SATURDAY MORNING POST

SCIENTISTS DISCOVER NEW HUGE PLANET WITH HUBBLE TELESCOPE

(No, wait, the telescope got turned back towards earth and photographed Chris Christie!)

LEGENDARY ROLLING STONES BAND WILL BE HONORED BY BRITAIN'S MEDICAL SOCIETY FOR JUST BEING ABLE TO STAND UP

THE LAST SURVIVING POLAR BEAR IS FOUND FLOATING ON A SMALL ICE FLOE AND YELLING, THEY'RE ALL MINE NOW, ALL THE FISH ARE MINE!

THE LAST SURVIVING POLAR BEAR FOUND DEAD, WITH COKE BOTTLES AND ZERO BAR WRAPPERS BY HIM

BEAR EXPERTS BAFFLED WHEN THEY FIND POLAR BEAR LIVING AT THE NORTH POLE HALF THE TIME AND THE SOUTH POLE THE OTHER HALF...

THEY THINK HE IS BI-POLAR

THIS IS VERY WEIRD AND COOL...I WANT YOU!!

FAN FRIDAY

 I am such a big fan of old movies!

Especially the black and white movies from the 1930's through the 1950's.

In the real oldies the sound quality is so terrible, like they're talking through a tin can. Here is an example:

Wasn't his singing a riot? Well, I thought it was.

However, the black and white pictures seemed more real and gritty than the color movies we have today. 

I don't know. Maybe my little brain just processes them that way. What do you think?

Also, the emotion in those old films was so powerful and gut wrenching, like in this scene from The Champ:

WOW! Didn't that make your gut wrench?

I'm making this short so you will have time to savor all of the classic clips I am sharing with you.

And finally the fiesta resistonce!

Even if you passed on the other clips, don't miss this one...it's awesome!

Told ya!

THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY

I feel marvelous, simply marvelous, and honored, loved, and special, like a celebrity!

Why? You axe so dumbfoundedly!

I just found out the government is tracking my EVERY move!! How awesome is that?!

Nobody ever tracked my every move!! This is so great!!

I hear-tell they're monitoring my phone calls, Facebook activity, YouTube videos, how many toms I brush my teeth, walk my dog, Google something, and fart.

I feel like Angelina Jolie being relentlessly followed by the hungry paparazzi for just one glimpse up her mini-cooper! 

What's so cool is I'll be dead before I know it, and who else cared about me enough to make a record of every single little thing I do!

Not YOU! 

Now, anybody can go to my permanent government records after I'm deader than a doorknob, and find out how many toms I shi...shined my shoes!

What does Tom have to do with this, huh?!

What is everybody complaining about, don't most of us detail all of our life events, emotions, hopes, dreams, loves, hates, and what we ate for breakfast on Facebook, anyway?!!

Sure we do!!

I finally feel like I'm impotent, because our dear government has taken the time to make sure my legacy will be remembered by future generations of creatures that will one day conquer this place we love to call earth at this moment in tom!

Tom? TOM? Stop all the TOM crap immediately, before I go NUTS!!

GOOD GRIEF!!

OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY

The Glirkazoids were on a quest,

And they would do their very best,

To struggle on and pass the test,

And win the dabes of Marmalesh!

The catlit never made a sound,

His little heart began to pound,

When Glirkazoids were all around,

To bring the dabes from lost to found.

Twas 7 billion years ago,

The dabes of Marmalesh did grow,

On Marmalesh, an isle of Glirka,

Then stolen by the cruel Lord Zerka.

Zerka knew without a doubt,

The dabes would cure him from his gout,

And bring a smile to end his pout,

And make him sing and dance about!

The Glirkazoids had every right,

To bring them back, to win this fight,

The dabes of Marmalesh they grew,

From ancient times of Glodrah Gnu.

The dabes of Marmalesh were not,

For just one creature full of rot,

Like bad Lord Zerka, what a bum,

They should be shared with everyone.

On Zerkazoid our buddies landed,

The Glirkazoids, who then commanded ,

The mean Lord Zerka to release,

The dabes, and they would go in peace.

To their surprise, it was no task,

All they had to do was ask,

Lord Zerka was a different dude,

He wasn't even slightly rude!

The dabes of Marmalesh had changed,

His attitude, and what remained,

Was a cool, sweet, gentle, caring guy,

That made the Glirkazoids thus cry,

All hail the dabes of Marmalesh,

That turned this cat from worst to best,

We hope all lifeforms just say YES,

To the sacred dabes of Marmalesh!

BURMA SHAVE

TRAVELIN' TUESDAY

It was July of 1969, right before they faked the first manned landing on the moon.

I was 19 and had never been anywhere except the country. Southeast Missouri, where my grandpa's farm was located.

I take that back, I did go on a trip to South Bend, Indiana to visit Joe Heklinski and family. (I'm not sure if that's how Heklinski is spelled, but that's how it sounded phonetically)

Joe was a guy who mom and dad befriended in St. Louis, who lived at our housing projects and was going to dentist school with his twin brother.

Mom would make meals for them and dad would help them where he could, and they never forgot the kindness that was shown to them.

Where was I? Oh, yeah, South Bend! 

We went there when I was a little kid, but I barely remember anything. I know I was there, because my mom had pictures of me at the Helinski home.

