West Blogger Almost Meets Other West Chester Blogger

So I'm in West Chester at Iron Hill Brewery on Friday for the Mug Club sampler and I look out the window and who do I see? Kimmie, from the West Chester blog KimDeC. Just a bit of background:

- We've never met

- We started commenting on each others blogs recently. She even wrote a post about a Mexican restaurant in West Chester called Don Gabriel's. I've never been there but went there on her recommendation. And it was great.

- I know what she looks like because she has pictures of herself on her blog.

- She doesn't know what I look like as there is only one picture of me on my blog but my face is hidden.

So, I DID NOT introduce myself as I left because I was thinking it would go like this:

Me:Is your name Kimmie?

Her: Yes.

Me: Do you have a blog?

Her: (getting nervous) Yes?

Me: Well - I'm Dr Zibbs - creator of That Blue Yak.

Her: POLICE!!!!!!

As a side note, I was wearing a suit and I'm normal (on the outside) so it wouldn't have been like a homeless person limping up to her. AND she even said later - via her blog - that I should have said hello. Anyways. check out her blog and tell her Zibbs sent you.

Also, I'd love to hear any stories about how my readers have met any "real people" as a result of their blogs.

Chicken Fajitas Recipe Animation

I'm going Mexican tonight. I'm about to make some Chicken Fajitas for dinner. I've made them a many times but thought I'd go online to find a new recipe. I was watching some fajita cooking on the YouTube then came across this odd animation called Chicken Fajitas. It's pretty funny.

Wake Up People. This You've Got To See

What's funnier than a reporter getting hit by a toboggan? I can't think of anything Check this out:

West Chester Driver Considers Taking Up Instrument While in Exton

I was just listening to this Violent Femmes song while driving through Exton. The kick ass xylophone playing makes me want to take up the instrument. I'd start introducing myself as "Nubs"* because I bet that's what the xylaphone sticks are called. I'd be kind of like Sticks on Happy Days but I'd be Nubs. And believe me, my nubs would be with me at all times. You know - so I'd be prepared for every xylophone opportunity that came my way.

I can see me now - walking into the Exton Mall and pass a few trash cans? Yup, I'd whip my nubs out and go to town. Skinny skank wearing a tank top walking through Malvern? You guessed it - out come the nubs and me - Nubs - would start playin' her ribs.

While you listen to Gone Daddy Gone, imagine me - Nubs - at 1:20 into the video looking at YOU and giving a little wink and pointing my nub at you. I bet you'd never forget it.



*Feel free to start calling my Nubs. If the name starts to bother me after a month, I think I'll have to pick a different instrument to master.

Hurricane Ike May Create New Fans

With all the people following Hurricane Ike, the odds are very high that some people out there in TV Land will start to build unhealthy obsessions with their weather person. Like the guy in this video.

(Alice, do you know this guy? He's from Canada too. Saskatoon Canada.)



"I watch you all the time."

It's Raining Like Crazy In West Chester

It's really raining like the devil in West Chester. Rain.Devil...Devil's Rain..... The Devil's Rain.

That the name of the movie that used to scare the hell out of me as a kid . Well, not the movie - but the trailer. I saw the movie for the first time a few years ago and guess what? It wasn't scary. But it did feature Shatner so - you know...Here's the trailer:

Happy Birthday George Jones

Country Singer George Jones was born on this day in 1931. Celebrate by watching this creepy video of a record spinning and the photo of George Jones just staring at you.

Idiot Kanye West Arrested At LAX

Kanye West doesn't like paparazzi. This dope picked the worst day to be a dick at an airport - Sept. 11. To read the CCN story and see video of him smashing the camera of the paparazzi, click here.

If I Was On Pit Watch, I'd Make A Game Of It

I would never put anyone in a pit in my sub basement like on Silence of the Lambs, but if I did, and I didn't like the person I think it would be fun to mess with them.

After they were finished applying their daily lotion and were really tired from a a long day, I would lower a whole fryer chicken into the pit. The great thing is, the chicken would be on fishing wire so it would look like it was actually flying. Could you imagine someone jumping to get a chicken and then the chicken "flies" out of their reach just at the last second? Kind of like when you pretend to pick up a hitchhiker then you pull ahead just as they're about to grab the door handle and then you say, "I'm just kidding, come get in." - then you do it again and again.

And what if you put a Mr Microphone IN the fryer? I would probably talk like a parrot and say things like, "Better luck next time. Better luck next time."

I'm just laughing thinking about it.

