want to do when they grow up. How does that happen? When and how does that moment of clarity occur? Why hasn't it happened to me yet?

Well, at least my coffee's tasty.

Have you ever felt this way? Am I alone here? Leave me a message with your thoughts on this... so I know I'm not alone here...

Ticket prices, among other things. I won't go on a rant -- not yet -- but take this article from CNN.com as an example. The highest price for Norah Jones is $47.50. Don't get me wrong... I love Norah Jones. I've had her album for a LONG time, way before all the hype and really appreciate her as an artist, but for $47.50, my seat better be on the piano stool with her. There is no stage show to speak of -- no theatrics, no pyrotechnics, no elaborate stage decor -- and yet her tickets are priced as if we were seeing something more.

Personally, I blame "The Eagles". Those lying sacks of wrinkled bat shit created the "We're Quitting Music Forever" Tour a few years ago and jacked up the price of tickets on the false pretense that they were breaking up. Once the industry saw that people were willing to pay big bucks to see a concert, it affected all the other tours. Stupid Eagles... grrr.....

And don't get me STARTED on those friggin' bloodsuckers "Ticketmaster"...

It CAN'T BE!?!! CNN.com has managed to a blistering expose on one of Hollywood's biggest stars, Richard Chamberlain, star of "Thorn Birds". Actually, it's not so blistering. Not even a big surprise. Anyone who saw that horrible "Allan Quatermain" movie could tell. Not that there's anything wrong with it. Anyway, it's been rumoured for years...

This story scared the pee out of me. A guy wearing a "Chucky" mask from the movie "Child's Play" and brandishing a butcher knife attacked a man in Madison, WI. I have to go lock my doors now.