Back to me at 19! 

Here I was, sitting at Lambert Airport to take my very first airplane trip! 

It was so exciting! 

Now, I had been to Lambert Airport many times, to goof off, play, and irritate the unsuspecting pre-passengers.

Our house was within walking distance from Lambert, and we would walk over there and watch all the cool rich people in their cool rich people clothes, and meander anywhere we wanted to go, except out on the runways.

No security, no cameras watching us, no scanners, no terrorists lurking about...back when America was FREE, and not scared of it's own shadow, like today.

If you have ever seen Lambert  Airport, you know it is very glass looking, but definitely NOT geodesic dome-like in it's appearance, but there is a true geodesic dome at the Climatron at St. Louis Botanical Gardens, but who really gives a flying frick about cock-a-doodie geodesic domes anyway!

My point is, it was very modern, space age looking for that time, and the tube like thing that we walked through to board the plane was like something an astronaut might walk through, and it very much reminded me of a scene from 2001 A Space Odyssey, even though the movie didn't exist yet.

I absolutely loved the take off and steep climb to the heavens, the beautiful, nice stewardesses, and little bitty dinner, but the actual flying part was boring. 

We were heading for Seattle, Washington and made a stop in Lincoln, Nebraska, for some reason, but did not get to see Lincoln, Nebraska because we weren't allowed off the plane.

Who cares about cock-a-doodie Lincoln, Nebraska anyway!

The landing in Seattle was also very cool, and after a bus trip through some breathtakingly beautiful scenery, we reached our destination of Ft. Lewis Army base, during the height of the Viet Nam war, for basic training.

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I know what you're thinking! You're thinking I'm obsessed with Marty Wombacher...right?!

Wouldn't you be, if you had a friend that got a write up like this in the Wikipedia Free Encyclopedia?!!

HMMM?!!

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Marty Wombacher is an American writer and photojournalist 

who lived in New York City from 1993 to 2012. In 2012 he 

moved back to his hometown of Peoria, Illinois and is 

currently doing a blog about living in the midwest.

From 1989 to 1993 he was the editor, publisher and one 

of the primary writers for People of Peoria (later shortened 

to POP) magazine. The magazine was published and 

distributed out 

of Peoria, Illinois. The quarterly publication was popular with 

positive write-ups appearing in the Peoria Journal Star, 

Chicago Tribune and Spin magazine.

In 1993, Wombacher moved to New York City and has written

 for the NY Post, NY Daily News, Time Out New York, Gadfly 

magazine, Nerve magazine and NY Press among others.

From 1993 to 2000 he was the editor, publisher and primary 

writer for 'fishwrap' magazine, a satirical magazine whose 

focus was mainstream media, in particular magazines. The 

magazine was based out of New York City and was given 

favorable write-ups and reviews in: USA Today, Men's 

Journal, The Peoria Journal Star, NY Post, NY Daily News, 

Men's Journal, Chicago Tribune and the NY Press. It had 

national distribution from Big Top Publishing out of San 

Francisco.

In 2002, Wombacher wrote the book, '"99 Beers Off The 

Wall."' He wrote another book, '"The Boy Who Would Be A 

Fire Truck"' in 2009.

Wombacher's first publishing success was Trivial Trivia, 

The Idiot Edition, which he created with Greg Owens. The 

game was a satire of Trivial Pursuit and it became a 

success after DJ Gene Konrad featured the game on his 

local morning show on WIRL in Peoria. The U.P.I. wire 

service picked the story up and it was featured in 

newspapers, radio shows and TV news across the country. 

The peak of the success came when Wombacher and 

Owens appeared on The Today Show in New York City 

and were interviewed by Jane Pauley, in 1986.

Wombacher finished his website, A Guy Walks Into 365 

Bars, on January 10th, 2011.

He retired his Marty After Dark blog in 2012.

He retired his Tripping With Marty. blog in December of 

2012 and moved back to his hometown of Peoria, Illinois.

He's currently blogging at, Meanwhile, Back In Peoria...

References [edit]

• Wombacher on The Morning Show in Australia
• Gladstone, Neil (July 23, 1998). "20 QUESTIONS: Marty Wombacher". fishwrap magazine. Philadelphia City Paper.
• Bell, Bill (July 31, 1995). "It's His Mag Mag Mag Mag 
• World". New York Daily News.
• Peoria Journal Star review by Phil Luciano
• Lulu author interview by Dan London
• Weichselbaum, Simone (March 10, 2010). "Marty 
• Wombacher plans to visit 365 city bars in 365 days and 
• blog about each experience". New York Daily News.
• 365 Bars at Cleveland.com
• Gray, Billy (March 10, 2010). "Man Visits 365 Bars In 
• 365 Days, Stays Sober Enough To Write About It". GuestofaGuest.com.
• NBC Niteside feature article

External links [edit]

• 365 Beers Website
• Marty After Dark Website
• Tripping With Marty Website
• Meanwhile, Back In Peoria...

Categories: 

• American journalists

Anyway, I've been writing comments on 

his Meanwhile Back In Peoria blog 

http://www.meanwhilebackinpeoria.com/

in the form of poems, and I put one to

 music, at his suggestion, and I think it 

turned out pretty stinkin' good!

 Here it is: