Well it's baseball time again, and the Oscars just passed and since I'm a fan of baseball and the flicks, I decided to highlight both this issue. Inside, there's the "Annual Baseball Page", and sprinkled throughout the issue are little tidbits about movies & Hollywood. It's not my funniest issue, it's more of a fun fact-filled kind of thing. Hope you like it.

Click here for the Baseball portion (& some movie trivia that wouldn't fit here) of this special issue. BASEBALL

Kevitorial

As the head of marketing for DEE Janitorial Supply, it's my job to keep my eyes open for current trends and to try to predict which direction these trends are headed.

For the past decade I have been watching the world and looking out for the popular fads that have been sweeping the nation. I have spotted and often participated in many of these fads, and have come to this conclusion; the one dominant theme of the last ten years has been "retro". Anything that was cool, in say, the 50's or 60's is cool once again.

One of the biggest of these retro trends this past decade was playing pool. Pool halls and playing pool hit a big upswing starting in the late 80's and is still going strong today. People everywhere just love to gather in a smoky pool hall and smack some balls around.

And speaking of smoky pool halls; another big fad...cigars.

Every frat boy across the nation suddenly had to have a stoogie in his mouth, this of course was a natural offshoot of the pool hall, I mean what looks cooler than a cigar in your gob when you're shooting a game of stick?

Of course to get to the pool hall you needed to ride your motorcycle; preferably your Harley. And of course if you have a motorcycle you needed...a tattoo!

Tattoos were so popular that even my mother got one. It's a little rose on her butt and every Christmas she gets loaded and shows it to our entire family.

Of course if you participated in any one of these fads, it meant one thing...that you were bad. You were a "bad-boy" and bad-boy was good again.

But you had to be swinging 50's, 60's style bad-boy. "Rat-pack" bad-boy.

Frank Sinatra and the Rat Pack Image a huge comeback in the late 90's. And why not? Twenty and thirty-something males had no cool guys from their own generation to look up to. Franky and crew were cool, they worked hard and played hard. They had chicks like Marilynn, Ava, Shirley and Angie. They hung with the mob and Presidents, smoked cigars, drank Martinis and just had a "ring a ding-ding" good time and they had an aura of danger about them.

And that's when we get to the root reason for all of these fads...to be dangerous.

Or to at least to give an illusion of danger. Because in reality, you're stuck in some cubicle everyday, working 14 hours for the man, instead of having the fun that you really want. That's why all these things were popular...pool, cigars, bikes, martinis, the mob, tattoos...they all have that element of danger to them, but "safe" danger, they are all "bad" behavior, not so bad as to be illegal or cause harm to other people. As long as the "dangerous" behavior is kept respectable why not engage in it and let off a little steam, have some fun, who's it hurting?

Now taking in mind this trend towards bad, dangerous behavior, coupled with making retro things popular again, here is my prediction of the next big thing for 2001. Are you ready? The next big thing is...

Stilts!

Yes, stilts. They are retro, and they are dangerous.

Soon every 20-35 year old male in America will be walking around on stilts. Run out and buy a pair today because mark my words, they are going to be hot.

But then again, I could be wrong.

Important Stuff About
Friends & Lovers

In a recent issue of "Chicago" magazine our good friend Dr. Jeff L. was listed as one of the best infectious disease specialists in the city. And it's true; that time Mikey and I came back from Tiajuana and it burned when we peed; Jeff cleared that right up.

Brad L. is now working for DEE Janitorial. We shall now see the true measure of Brad's patience.

Does anybody know if Brad owns a handgun?

After that last snow storm my 5 year old niece Allyson ate yellow snow. Later that week her family was sitting around watching television when Allyson came downstairs from her bedroom, with her underwear on her head. She then proceeded to run around the room in circles, repeating the word "evil" over and over again while she ran. Finally, too tired to continue, she fell down and stopped her demonic display. Thank God.

Possession or urine poisoning? You decide.

My other niece, Samantha, (to the right) is learning to play the flute.
I'll never be able to watch "American Pie" again.

  • Dave K. has a new job. He is now a V.P. at Heller Financial. Nicely done sir.

  • It's a small world...Diane L. is now working for Bernie L. at Monogram Design.

  • Next time you're at Buddy Guy's Legends, and you're looking at the big painting of Buddy behind the bar...that was painted by our pal John I. Very nice Johnnie-boy. How about doing a nude of me next?

  • Chef Eddie G., (who is now working at Rushmore as the pastry chef) went back to his old place of employment (Blackbird) one night to help out in the kitchen. The reason they needed help was that "the lady" herself, Julia Child, along with Emeril Lagasse were stopping in for dinner. Both celebs were very friendly, chatting with all the diners and posing for many pics, a couple with Eddie. Bon Appetite!

  • My cousin JoMarie R. is preggers. This will be the third child for her and husband Paul G.

  • Mike T. is buying a house in Glen Ellyn. It's walking distance from Glen Ellyn Brewing Company, the local brew pub/ restaurant. Like they say about real estate, "location, location, location."

  • Julie and I were driving down the Kennedy Expressway on our way to my warehouse for lunch with the family, suddenly, we look over at the car next to us and who do we see driving and stuffing her face with french fries? Meg B. I'm honking and waving and Meg just keeps driving. Jeeze Meg, come up for air.

  • Oh yeah. I have a new girlfriend. Her name is Julie. There, it's now official.

    Cheri!

    Bronco Buddy


    Every once in awhile I figure that people get sick of reading stuff I write, so I recruit some poor sap and make them write about something that they really love. Well next to my Aunt Barbara, there is nothing in this world that my Uncle Buddy loves more than a good western. So without further adieu...here's Bud's fave westerns. EEHA!

    I have always enjoyed movies about, what was purported to be, the "Old West". It does not matter what your gender is, adventure is the nectar of the young and the bold- Thus, we have our romance with western films.

    Some of my fondest memories as a child involved going to the movie with another all-time western fan-Grandma Ervin. She and I would either walk or take the street car, rain or snow, to any one of a number of theaters (before the price change and preferably on dish night) in the city.

    It is impossible to list the greatest or best "oaters" when one has seen so many. My list does not include any films made by Errol Flynn, Randolph Scott or Joel McCrea. They made westerns that were the best of their time such as Dodge City, Virginia City, Union Pacific, and Ride the High Country.

    We must not forget James Stewart in The Far Country, Winchester 73, and Broken Spur.

    Italian Westerns were terrible, nothing but grunts and dirty teeth. When I was a child, I loved all the "B" westerns. I went into the military service in 1948 and, by the time of my discharge, "B" movie oaters had faded from the scene. To this day, in my minds eye, I keep the memory of Tom Mix, Buck Jones, Tim McCoy, Ken Maynard, Hoot Gibson, John Wayne (as one of the three "Mesquiteers," ) Bob Steele, Wild Bill Elliott and Charles Starrett a/k/a the Durango Kid riding across the silver screen.

    My list of the top ten westerns of all time would include the following:

    Jeremiah Johnson (my all-time favorite)

    The Ox-Bow Incident (a close second)

    Shane (a real western classics written by an Englishman who had never been to the USA)

    The Magnificent Seven (stellar cast, best theme music of any western including High Noon)

    Red River (classic portrayal of life on a cattle drive)

    Stagecoach (beautiful western-stellar cast-badly done in the remake-probably belongs higher on my list)

    My Darling Clementine (absolute best version of the Wyatt Earp saga)

    The Searchers (finding the daughter at the end was quite emotional for a western)

    High Noon (starring Gary Cooper-Academy Award for theme song)

    The Outlaw Josey Wales (my choice as Clint Eastwood's best though any Eastwood western could make this list)

    Nothing in filmdom ever entertained like the good guys versus the bad guy westerns. I salute all the western heroes of yesterday, today and tomorrow. They have filled my life, and continue to do so, with untold hours of pleasure. I could go on for at least another five pages, but I don't want to take the chance of you losing losing your readership.

    So long kemo sabe, your unc.

    P.S. Don't forget Trigger, Champion, Tarzan, Silver, and the other equestrian stars.

    P.S.S. For any western that someone thinks belongs on this list...it probably does.

    Action Figures?

    Action figures are really big right now. Any movie or t.v. show that comes out usually has action figures that go with it.

    The Matrix, Austin Powers, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, these are some of the more logical action figures that are out there. Some of the weirder action figures I've seen...characters from Saturday Night Live such as Gilda Radner as Roseanne "Roseannadanna", John Belushi's "Samuari", and the "Goat Boy". But probably the strangest action figure I've seen is the Janis Joplin action figure.

    O.k. moms, run right out and buy your daughter the latest role model...a hopped up blues singer who ends up killing herself on an o.d of heroin. Where's G.I. Joe when you need him?

