Tuesday, July 31, 2007

ol whatzhisHERname

Buddies,

About a week and a haff ago I was watchin Friday Night Fights on ESPN. I usta be a real big boxin fan back in th day, but I kinda got fed up wif boxin poleticks and how they tend t keep realy good match-ups from evr being made. When I was youngr, Id mark upcomin fights on my calendr and wait excitdly fer th day when Id get to watch ... well ... evn a lousy punch-up. Nowadays, I almos nevr evn think to tune in a televizd boxin match.

So it was kinda by accident that I happmd t be channel-surfin & saw that Friday Night Fights was jus gettin ready to start. So I put down th rmote and left th fights on.

Th main event was a heavyweight bout btween a 34-year-ol Porta Rican guy namd Fres Oquendo and a 36-year-ol Cueban guy namd Elieser Castillo. What I seen raisd lotsa serios questions in my mind.

Aparently, theres a lotta bad blood btween these two guys. Th day bfore th fight, at th weigh-in, there was a all-out brawl involvin th two fightrs and their rspecktive camps. I dont know what startd all that, but it led to lotsa extra scurity precautions bein took th day o th fight.

Maybe it had sompm t do wif th fackt that in this fight there was TWO champeenship belts on th line. One ubm was fer th World Boxin Councils Latino heavyweight title. Th othr was fer th World Boxin Organizations Latino heavyweight title. These two guys was Latinos, see? And they was, like, fightin fer th belts o their peoples.

But in spite o alla that pre-fight melee, th fight itself was dull, dull, DULL! Like maybe they thunk th opnin bell meant SIESTA! Aftr ten full rouns, th winnr was dcided by th three ringside judges.

All three judges gave th Porta Rican guy a lopsided vicktry. Judge Petr Trematerra scord it 99 - 91. Judge Mark Streisand had it a little closr at 98 - 92. Judge Stu Winstn had it just a bit closr at 97 - 93.

As I said, when all was said n done, I was left wif a numbr o importnt questions.

Firs, How can two guys go from havin such bad blood btween em that evn their buds start brawlin to shufflin round th ring like they dont wanna have nothin t do wif each othr? Seems t me all that beefin was more of a publicity stunt than real annimosity.

Seckon, whatnaHECKs th world comin to when boxins got, not only a gazillion diffrent weight-classes, and not only a gazillion diffrent sanctioning bodys, each wif their own version o "th TITLE" in each weight-class, but ALSO a special belt fer th Latino champ in each weight-class? Aint that sorta like inventin th WHITE heavyweight champeenship, since no white guys held a REAL heavyweight title since Ingemar Johansson back in 1959-60? Its like evry fights gotta be a title fight -- evn if ya gotta make up a whole special kinda affirmative-acktion champeenship to make it so.

Third, and mos important: Aint 'Streisand' a girls name?

-- Palooka Joeski

Saturday, July 28, 2007

a siren, a cellfone, an a sultry summrs day

Buddies,

While out walkin earlyer, I seen this young chick out walkin too. She was very pretty. She had long black hair, and her skin was th color of a chesnut. She lookd like she couda been one o them exotick chicks ya sees on one o them pollyneesian ilands. She wore some very elegant cream-colord high-heeld shoes, a black haltr top, and a floral-print skirt wif a rathr high slit innit. As she was crossin my paff, her shoes went clicky-clack, her skirt went a-swisha-swish, and my heart went ka-thumpa-thumpski. While she walkd, in her dainty hand she held to her delicate ear a small state-o-th-art cellphone. Into th phone she talkd quite passionately to what I assume was a close girlfriend o hers.

Th sound o her voice cmpleted a presentation of such comprehensive aural / visual beauty that, rarity o raritys, I, Joey Polanski, was inspird to song.

There she was, just a-walkin down th street, singin:

Hey, bitch! Where that place at? I been walkin twenny minutes already!

Snappin her fingrs and a-shufflin her feet, singin:

And Im wearin these fuckin-ass shoes too! Bitch, I aint nevr lissnin t you again! You fulla shit!

Well, Im hers!

Shes mine!

Im hers! Shes mine! Wedding bells are gonna chime!

-- Manfred Mannski Polanski

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

For Sara Sue, Whenevr Work May Find Her

Buddies,

Back when I publishd Poemski: Th Polanski Catalog (Volume III), I mentiond that there been some Polanski poemskis that woud hafta rmain UNDRGROUN POEMSKIS, cause they was postd as coments on blogs that wunt yet JPS-affiliatd and th ownrs o them blogs turnd out t be ... ummm ... well ... dullrds who got neithr a acktive sense o humr nor evn th acktive curiosity t come ovr & stumble face-first onta th Polanski Show stage; and I sure as HECK wunt a-gonna post links that might generate traffick ovr at blogs that is so ... so ... ummm ... so undeservin.. Em poemskis was thorougly wastd!

