Shaded depravity
There's a bit of a hubbub over Prince's half-time show Sunday at the Super Bowl, during which the diminuitive rock star cast himself behind a cascading white sheet and held his electric guitar phallicly (phallicly?) at hip level. One television critic called it "a rude-looking shadow show" that "looked embarassingly rude, crude, and unfortunately placed."It reminds me of the old gag-- stop me if you've heard it-- about the guy who goes to the psychiatrist's office and takes an inkblot test. The doc holds up a picture and says, "What do you see here?" and the man says "I see a pair of women's breasts with hard, protruding nipples." The doc says "How about this picture?" and the man says "That's a naked woman with her legs spread wide apart in a come-hither pose." After a few more similar examples, the psychiatrist turns to the man and says, "You seem to be very preoccupied with sex," and the man says, "Me? You're the one with all the dirty pictures."
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A couple old "Yankee killers" died this week. Former Milwaukee Braves hurler Lew Burdette passed Tuesday at the age of 80. He pitched Milwaukee to its only World Title in 1957, winning three complete games in the Fall Classic against the Yankees and posting an 0.67 ERA. The Braves' championship ended a heinous eight-year title streak for the city of New York. (Glad I missed it.) Former Cardinal Max Lanier died a week earlier at the age of 91. He split a couple decisions against the Yankees in the '42 and '43 Series, but allowed only three runs in 19 1/3 innings in his appearances. (The '42 Series was the only one in 10 that Joe DiMaggio lost.) Max was the father of Hal Lanier, a former Whitey Herzog lieutenant with the Birds and a one-time manager of the Astros.
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I've heard that one about the psychiatrist.
Maybe, but the protruding nipples and the part about the legs spread wide apart are mine.
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