    I can't wait for the Robert Downey Jr. action figure.

    Junk Drawer

    Robert DeNiro won the Best Actor Oscar in 1972 for his performance as the young Vito Corleone in the movie "The Godfather Part Two".

    This was especially impressive since all but 4 of his lines were in Italian.

    And I Quote
    (more or less)

    Science

    In 1942, movie star Hedy ("That's Headly!") Lamarr teamed up with composer George Antheil to patent a radio-controlled torpedo system. Their system is still used today extensively in military communications.

    Kal's Pals Trivia

    Which Kal's pal unearthed the remains of the original Ferris Wheel from the 1893 Columbian exposition in Chicago?

    Dave K.

    Who the Hell are You!?


    Giddy up Rosie!

    Name:
    Rose Francis E.

    Birthday:
    September 20, 1958.

    Birthplace:
    Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

    Occupation:
    President of DEE Janitorial Supply.
    "When you think clean...think DEE".

    Current Home:
    Chicago.

    Working On:
    How to use the computer.

    Worst Job Experience:
    Working in a candy factory.

    The Last Good Movie I Saw:
    "What Women Want".

    The Book I've Been Reading:
    "The Whoopi Goldberg Book".

    Favorite Pig Out Food:
    Leon's frozen custard. It's the best.

    Nickname:
    Ro.


    Mom & Linda, mom and Ally (Linda's daughter)

    Favorite Performer:
    Barbara Streisand.

    Prized Possession:
    A coral tie pin that my father gave me.

    People always think I'm:
    Nice.

    I'd give anything to meet:
    Barbara Streisand.
    Editors note: Oh mom, say it ain't so.


    Mom & pop now & then.

    Favorite Annual Event:
    Dennis invites our Milwaukee friends over for a cookout at our Wisconsin house.

    A really great evening to me is:
    Going to my nephew Anthony's restaurant in Fox Point (he's a great cook).

    My Fantasy Is:
    Buying a quick pick ticket for one dollar and winning the big lottery.

    The One Thing I Can't Stand is:
    People who say they're going to do something and then never do it.

    If I Could Change One Thing About Myself:
    Nothing.

    I'm Really Good At:
    Baking and cooking.

    My Most Irrational Act:
    Starting DEE Janitorial in our basement.

    If I've Learned One Thing In Life It's:
    Things don't come easy, you have to work hard if you want something.

    Major accomplishment:
    Having two beautiful children.
    Editors Note: Who the hell would they be?
    Proofreaders Note: Speak for yourself. Hobbies:
    Sewing and gardening.

    Three words that best describe me:
    A good grandmother.


    Mom and Sammy

    The Kevin Connection:
    Well, Rose is my mother and has known me all of my life.

    Technically, she has known me longer than anybody else on this planet.

    9 months longer.

    Nice job with the gestation mom.


    Mom & me.

    Favorite Mom Moment:
    I have tons of favorite mom moments but I'll just hit a few here...

    As a little boy my mom used to make "picnics" for me all the time. She would make me little cheese sandwiches and spread a blanket out in our living room and let me eat my lunch on the floor. I used to love that and I still do it today, except now it's with a bottle of whiskey and it's more like passing out on the floor, but it's kind of the same thing.

    At about this same time I was watching a "Marx Brothers" movie with my mom, I asked her why the curly haired one (Harpo) didn't talk and she told me that "when he was a little boy he used to swear a lot so God took away his voice". Nice try mom.

    She was right about one thing though; one time when she caught me smearing gobs of "Dippity Do" into my hair she told me that if I did that again I'd go bald. DOH!

    Over the years I have done many things to contribute to the gray hair of my mother; I set her on fire once doing a magic trick, I almost gave her a heart attack when I was arrested for assault when I was 12, not to mention my foul language, drinking, and general misconduct & bad behaviour in public. She hasn't disowned me yet.

    I guess I'll just have to try harder.

    And in closing...

    The election of George W. Bush as President has reinforced my belief in one of the most basic concepts of the America. The concept that anybody, and I mean anybody, can become President of The United States.

    If this barely literate, hee-haw hillbilly, puppet of big oil can do it, then anyone can.

    I once had a one eyed, one armed, retarded monkey named "Booboo" as a pet. All day long Booboo would pick his ass and then sniff his finger. That's all he ever did. Pick and sniff. Pick and sniff. All day long. He was just too stupid to do anything else.

    For the next 4 years you're going to wish Booboo was sitting in the Oval Office.