Oddly Enough Blog
News, but not the serious kind
Now I’ve had enough. This deputy mayor in Amsterdam has proposed some new rules for brothels, which I guess are legal over there.
Among other things, he says prostitution should be banned between 4 a.m. and 8 a.m. because, and I quote, “Only the biggest creeps and boozers are walking around at those hours.”
The deputy mayor’s name is Lodewijk Asscher, which I’m not even going to make fun of because it’s too easy.
But here’s the thing, Mr. Asscher, if indeed that is your real name.
What’s magical about a 4 a.m. cut-off? Who the hell do you think is going to a brothel at say, 2 a.m. to pay strangers for sex? Atticus Finch?
Blog Guy, I have a complaint. Back in the old days you used to run photos of Victoria’s Secret models to make the point that they were getting too much news coverage.
But now, you seem to go out of your way to use as many as you can, for no apparent reason. It seems like you’ve lost your satirical edge, and just joined the enemy. I hope I’m wrong.
Blog Guy, do you have anything special coming up in your blog for the holidays?
Yes, that’s what I meant by “Do I! “
Traditionally the end of the year is a time of lists and recognition, and I’m starting off tomorrow with the closely-watched Goofiest Photos of the Year announcement.
Then comes the Top Ten Blog Items of the Year as measured by reader page views, followed by my personal list of favorite posts for the year. And of course the annual Oddly Enough Blog staff photo, some thank-yous, etc.
Blog Guy, I loved reading that you have too much Christmas spirit. This is most wonderful time of the year, right? Don’t you just LOVE all the Christmas songs?
Well, yes, all except the creepy ones.
I wasn’t aware that there are any creepy ones.
Then you haven’t been paying attention. Over the past 500 years some pretty sick stuff has flown in under the “Peace on Earth” radar.
I don’t know. I just can’t figure out what’s happening here. The caption just tells us we’re seeing “hostesses” simulating a shower during a “promotional event for a dating Website.”
Well crap, I’ve been skiing and I haven’t seen women showering at the top of the mountain. Can I get my money back? This must be the place where Hef skis.
Blog Guy, you’ve written in the past about Russian President Dmitry Medvedev. I’ve heard he has a wild streak – loves to party and cavort. Any truth to this?
There could be. I found this recent photo of him where he appears to be at some kind of an orgy, with scantily-clad women partying just behind him. It looks pretty decadent to me. Then again, maybe he was just in Las Vegas or someplace where stuff like that goes on all the time.
I’m a normal young woman, and I often find that on a first date with a guy I meet online, he only has one thing on his mind, if you catch my drift.
What I’m looking for is an outfit to wear that is attractive and shows I’m fun, but also sends the message that we should take it slow, if you catch my drift.
Blog Guy, is it true that New York City has been invaded by Amazonian Queens from another planet?
Yes. We have photos of them. It appears they have never seen Earthlings before.
How tall are they?
About nine feet, wearing 10-inch stilettos.
Gosh, what’s your take on them?
I’m afraid. Very afraid. Sure, judging from the photos they seem easily amused, but they are capable of hiding their deeper thoughts behind vapid facades.
Hey Blog Guy, I’m takin’ a vacation to Kiev soon, and I need your travel advice. I like to hang out at singles bars. I guess they’re pretty much the same everywhere?
No. In Ukraine, the singles bars are run by women, who make their own rules.
That sounds kind of hot! So what should I expect when I make the bar scene?
Be prepared to reveal as much flesh as possible, and have total strangers judge you like a side of beef. While they’re looking you over they will ask mindless questions, like “What’s your sign?” and “Do you come here often?”