Or so I thougtski ... initially!

One o them poemskis was postd at th blog of a bloggr who was lookin ahead to her firs day of employment aftr sompm like sevn munts o bein unemployd. It recently dawnd on me that our own Sara Sue is currently lookin fer work aftr a rathr long period o unemployment. And so I thougt Id resurreckt a adaptd version o that formrly WASTD poemski in honor of a cherishd friend o th JPSski.

I hope Sara Sue dont find it in any way ... ummm ... cheap that th poem I offr in her honor was originaly writ fer somone else. Th way I see it, th othr prson dint dserve it, while Sara Sue DOES. Also, its because o Sara Sue that this little piece o Polanski genyus aint lost in th cybr-abyss.

Aint THAT a honor? I mean, seriosly ...

OK ... OK ... So Polanskis fulla shitski! Then jus keep in mind that I coulda pretended like I writ this poemski specially fer Sara Sue -- since I dont think any o yous visit th blog where th original version was postd -- but I dcided instead t be onnest.

Im a good man ... a REAL good man ... th BEST, some woud say!

Anyhow, a-here it goeski:


Be highly deferential,

When speakin wif th Boss.

Tell him youve got potential,

That he wont take a loss.

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And wifout flinchin, do assert,

"As sevral years did pass,

Ive come to be a exspurt,

At just sittin on my ass."



-- Simon & Polefunkel

Monday, July 23, 2007

th REAL way t make a homunckulus

Buddies,


Wif all due respeckt to th Revrend Anaglyph ...

... its illustratd in diagrams of old that th REAL way t make a homunckulus is t grow a bud offa some reggalr prson.

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Th werld awaits ...



-- Paracelski

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Queen o th Dead

Buddies,

Fer those o yous that gots, like, a realy SHORT memoryski, I prposed a while ago that we Americans eleckt fer ourselfs a KING. I set out a slate o cannidates, invitin write-in votes & evrything. In th earlygoin, two cannidates -- Brian Wilson & Ross Perot -- ended up tied wif two votes apiece. Bfore I coud get aroun to holdin a run-off, th one cannidate who got th Joey Polanski endorsment -- Boris Yeltsin -- croakd. In th run-off elecktion, a write-in campaign fer ol Yelts carryd th day.

Well, not too long aftr that, I perposed that we supplment th kingship wif a QUEEN. Now its time t announce th result o th initial votin.

While th elecktorate was much more split on who shoud be Queen, its still true that two cannidates rose equally above all othrs.

THATs RIGHT, FOKES! THERES A TIE!

That, ocourse, calls fer anothr RUN-OFF!

Cannidate #1



Th Katherine Harris campaign woud like t remind you o th folowin fackts:
  1. Th American Queen is spposta cause evry American subjeckt to feel pity fer th King. Cannidate Harris, let it evr hereaftr be known, has a face that can paralyze small children.


  2. Evn so, fer all you guys out there who still vote wif yer dickskis, let it be known that Ms Harris is very versatile. She can play th buxom cowgirl,

    and she can also play th streetwalkr.


Cannidate #2

Th Tammy Faye Bakker - Messner campaign woud like to remind you o th following fackts:
  1. Th chick is DEADski. Fresh deadski.

  2. Sos King Boris.

Dyou wanna break th bad news to Ms Harris, or shoud I?

Ah, but demockracy dmands a VOTEski! So

HERES YER BALLOT!

[ ] VOTE CORPSE



[ ] VOTE WHORPSE

Saturday, July 21, 2007

PSI: Men & Their Sticks

Buddies,

Heres anothr notewerthy discovry from PSI (Polanski Show Investigations):

In th pitchr above, Josh Lyman, Deputy Chief o Staff to formr Presdent Josiah Bartlet, eats chink food wif chopsticks. Oviously, he is a unmanly pansy-ass.

In th pitchr above, LA Detecktive Vic Mackey eats chink food wif a fork. Clearly, this guy ROCKS!

There ya have it, fokes! I reports. Yous decide.

...

Well ...

... I guess maybe I done a little o th decidin that time.

So Ill nevr work fer Faux News Channel. Big friggin-ass deal!

-- Rupert Polack

Thursday, July 19, 2007

only SO friendly

Buddies,

Whenevr Im out & about, whethr Im out walkin or out ridin my bikeski, I make a point o offerin a friendly "Howdy" to th fokes who cross my paff. It dont cost nothin t be friendly, and I guess Im just a happy prson who likes t spread good cheer wherevr I happm t be.

And because Im so quick to offr greetings, I cant fault fokes fer not sayin "Hi" t me first. But I am a little disappoinnid at how few fokes bothr to return my "Howdy." Most fokes respond wif silence and a air o "I dont condescend t speak t fokes." I jus dont get that. Cmmunitys is made up o naybrs, and naybrs say "Howdy" to each othr.

Evry now n then, I say "Howdy" t somone I pass, and that somone responds, not just wif a return "Howdy," but wif a "How ya doin?" as well.

Ocourse, I jus fuckin IGNORE that. I mean, there aint no cause fer gettin all touchy - feely and shit.

Monday, July 16, 2007

Please dont confuse em!

Buddies,

Heres a little spirit.



Heres a little spirit too.



Heres a little more spirit.



Heres a LOT more spirit.



Id really like t see THAT kinda spirit spreadin, woudnt you?

-- Joey Rah-Rah

Saturday, July 14, 2007

YIII

Buddies,

Wif this post, The Joey Polanski Show begins its third year. What more warrant do I need fer waxin all self-importnt-like?

Well, theres a lot to be happy about in Polanskiville these days, I guess. We got ourselfs a pretty good famly o reliable & talentd prformers chimin in post aftr post, fokes that emselfs gots blogs that is lotsa fun to play at. While I try to keep th Show fresh & funski, lotsa th fresh & lotsa th funski comes from yous fokes! And lotsa th fresh & th funski that comes from ME is thoroughly INSPIRD by yous fokes. Thanks to yous, I dont hafta play wif myself no more.

I think I done tolt th story, once or twice, of how th Polanski Show famly startd & how it grew ovr th many munts since July 2005, how th findin of a few talentd & energetick bloggrs led to th establishment o more & more cool contackts. When I think back to th first year o th JPS, and look back ovr th life o th Show, I am movd to remark how HARD it is to FIND good bloggrs. As I think o all th reggalr commentrs at th Polanski Show, it strikes me that only about two of em is bloggrs that I went out n found. By far, th majority o commentrs is fokes who came to th JPS through already-establishd connecktions. Periodickly, I surf th blogassfear lookin fer new playrs, but wif very little t show for it. Theres probly a few reasns fer that, but th most notable is that there just aint a lot o bloggrs out there who gots ... ummm ... "IT."

So lemme take a little time & tell ya bout some o my more memorable FAILYURES in my efforts to find werfwhile bloggrs. I got four cases in mind. Three of em involves bloggrs who HAVE made appearances here at the Joey Polanski Show.

One o these bloggrs was a guy who usta post stuff that was really off th wall -- stuff that was quite funny in that way that kinda sneaks up on ya. Like, first ya gotta scratch yer head a little bit. Then, ya smirk, or evn crack a smile. Finaly, it jus strikes ya as hilarious. I think o that blogski as bein quite in the mold o Geritopias Bloggy-Blog or Aaaaaarons blogski (once calld Total Crap, wif a little bit o little noodle's world thrown in fer good measure. Th guy probly dint blog enough, but I tryd to increase th interacktivity by playin at his blog fer a while. He comentd only once here at th JPS. He soon stoppd respondin to coments I left ovr at his blog. Finaly, he belly-uppd his blogski altogethr.

Th othr bloggr who made a single JPS appearance was a chick whos blogski was appealin cause she was, like, a total smartass. I mean she was always pissd off about sompm, and had a fairly witty way o bein pissd off. I playd at her blogski fer quite a while bfore givin up. Th more I read ovr there, the more her posts began to seem somwhat predicktable. Thered be a report on her ... ummm ... her menstrual status. Then thered be a story about some kinda illness -- usualy a "potty-distress" story. Then thered be a standard rant eithr about not gettin laid enough or about a frustratin encountr wif a employee or a customr at some store. It also became clear that this chick genrally was NOT a interacktive bloggr. She was more or less totaly self-absorbd. Tho she had a shitload o blogs linkd in her sidebar, she dint realy make a point of visitin em reggalrly, and I think it became rathr clear that she was just a link-tradr: she linkd to any blog that linkd to hers first. Im guessin she probably visitd th JPS only cause she thougt shed get a instant link here at th JPS. I nevr link up blogs instantly. I gotta scope em out fer a while first. Anyhow, she nevr made a seckon JPS appearance. In th course o my infrequent checks on blogs that I once "scoutd," I noticd on TWO seprate ockasions that this chick convertd her blog into a "private" blog, each time eventualy ditchin that stupit idea. That she woud evn considr makin her blog a "private" or "exclusive" thing shows pretty clearly that she aint Polanski Show material.

