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 Friday, June 30th

 Chicks with Guitars II - Mia Dyson


Yauwz!

Just caught Rockwiz -


with James Reyne

and


Mia Dyson!

Mia at The Muster (96k image)

Whoa! Go see the photos!


Parishioners know of my love of Chicks with Guitars


but she was magnificent!!!


A Jim Dyson Strat,

strings of rope & shit™ round her neck
like she was Mick Tyler or someone,

and a voice like Janis,

and the 'tude of Keef!



At the end, for the customary duet,
she & James rocked Joni's Woodstock!


He sang the high parts

she scowled & growled & made it rock,

they traded solos,

and it was great -


I beheld this -

and saw that it was Good!

rosy Mia (25k image)

Video interviews here,

mp3s here and

Q&A on her latest album Parking Lots here.


Methinks the lady doth rock!


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 Wednesday, June 28th

 Junior Johnson & Tom Wolfe


Waal, Parishioners, that didn't last long, did it?


Still, some joi was had

but today we were back at work,

flat out from go to whoa...


Got a few things done though

but ploughing through three weeks of email is NO FUN!



Last night I tried to suck every last second out of my holiday

and was up 'til 3 am reading this:


Junior's Chevrolet (20k image)

The Last American Hero is Junior Johnson. Yes!

THE LEGEND of Junior Johnson! In this legend, here is a country boy, Junior Johnson, who learns to drive by running whiskey for his father, Johnson, Senior, one of the biggest copper-still operators of all times, up in Ingle Hollow, near North Wilkesboro, in northwestern North Carolina, and grows up to be a famous stock-car racing driver, rich, grossing $100,000, in 1963, for example, respected, solid, idolized, in his hometown and throughout the rural South, for that matter. There is all this about how good old boys would wake up in the middle of the night in the apple shacks and hear a supercharged Oldsmobile engine roaring over Brushy Mountain and say, "Listen at him - there he goes!"


Chef Junior (17k image)

Seminal work! by Tom!! Wolfe!!!

Tom on the cover of Time (32k image)

Junior Johnson. Yea!


From the Esquire 70th ANNIVERSARY SPECIAL


Enjoi, IIdren!

Dapper Tom(25k image)


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 Wednesday, June 14th

 En Vacance, Part the First


Parishioners,

I am on holiday!


There is a story about too much Communion Wine, too many Aspros,

there is another story about The Pony,

my Unbelivable Stupidity

and the Grace and Wisdom of Brother T

who bailed me - again.


But first of all,

there have been no more recurrences of the dream where I choose to abandon the retarded boy. This is a great relief.

The nightmares have stopped,

and the dream of Claire & Dave-in-bare-feet only came once this week...

The silence was thick, and the fluorescent light rested on my hair with the weight of a napkin...

Walter Mosely (18k image)

I watched the soccer - unbefuckinglievable - Japan should've won.

They were winning until about ten minutes from the end -

is this a game plan, Guus?

If so, it's a shitty one...

My Dear Friend Brother Yamaguchi & I
were exchanging commentary
via Teh Luvverly Interweb

and afterward I called him.

"Lucky, that's all" I said.

He graciously agreed.


Now I just want some fucking sleep!

Lately I've been woken up about every half hour from six on, as the slum stirs into life and people start getting into fights or misusing volume-regulating technology.

I'd put the earplugs in, but I'm terrified about sleeping through a fire.

I also saw Lawrence Fishburne in a Walter Mosley movie on TV!


PS: must go thru my wallet - apparently a girl gave me her number last night..?

PPS: really can't beat jazz, can you...



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 Monday, June 5th

 Empire Line


I have, of late, Parishioners,

been captivated by "The Empire Line"


a gathered yoke

a lock of hair


a shirt he wore...



What, really, is The Empire Line?

Why does it intrigue me so?

Where, really, is The Empire Line?

Who drew it?


Can Johnny Cash walk it?


(yes!)



Vera Wang (it's hard to spot a joke name these days...) is known for her American bridal empire. But in Shanghai last weekend she achieved recognition that her parents could never have imagined when they left their native China for a new life in 1947. Wang received the China Fashion Award or CFA as International Fashion Designer of the Year.



The slideshow is here -


#3 is un?intentionally phallic;


#4 seems a little emasculated...



And here's Vera lookan all Mrs Peel

We are wanted, Mrs Peel (72k image)

Vera Wang was born Be-Ra Wah-Ng (modified Pin-Yin) October 13, 1969 in Stoneham, Massachusetts. When she was 23 she became the youngest fashion editor of Vogue magazine. She worked there for 17 years and then was suddenly made a Design Director for Ralph Lauren for two years. Many other typists and cleaners were jealous and, since her dream was to become a figure skater, they pooled money to get stupid junkie Robert Downey Jr. to bash her in the leg.

Her cherished dream died in 1968 at the National Figure Skating Finals where she failed to place, due to having her knee bashed in by stupid junkie Robert Downey Jr. The Crusade to have him punished for this crime is still, to this day, in the useless, pathetic court...



addicted to love (12k image)


Nonetheless, Vera sought to make a contribution to the sport she loved, and offered to make costumes for Nancy Kerrigan.


By 1990, Vera had become a household name through her work with retarded and diabetic Olympic stars. In 1992 she opened her first "R&D" store on Madison Avenue in New York City. In 1994 she started a bridal line and added evening dresses in the same year. In 1998 she designed a "Vera Wang Bride" Barbie doll, which was exclusively available by mail.

Three years later she designed another Barbie doll for the "Designer Barbie" series. Her controversial "Downey Gowney Submissive" was re-sold at auction in 2001 for 2.3 million dollars. She donated all received funds to Womens' shelters.

I shall hunt you down, filth! (20k image)

Vera Wang is most famous for her bridal gowns. They are worn by celebrities like Sharon Stone and Mariah Carey. Other celebrity clients besides Nancy Kerrigan are Alicia Silverstone (inventor of the red dot), Mare Winningham (sister of The Wonderful Jenny J!), Penelope Ann (He's not my dad, he's my friend) Miller, Chynna "Murder" Phillips, Mrs Emma Peel, and Vendela (a particularly nasty style of anti-Scandinavian shelving)

***


Nancy Kerrigan, a two-time Olympic figure skating medalist, captured national attention beyond the skating world on January 6, 1994, when she was clubbed in the knee by Shane Stant (you have a stupid name), although Ultimate Shame lies with that evil pile of shit - Tonya Harding (perhaps second only to Mohammad Ali) - who initiated the hit.

One month after the attack Kerrigan went on to win the silver medal in the 1994 Winter Olympics in (superbly named) Lillehammer with what was undoubtedly the best performance of her career. She was furthur rewarded with an appearance on Sesame Street, and was partially successful in sleazing the dominant homosexual puppet Bert.

Vera's final epiphany on Empire Line designs was fundamentally driven by her love of skating but critically sparked by the words of Kerrigan in the immediate aftermath of the attack : "Why? Why?"

The high-waisted dresses swing out around the body from a gathered yoke - in other words, an inverted Y.


poor baby princess (13k image)



An entire lake of bullshit may be found here.


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