The Obama-Che connection?

Interesting column in the LA TImes about how the artist who created the Obama Hope posters used the famous Che Guevara look from his iconic photograph as his model:
So it shouldn’t be a surprise that L.A. artist Shepard Fairey, in his design for a Sen. Barack Obama poster, looked to Korda’s Che. Fairey’s Obama is not wearing a beret, and he’s looking left instead of right, but his face tilts at the same angle as Che’s. His jaw is set with the same willfulness and strength, and he too is gazing recognizably upward into the future (hasta la victoria siempre . . . ). Obama’s eyes, though, are filled not with righteous anger but with vague and lofty hope.
I have a feeling Parsnip is going to have a field day with this one.

Thanks to Everybody for Coming Out to the Bards

Just want to thank all of you who made it out last night. WTF? History was made, as I cancelled my first quizzo since the Nick’s Roast Beef days. Network executives are not happy about these summer ratings. And the question is being asked: Has JGT jumped the shark again?

Taking the Gloves Off

Quizmaster Chris vs. Big Daddy Graham. Currently one regular segment features him (Big Daddy) telling the Greater Philadelphia area what snack he’s going to eat, and then we all get to hear him chew it. I swear I’m not making that up. Orson Welles is clearly not running things over there.
Bill Clinton vs. Vanity Fair.: “[He’s] sleazy,” he said referring to Purdum. “He’s a really dishonest reporter. And one of our guys talked to him . . . And I haven’t read [the article]. But he told me there’s five or six just blatant lies in there. But he’s a real slimy guy,” the former president said.
Dick Cheney vs. West Virginia. (Note to West Virginia: lighten up.)
Rick’s Steaks vs. The Reading Terminal Market.

Larry Mendte in Better Days

Long before this whole Alycia Lane debacle broke out, Larry Mendte took a few moments to talk to johnnygoodtimes.com readers about the false rumors his dad spread about watching TV in the dark, bananas in the fridge, and the ghosts at the General Wayne Inn. Incidentally, JGT’s attempts to make Lane jealous by writing for Kerri-Lee’s blog (today: I pay homage to Chuck Barris) have been entirely unsuccessful.