A third scoutd bloggr atchualy commented pretty reliably here at th JPS fer a while. He had a pracktice o buildin his link-list by periodickly settin out a slate o "cannidates" and havin his readrs "vote" on who shoud get a linkski. Eventualy, th JPS made one o the slates o cannidates and got votd a link on th firs ballot. In keepin wif JPS pracktice at th time, I startd scoutin his blogski pretty heavily, playin ovr there regglrly and preparin to link him up here at JPS. But, as it happmd, this guy got stuck in a kinda a RUT, which had th effeckt o increasin his popularity wif his establishd readrs, but which also cmpletely turnd me off. He was in th habit o perducin these little FLASH films ovr on his blogski -- which, in itself, was kinda cool -- but EVRY FRIGGIN ONE o them little films was what Id call a "shmooze-film": it was his way o payin tribute to his already-establishd readrs. From th perspecktive o one such as me -- NOT a establishd readr o his -- em little films seemd entirely "exclusive"; and "exclusivity" is sompm thats cmpletely incompatible wif any Polanski principple. Since he was doin othr stuff when I firs startd readin his blogski, I dcided to wait till he got outta that shmooze-rut; but bfore he did (and atchually I dont think he EVR did), he left a cryptick comment here at JPS basicaly sayin (in code) that he was cuttin ties. Fuck im.

Th final one o th four memorable cases involves a bloggr who aint nevr made evn a single appearance here at th Show. This guy had anothr one o those blogs that was funny in a EXTREMLY SUBTLE way. This guy coud TYPE deadpan! He was a musician & a filmmakr o sorts, and he had a way o writin bout what he was up to, but in such a way as to suggest that he was a BIG losr wif a shitty life. When I finaly "got it," I found it extremely funny. I playd at his blog fer a while, an in th course o my interacktion wif him, it became clear that this guy had no friends prcisely because he was a self-cnfessd and unapologetick assole. Except fer one or two real-world pals (includin a ex-girlfriend, whose coments where ovious UNwelcome), this guy had only one othr readr / comenter bsides me, and he almos NEVR visitd her blog -- again, a totaly self-absorbd bloggr. And whats worse is that this guy had th nerve to lament his lack o readrs -- stoopin evn to publishin a post sayin he woud not post again until his latest post attracktd TEN coments from distinct bloggrs. This was durin th time that I was still checkin out his blogski pretty reggalrly, but aftr Id dcided that he was NOT Polanski Show material. I dint post no comments while he was waitin fer TEN t come in. Eventualy, he pussyd out & startd postin again, evn though mosta th "TEN" coments he ended up gettin was clearly from his real world pals postin anonymously. THEN you can bet I startd commentin again, telllin him what a big pussy he was fer NOT havin th guts to bag th blogski like he said he woud. What evr happmd to this guy? Shortly aftr I calld him a big pussy, he writ a post that was titled "BYE" and had no content. It was NOT opn fer comments, and evry othr post was deletd. I checkd back a time or two, and one o them times I noticd that some "content" had been added -- a period (.) that was set up as a link. Th link led to a new blog, set up undr a new usr-name. I postd a coment on th inagural post. My coment jus said "(*snickr*)". Post aftr post receivd NO coments. Th blog is still up, but it aint been updatd since Octobr o last year.

So, you see, my efforts to build up th Polanski Show famly was probly unsucksessful as oftn as it was sucksessful. And I guess I shoud mention that initial sucksess aint th same thing as ongoin sucksess. The Polanski Show has atchualy lost its share o one-time reliables. Nfackt, th VAST majority o th earlyest JPS commentrs have cut their ties -- at least wif th Polanski Show, if not wif bloggin altogethr. Some o these have dvelopd what I think we might call "Polanski issues." This means that theres some ... ummm ... some principple bhind their pullin away from any association wif th Show. Th "lost commentrs" who aint got Polanski issues probly got some othr kinda issues, cause they seem to have quit bloggin altogethr. All o them is missd, tho th ones that got Polanski issues can go fuck emselfs bfore Ill apologize fer being Polanski.

In this cnnecktion, I done trimmd th links list -- th list o "Places I Play." I aint nevr really had a firm UNlinkin policy in th past -- except that when a linkd blog goes belly-upski, then th JPS linkski does too. But I think its probly appropriate to ditch links to anyone who seems clearly to have givn up eithr their association wif th JPS or their cmmitment to reggalr bloggin.

As I think about it, my LINKIN policy has atchualy undrgone a kind o evolution ovr th course o th life o th Polanski Show. In th early days, gettin a JPS link dpended on two things: how reliably entrtaining a bloggrs blog is and how reliably th bloggr contributes to th JPS. Aftr a while, howevr, aroun th time I changd th link-lists title to "Places I Play," I startd to link blogs where I was reggalrly postin coments. (Thats how come Suzzs blog, Writing on Tilt got linkd. Suzz has NEVR made a appearance here at JPS. I dont know why. She seemd suprised to learn that I evn HAD a blogski. Maybe she thinks she needs a ingravd invitation bfore she can come in and play th JPS stage. Unfortunately, Joey dont hand out em kindsa invitations. Im afraid Id soun too much like Salbert.)

Now, Im figgrin that Im probly th prson who most uses th JPS links-list. (Im happy to say that a large portion o th JPS famly is already intr-linkd.) So I probly shoud think o th links-list in th reggalr ol way: its MY portl to th places I like t visit reggalrly. I got lotsa blogs bookmarkd, but goin into my bookmark files and visitin em blogs aint as easy as just clickin on a JPS link. So some o th blogskis I might intend to visit reggalrly, I end up NOT visitin as oftn as Id like cause theyr only bookmarkd and NOT JPS-linkd. Im a-gonna correckt that.

Therefore, Im addin a link to Sirdar, Inc. Sirdar is a Canadian

but dont hold THAT against im. He found us somhow through our connecktion wif th Revrend Anaglyphs Tetherd Cow Ahead and / or JediMacFans Old Fish and Lemonade. Sirdar gots a blog whos primary purpose aint necessarily to entrtain, but it is ockasionally entrtaining. And when it aint entrtaining, its oftn thougt-prvokin. Like when he writ a post askin bloggrs how they dcide what to put in their links-lists. This post promptd one o th most carefully cmposd Polanski coments since th days when I usta prpound a rathr elaborat theory bout th dynamicks o th blogassfear ovr at Salberts now-dfunckt blogski.

Since he publishd that post right aftr I done put up some new linkskis here at JPS, I wonderd if he mighta been ... ummm ... lobbyin fer a JPS link. I was reminded of anothr guy who was commentin here for a while and who, aftr an earlyr addition o links, crabbd that I dint have his blog linkd. I told him he was being scoutd. Immediately aftr that, he startd postin nothin but morbid, maudlin shit ovr on his blogski. I nearly had t run fer covr. Anyhowski, he, not gettin a JPS link, simply quit visitin.

Sirdar, howevr, in th course o th comments on that thougt-prvokin post o his, ended up sayin sompm like, "A link dont mattr. Jus keep bloggin." And aftr quite a bit o time wifout a JPS link, hes still a reggalr and valued cntributor here at th Show.

Best of all, Sirdar can take a joke as well as he can dish em out. His coments here at th JPS are proof enough o that. Also, as a Canadian, he ... ummm ... knows his place. It was from his blogski that I got this mapski:

Dint I tell ya he knows his place, fokes? Welcome to th Polanski Show famly, Sirdar!

Th question that keeps poppin inta my head, tho, especialy at these milestone moments is this: How long shoud th Show go onski? Can things stay fresh & funski throughout a third year? Shoud a blog cntinue evn if its quit bein fresh & funski? And if th final curtains t come down, how t do it? Evr think about how to END a blogski? I think about that alla time. Ocourse, I sppose any o us coud jus drop deadski all of a suddn, an th blog jus STOPS wifout explanation or announcement. But I think jus to STOP bloggin wifout croakin is a pretty shitty way to end a blogski. That aint th way Id want th Polanski Show to end. On th othr hand, I think itd be probly just as shitty to publish a farewell post outta th clear blue skyski. Yet again, to announce a retirment-date well ahead o time seems kinda wrong too. Thatd probly be th best way t do it, tho, if a final curtains t come down.

Dont worry, fokes. I aint ready to announce th final curtain jus yet. When I do, tho, weell make a party outta it -- a carnival, a circus, a supr-extravagonzo. Fonzarelli might evn jump a shark for us.

Fer now, tho, yer STUCK wif me.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

no more black coffee fer me

Buddies,



Jus bfore leavin fer werk this mornin, I downd my last cuppa coffee & dashd into th baffroom t brush my teef. Th taste o th Colgate toofpaste on top o th taste o th strong black coffee made fer a DANGd intresting combination.

Im thinkin o squeezin a shot o th stuff in tomorrow mornins coffee. Maybe I can evn knock a coupla minutes off th ol mornin routine by cuttin out th teef-brushin altogethr.

Four outta five Joeys surveyd think thats a dangd dandy idea. I wondr who that dissenting Joey is.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

French toast

Buddies,



The State Department's suggesting that we praise the French government for their help in resolving this matter.

I would, but I'm worried they'd surrender.

-- Presdent Josiah Bartlet
Octobr 17, 2001

Monday, July 09, 2007

breakin th bad news ...

Buddies,

Gumby REALLY loves his pony pal, Pokey.





But ...



... he probly fucks lotsa diffrent horseys.

Saturday, July 07, 2007

a May - Decembr thing

Buddies,

While out ridin my bike tday, I rode undrneaf a huge bridge. On one o th bridges spports, in rathr large lettrs, somone spraypainnid this piece o graffiti:

LISTEN TO YOUR YOUTH

FUCK OLD PEOPLE


Geez!

Back when I was still a membr o th Youth, that thougt wouda nevr crossd my mind.

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Poemski: Th Polanski Catalog (Volume II)

Buddies,

You knew Volume II was a-comin, dintcha? Course ya did! Th Poemin Pole nevr sleeps!

Evn wif a bustd mitt,

Hes spewin forth th rhyme & wit!

Twas only a mattr o time bfore theres enough new poemskis fer a compilation.

Ocourse, th world jus aint th same since my poetick brillyance was reveald in Volume I. Now evryone KNOWS t be on th lookout fer th Joeyan Jewels fruout th blogassfear. So prhaps there aint as much a need fer a single post linkin yas to th latest o th greatest.

Also, lotsa yous fokes is poets too. Polanski almos nevr gets caugt poemin all by imself. When one o yous craps out a poemski, you can almos BET that Ill be crappin one out too. And when I does, you does. So we sorta become (*wait fer it*) PARTNRS IN RHYME! When I was bein brillyant, HECK, many o yous was already there ... ummm ... like, marveling!

Nevrthless, tho much progress has been made since THIS post back in February, th Polanski Show famly still has a few UNunitd facktions -- not evryone reads evryone elses blogskis -- so some o yous mighta missd some o th poemskis I done left at some othr fokes blogskis. Also, mosta my poemskis show up in comments, not in posts; and prhaps some o yous dont read evry coment and mighta missd a few poemskis that way.

Thus, I rlease Volume IIski. But bfore I get to it, lemme mention two things.

Firs, there been a numbr o ockasions where I done left a poemski in a coment on some blog in th hopes o attracktin th bloggr to the Show. That is, I done left poemskis on blogs that aint already JPS-connecktd. Sadly fer us, th bloggrs runnin em blogs turnd out t be deadasses, cmpletely NON-rsponsive. Sadly fer YOUs, I aint about to insert a link to any blogs run by such lameoids. So em Polanski poemskis is gonna hafta remain, at least fer now, UNDRGROUN POEMSKIS. Also, there been a few poemettes here & there -- rhymelets, ya might say, or othr silly little wordplays -- that I aint includin in th volume. More UNDRGROUN stuff, I guesski.

Seckon, brillyant tho my efforts always are, this kinda compilation also gimms me a chance t draw attention to some o YER efforts. A few o them completesly BLOW ME AWAY! So sit yer ass downski, an prepare to be dazzld.

  1. Start Yer Engines: Th poemskis was a-flyin, ocourse, in th coments left on th Volume I post, back in February. Seems like haiku was all th rage durin that flurry o poemin, thanks to Mike. But youll find poems of sevral othr kinds there as well, includin a few limricks. In all, you get a bakrs dozn, includin 2 from Polanski, 3 from Cissy Strutt, 4 from Mike (includin ONE HECK of a funny limrick), 1 from Malach the Merciless, 1 from Chickie, 1 from th Revrend, 1 from JediMacFan, & a "borrowd" one from Colonel Colonel. Since there wunt no poemski in th post, Ill jus link ya to th COMMENTS.

  2. Rottn Meat: You shoud know by now that th Revrend Anaglyphs Tetherd Cow Ahead is gonna get its share o Polanski poemskis. Its there, aftr all, that it all startd. Its also a place where two o my best poemin palskis -- JediMacFan & Cissy Strutt -- like to hang out. When th Revrend postd sompm about a airport luggage shop wif a proudly displayd sign that read "CarriOn," JediMacFan touchd off a trio o limricks. Followin his was one from Polanski. Casey cmpleted th round by winnin th Revrends prize. Wanna read th post wif its attachd poemskis? Its calld Unfortunate 'Catchy' Retail Names #1.

  3. Pee-pee Smell: When th Revrend suggestd that some sientist mighta spent his life workin on a machine to extrackt whatevr it is in asparagus that makes yer piss smell funny, well ... HEY! Poetick inspration hasta come from SOMWHERES, fokes! This suggestion o th Revrends inspired 1 poem from Polanski, 1 from JediMacFan, 1 from Colonel Colonel, 1 from Casey, & 2 from Cissy Strutt. Wanna read th post wif its attachd poemskis? Its calld Great Moments in Food Science #31.

  4. Bicyckle Seat: My post announcin my purchase of a new bike, and how my first bike rides in a coupla years hadta be short ones, inspird a DOOZY of a limrick from th Revrend. Polanski followd that wif a poemski o his own. Wanna read th post wif its attachd poemskis? Its calld tuckerd.

  5. A Showr: I writ a post about a guy who was, like, leerin at some chick ovr the phone cause she done told im that she jus come outta th showr. Cissy Strutt attachd a DOOZY of a poemski (which evn refrencd th ol Rasputin thingy)! That prvoked a response from Polanski. Wunt long bfore Colonel Colonel got inta th acktion. Wanna read th post wif its attachd poemskis? Its calld wet / come.

  6. Anothr Showr: My post inspird Colonel Colonel t do moren jus write that one poemski. It inspird im to write a whole poetick post about chicks in th showr -- a subjeckt near & dear to th heart o evry poet werf his saltski. That, in turn, inspird a poemski from Polanski. Th Colonel, then, perducd anothr. Wanna read th post wif its attachd poemskis? Its calld Speaking of showering ...

  7. Bottms Upski: It aint oftn that a Polanski poemski appears in a post ovr here at th JPS. But it happms ockasionally. One such ockasion was St. Paddys day. I wrote a poemski about how some o yous might like t get drunk -- I mean, specifickly, what some o yous fokes might like t drink, basd on stuff I know aboutchas from readin yer blogskis & yer comments here at th JPS. Th poemski in th post inspird 1 poemski from Colonel Colonel, 1 from Presdent Dubya, 1 from Mike, and a DOOZY from th Revrend (one o my all-time faves, atchualy). Wanna read th poemski in th post wif all th attachd poemskis? Th post is called drunk like thee.

  8. Oral Aural: Is a poem made outta writtn words or spokn words? Words in a givn language is typickly writtn th same way, no mattr whos usin em. But how theys pernouncd will diffr from prson to prson, place to place. This, & th predickament fer th poet, was cutely demonstratd poetickly in Cissy Strutts response to a Polanski poemski attachd to a photo post she calld Bunnies.

  9. Cans of a Woman: In response to my post illustratin th many diffrent meanins o th word 'cans', Cissy Strutt writ a poemski that promptd me to write one refrencin her recent "Bunnies" post. Wanna read my post wif its attachd poemskis? Its calld Please Dont Confuse Em!.

  10. Dyin Fer It: You might think that while a post announcin th death of a naybr coud be a ockasion fer poetry, a Polanski poemski woud be rathr outta line. Think againski! Such a poemski was inspird by a little verse cntained in a post that Cissy Strutt calld Time's Winged Chariot.

  11. PU Poemin: Th poetick flirtation btween Cissy Strutt & Polanski cntinues wif a little PU-orientd exchange in the coments on a post that dint really have nothin t do wif PU -- cept insofar as all of The Joey Polanski Show is a PU edjumacation. Wanna read th post wif its attachd poemskis? Its calld PSI: Cashs Secret Weapn.

  12. Holy Hot Shitski: Colonel Colonel writ a post about a Jesuit priest who inventd a magnifyin mirror that coud focus sunlight inta a supr-toastin ray. That promptd a poemski from Polanski (ovrlook th typo, fokes), and a follow-up from th Colonel. Wanna read th post wif its attachd poemskis? Its calld Father Himalaya.

  13. Petl Pickin: More Polanski - Strutt acktion! Th subjeckt? Daisys-n-dick. Wanna read ... ? Oh, YEAH ... YOU WANNA READ th post wif its attached poemskis, dontcha? Theres 2 from Polanski & 1 from Ciss, attachd to a post she calld Leucanthemum vulgare.

  14. Hot Chocolate: Evr think of a woman wearin almost nothin but chocolate? Answrs "yes," right? Think thats pretty dangd hot, dontcha? Well ... maybe / maybe not. Phoebe Fays story was hot enough to inspire a Polanski poemski, tho. Wanna read th post wif my poemski attachd? Its calld IECs -- Improvised Explosive Chocolates.

  15. Stubbd Vaginas: Cant pass up thisn, can ya? Anothr Polanski post about bike-ridin promptd a couple o poemskis (1 from Polanski & 1 from Cissy Strutt) and a LOT o talk about stubbd vaginas. You gotta read it. Its calld in trainin.

  16. Monstrous Creations: My latest homunckulus post stayd up front & centr longrn any othr JPS post in recent memory -- ovr two weeks. I was recoverin from th bustd mitt, writin a epick poemski, & cowerin at th thougt o havin missd as much bloggin as I had missd. Im dangd proud to say that you fokes came fru like champs! EIGHT poemskis showd up in th comments secktion, includin 1 from Polanski, 2 from Cissy Strutt, 1 from JediMacFan, 1 from th Revrend Anaglyph, 1 from Mike, 1 from Casey, & 1 from Colonel Colonel. Wanna read th post wif its many attached poemskis? Its calld fer a limitd time only.

  17. Finaly: Aftr that reckord layoff, I felt I hadta start back up wif a BANGski. So I done writ a poem bout my medickle woes. That promptd 1 poemski from Colonel Colonel, 1 from Sara Sue, & 1 from Cocovan. Wanna read th poemski in th post and alla its attachd poemskis? Th post is calld mortl aftr all.

  18. Barbaro-Q: JediMacFan will nevr let us ferget that when Barbaro th racehorse died, national television programmin was pre-emptd sos t covr a press confrence announcin th fact. Barbaros claim to fame, fer those o yous that DONT follow horseracing (which Im guessin is, like, a hunnert prcent o yas), is that he DINT win th Triple Crown in 2006. He won th KY Derby, bustd his leg in th Preakness, and then coont run in th Belmont. Cause o th bustd leg, he eventualy hadta be done in. Woud he a-won th Triple Crown if he hant a-bustd his leg? I dunno. Aint been done since th late 1970s, so Im guessin probly NOT. Anyhoo, JediMac has been railin so much about that excessive TV covrage that hes now gettin, like, hate-mail about it. At long last, he writ a poemski about it -- a epick limrick, ya might say. Polanski responded wif a limrick o his own. A poemski by anothr OFaL readr followd. Wanna read th poemski in the post & th poemskis attached in th comments? Th post is calld Straight From the Horse's Mouth.

There ya have it, fokes! Twenny more Polanski poemskis along wif a assortment o fine efforts from membrs o th Polanski Show famly.

We all await impatiently,

Th rlease o Poemski Volume III.

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Gottit?

Buddies,



Why don't you keep quiet, and shut the fuck up?

-- John Gotti
June 9, 1985



Dont make th Boss hafta tell ya, like, twice.

Monday, July 02, 2007

long timeski, no seaski

Buddies,

Th nex time yer thinkin about makin fun o th great state o Nebraski, always remembr: th great state o Nebraski has already beatn ya to it.

Dont make me trot out them Popeye pitchrs again ...

Sunday, July 01, 2007

trufe in advrtizin

Buddies,


Heres a list o th ingredients in th "Salt & Vinegar" variety o Lay's Stax:

  1. Potato Flakes

  2. Sunflower Oil

  3. Unmodified Potato Starch

  4. Rice Flour

  5. Sodium Diacetate

  6. SALT

  7. Sugar

  8. Lactose

  9. Dextrose

  10. Monosodium Glutamate

  11. Sodium Citrate

  12. Malic Acid

  13. Partially Hydrogenated Soybean and Cottonseed Oil

  14. Citric Acid

  15. Maltodextrin

  16. Mono- and Diglycerides

  17. Soy Lecithin

  18. Sodium Caseinate

  19. Buttermilk Solids

  20. Disodium Inosinate

  21. Disodium Guanylate

  22. Artificial Color (Yellow 5)

  23. Natural and Artificial Flavors

Yep. Thats right, fokes. Theres SALT innem, but NO friggin VINEGAR. Th companys LYIN! There aint no cause fer that!

Th shits got BUTTRMILK SOLIDS innit, donit? Why not label em "Salt & Buttrmilk Solids"? I cant imagine that marketin will suffr, can you?

Aftr all, milks a-spposta be good for ya. Ebm bettrn ptata chipskis.

-- Joe Nader