Honesty is a good thing, but it is not profitable to its possessor unless it is kept under control

I could not get the whole robot guy in the picture, so I got his head. Any lower and I suppose all I would have gotten were his, well, nuts. And bolts. Tampa's downtown, in this area of Franklin Street anyway, is pretty dead, but there is quite a bit of art work out on the streets. I believe our Arts District is adjacent by a block or so and that is why.

From where this statue is I can see the old Tampa Theater. I remember a long, long time ago Dad took me there so we could watch a Monty Python film festival. Shoulda took a picture of it, but the link above gives you a 360 degree view of the inside. If you use your mouse, you can control the view. It is gorgeous, like the early twentieth century theaters tended to be. I also saw Dwight Yoakam in L.A. at the Wiltern Theater in Koreatown. Strangely, I cannot find any decent webpages to link to and show it. And it has hosted Dwight, Wilco, The Stones, Moby, and any number of national acts over the years.

This is robot man's son, I think. They were side by side. You can see Dad's arm in barely in frame on the right.
Taking pictures of the "Wall O' Bras" in Ybor City.

The "Wall O' Bras". Too bad I didn't get the whole thing. It was pretty impressive.

I was reading the viewer reviews for the movie I'd just rented off of Netflix. One bonehead in particular was offering his opinion that the director had not made any real effort at character development. And that the story was implausable. Fair enough. I mean, it is a movie about a beautiful female Japanese Samurai who, clad only in a fur bikini, battles zombies. Onechanbara trailer.

OK, it's out there. Yes, I would rent a movie about a beautiful female Japanese Samurai who, clad only in a fur bikini, battles zombies. The real question is: Who wouldn't?? I also rented Machine Girl. Sue me. [Note: Scroll to the bottom for the trailer. There you can see the flying guillotine and drill bra for yourself. And...you're welcome.]

I used to do a lot of 'drive by blogging", meaning I would just keep hitting the NEXT BLOG button up in the left top corner and see what I discovered. It was interesting, like typing two random, mismatched words (think: formica calculator) into google and/or google images to see where it would take you. So a couple of nights ago I did it again, for old time's sake. What a disappointment.

First off, it was about 70% non-English posts that came up. I guess all the English speakers are twittering and facebooking or something. Then about 20% of the time I got Russian porn. The name of the blogs kept changing, but it was the same pictures of the same women over and over, so I know it was broadcast over the blogsphere. You rarely got blindsided by porn on Blogger in the past, so I was a bit surprised. Although I guess I really shouldn't have been. The last 10% were either regular blogs or business advertisement/blogs. All in all, a very disappointing drive by.

I like an escalator because an escalator can never break, it can only become stairs. There would never be an escalator temporarily out of order sign, only an escalator temporarily stairs. Sorry for the convenience.
- Mitch Hedberg

Well flies like to fly 'cuz they don't like to stay
buzzin' in the ears of the chicken all day
chicken understand and he peck out the code
send a subsonic signal through the snot in
the middle of an elephant's long wet cold grey nose, out

Ramblin' Ed