Google Images Reveals All About West Chester Blogger

Do you know when you hear a complete stranger talk, you've never met them before, but you know exactly what they're like? Imagine hearing this true babble (needs to be read fast, loudly and with rage for true impact):

"..They won't let me see my OWN grandchild when I want. Is that right? Is it?...Sure, I'll I can drive a half hour to babysit but can I drop in anytime? No.

And look at that house. I started buying them Snowbabies to decorate their house..I go over there...not one in site. Not one! Ohhhhhh..Snowbabies aren't fancy enough? Well listen up Missy, I've collected snowbabies and all my sisters collected Snowbabies. We're Snowbabies people. If you don't like them then at least don't deprive my grandchild of the Snowbaby experience.

That's it, next time I'm invited to babysit, I'm bringing Snowbabies. I don't care. Am I right? Am I right?"

If you're like me, you can tell so much more about this person from what they've disclosed in this rant. What style of pants do they wear? Stretch. What do they look forward to? The Fair. What do they say when a 3 year old falls? "You fall down and go boom."

You see? Sometimes it only takes so many pieces of information to really get to the bottom of a person - which leads me to my point. When people find out that I have a blog and ask what it's about - it's very hard to explain. Even for someone like me - who has an unbelievable command of the language. (You can tell by the big ass words and perfect grammar). Instead of telling them what my blog is about, I simply tell them to do a Google image search* of "That Blue Yak". It tells all. To see the unpeeled layers of my onion, click here.

*I still don't know why some of my more recent images don't show up in a Google search but blog that I've commented on do. Does it help to add information to my pictures (name them) before posting them? Someone please explain. It's the least you can do for getting to read my blog subscription free.

West Chester Blogger Invents Cool, Creepy Gift

My good blog friend Gwen had a great post the other day about the Hug Me Pillow that's offered at Overstock.com. It's a creepy half torso pillow that the ladies can snuggle up to when their man it out of town - (I hear it's also used by the fatties and butterfaces that can't bag a man so they have to settle for a freakish, soon to be tear soaked pillow). Some love is better than none I guess. But who am I to judge?

Anyways, I hate to say, "Whoops -I did it again." - but dagnabit I did. One day I'm inventing Words, Voice Motions - a popular game that's about to be in stores. And the next, I'm making up a song (100% by myself) called "Bubble Up" and the phrase "Bubble Up" is sweeping the nation too. But instead of the phrase coming from the ghetto and movie Up the chain, like, "Hi Holmes? How are you today?" OR "I think I'd prefer to get Jiggy with that thing", my Bubble Up expression has started in my multi-million dollar That Blue Yak headquarters and is moving DOWN the chain. Go figure!

Well, here it is. I unveil to you - "the limited edition, extra fingered Indian dude's hand Hug-A-Lot Pillow". It's pretty much like the Hug Me Pillow but with the added bonus of an Indian dude's hand that has an extra finger on it. I'm also thinking about perfuming the hand with that cologne that Indian people use. So it's authentic and all.

The name is a bit wordy so I'm going to give my readers the opportunity to name the product. Please free to suggest tag lines as well. The winner will receive a Zagnut bar.

West Chester Blogger Unprepared To Craft Amazing Post Today

..So click here.

Hemorrhoid Suffers Independence Day

Many of you immature people out there would laugh at someone if they saw them walking into work with a Hemorrhoid Donut. And because the person also might have to carry their laptop, lunch and other junk, they might have to tie a string around it and wear it around their neck until they got to their desk.

They probably get taunted by other workers,

"Yo Flavo Flav - nice clock. No, it's more like Stinky Flav - OH YEAH." Then the taunter turns to the person they're walking next to and puts their palm out because they've earned a high-5 for the 3rd grade level joke they just made up.

Or even worse, they have to put their head through it and wear it like a big assed necklace. Then, you got some dope running to the top of your building and leaning over yelling, "Look at me! I'm the king of the world!" - Like he's Leo DiCaprio on the titanic and you're a drowning Titanic victim because the roid donut around your neck looks like a life preserver.

Well, not unlike Mother Theresa or Bono, I'm a giver. And today, I'm giving this idea - for FREE to the world. What if the hemorrhoid donut manufacturers printed jokes ONTO these cushions? Then, when someone made a joke about the donut, the sufferer could hold up the donut and show people the joke that's written on it. Then instead of being victim of a joke, everyone would be laughing at the NEW joke and completely forget about the donut. I know. Sometimes brilliant solutions are very simple.

OK. I've done my humanitarian work for the day. Now it's up to my readers to take this idea and run with it.

West Chester Blogger Is Like A Fame(ous) Detective

I received a peculiar comment concerning the video of the J Geils Band (see video in last post). In reference to the video, Jon from Extraneous Kickassery wrote:

"That's a great song and all, but man that video is terrible. Back when I was in high school, our classroom dance routines had WAY better choreography."

Well, that was a VIDEO Jon. Nobody REALLY dances in school. Or do they? Then it hit me. Take away the cap from Jon's avatar and grow some hair....and you're looking at a slightly older Carlo Emperato. So here's were Jon went to school - and learned how to fly...HIGH:

J Geils Band - Centerfold Video

Here's a video of Centerfold from the J Geils Band from the album Freeze Frame. I saw them in concert at the Spectrum in Philly around 1980 or 1981 with my friend Flare. Excellent concert with one of rock's best frontmen Peter Wolf.

Animal Attack Songs Sung By Folk Singers

With gas prices so high, it's really expensive driving all over to buy 45's about animals attacking people - Exton Mall, pick up one - then to King of Prussia Mall for another, then to the Gallery in Philly. I'm going broke. Now I can get all my animal attack records in one place - from The Wilderman:

Good & Plenty Commercial

Here's an old commercial for Good and Plenty candy with a catchy tune. When I was little, some kid showed me how to blow into the box and make it whistle. His name wasn't Charlie .

Fainting Goats Video? I Heard THAT

Do you know that there are goats that get SO nervous that they actually faint? It's true. They'll be running, then maybe they'll see another goat that's about to steal their favorite tin can they just hid behind a tree and they were saving the tin can for a well deserved treat later and BAM. Their legs lock up out of bad nerves and they fall down. They're also called Myotonic Goats.

Oh yeah. And get this. Their origin appears to be traced to the hick state of Tennessee. Who would of guessed? This video shows them:

American Bandstand To Start Your Sept Weekend

I'm about to become a dancing fool this weekend while I try to unwind and contemplate my presidential run. And what better way than to walk out the door like George Gallo to this Barry Manilow song? Now, you have to watch this because you're gonna think - OK, this guy is just dancing like an idiot to this gay song. But wait. At about 44 seconds in he jumps into what I like to call "Style -n- Sass"* with his hands in his pockets. You be the judge:



Also, for those Chester County residents that want to meet me?... (or - who knows - those who may want to fly in - hoping to meet me) - I'll probably be at the Kennett Square Mushroom Festival tomorrow. I'll be wearing jeans or shorts.

* "Style-n-Sass" - if interested in licensing this phrase I just made up, please contact me. I have very low guarantees and royalty rates are very competitive. Serious inquiries only. NO BEAUTY PARLOURS!

Great Republican Convention Gift - PA Shop Has It

"Crackleberry Farm Antique Mall? I aint' goin' thar."

Well you sir may be a fool because if you're traveling west from West Chester and Chester County on Route 30 in PA, it's only a short ride until you hit Paradise, PA. You didn't read that incorrectly. We're talking Amish country. 20-30 minutes from modern civilization.

And you would think with the Amish, with their fear of electricity, Eskimos and things that click that the only they have for sale or barter would be pie tins, doily and frilly fabrics and drawings of "the English" enjoying funnel cake. That's where YOU are wrong. Because on a recent visit there, I found the proof. A good ole' fashion Richard M. Nixon shower nozzle (see picture above).

I'm sure its not too late to have this baby shipped overnight for your lady at the RNC. Go for it.

In case you want to call and see if the Nixon is still there, the phone number is: 717-442-8805.

Important Internet Blogger Donates Time For Word Generation

There is a campaign to eliminate the use of a certain word from usage in our language. I stumbled upon it today. I think it's time that everyone make the pledge. That's when I'll proudly step in and give the world five new choice replacements. A synonym if you will. And you can trust me that I just won't replace the first letter with a "W". That would be too easy.

To see the word, and imagine my reaction when opened the page, click the words: What if we say it in a funny way though?

(and 5 points to the first reader that understands how the picture relates to the story)

Piper Palin Uses Wet Hand As Baby Brush - The Video

Piper Palin Licks Hand Video I believe is going to be the title of this DVD when it hits the stores. Although I'd prefer: Trig - the Wet Down. The following is a clip and highlight of this memorable event from the 2008 Republican National Convention when young Piper Palin licked her hand then used it to style her brother's hair.


(Warning: Alaskan grooming habits may be shocking to residents of the continental United States).

PA Blogger and Candidate Responds To Palin Speech

As people in the know know, I've thrown my sombrero hat into the 2008 presidential ring, the following are my random comments -as a contender -while watching Sarah Palin at RNC:

- Cool dame. Looks good. Nice skin.

- Not a huge fan of the bang swoop tonight.

- When I put on my plastic surgeons hat, I'd say that she needs a very slight nostril reduction.

- The width of her son's tie is circa 1974. And it's loose.

- Future son-in-law thinking, "What the hell am I doing here?"

- She still reminds me of Edith Prickly/Edna Boyle (SCTV - Andrea Martin).

- Uses word "haberdasher"? Puuu-leese.

- Youngest daughter petting head of baby. Licks her hand and then pets. What the?

- She's a straight talker.

- John McCain's mom has freakishly ENORMOUS ear holes. "Maam it looks as if a wasp flew into your ear, let me just reach in with my doctorly, manly hand and get it out...here we go...OK. It's out. ..I got it. ..What?...You didn't feel that?"

- Who thought to have the huge liberty bell souvenir that I got on my 6th grade class trip on the screen behind her?

Job well done.

West Chester Blogger Inspires Others

BREAKING NEWS: The famous blogger "Anonymous" who leaves comments on this blog, Falwless's and others has started his own blog.

You might remember his hysterical comments in the comments section of this blog. One comment was a rant about "Bubble Up.".... - parts of it inspired me to write an original post about Bubble Up? Some claim I lifted it word for word. It's so long ago - who really remembers? I for one don't. It's like if one caveman accidentally made fire and stood around like a dope and the other resourceful fella' actually decided to do something with it - like BBQ a saber-toothed tiger over it.

Anyways, to view his blog, click the words: I need help spending all the Bubble Up royalty checks.

(and don't give the little guy any hassles. I mean, there's no pictures and only two blogs on the blogroll - but it's a start).

Chester County Presidential Candidate Searches For Running Mates

Hello my fellow Americans. As you know, I've tossed my hat - a multicolored sombrero with kickass 3 foot peacock feather into the presidential arena. That's right, like L and S, I like to do it my (our) way. I could announce, like a fool , a running mate. Instead, I need three running mates. Yup. Double the pleasure - plus 1 (that's what she said).

Please leave your suggestion for running mates in the comments. They may be considered. On the short list so far are Chim-Chim, Charo and Buddy Hacket.

In the mean time, go to the post below to see the amazing story - in video format - about my 2008 run for the whitehouse.

"Dr Zibbs - watch out sucka' - I'm onna get ya!" (this means you Barack and McCain)

West Chester Blogger Running For President!

I'm a bit shy about it, but Gwen, from the world famous blog, "Everything I Like Causes Cancer" has outed me. I.Am.Running.For.President.

This is breaking news and for how much I hate to steal the fire from Obama, McCain and all the other dopes - the time is now. My campaign slogan: "Dr Zibbs - watch out sucka' -I'm onna get ya!"

See the video here: http://www.inews3.com/topstory.php?id=44722e205a696262737c4f66205468617420426c75652059616b

Confession Monday - And WCASD Schools Open

I thought the opening day of school in the West Chester Area School District would be a good time to start TBY Confession Mondays. The theme of today's confession?:

Accidents in school. Here's mine:

In 1st grade, at Ithan Elementary School in Wayne, PA (Radnor Township School District). I wet my pants. As it happened, the kids around me stared with curiosity and pulled their desks away. The teacher was good with discreetly shuffling me off to the nurse.

The next day, nobody said anything except for this one jerk who was stopping older kids in the hall and saying, "He wet his pants. HEY. He wet his pants."

West Chester Blogger Goes After Lawrence Welk

So I'm doing my Labor Day pre-party warm up of watching Lawrence Welk videos and I stumble across the most curious thing. Remember that great game I invented that's going to be in stores soon? You know, Words, Voice Motions? Well, one of the examples I use in the game is called "Feathering" (as in feathering/lightly tickling the scrotum/nads).

Well guess what, at about 32 seconds into this video, Bobby performs this exact "motion" on Cissy King chin. Could any of you lawyers out there tell me if I may have a case?

Flight of the Conchords And How to Pick Up Chicks

Whenever I write a song that's gonna try and help me pick up the ladies, I write a singing part in for a friend. Kind of like how the Flight of the Conchords do in this song called "If You're Into It." (Although the theme is VERY similar to Tenacious D's "Double Team").

Dummy...Why Can't We All Just Get Along?

People have wars over the most absurd things. One minute you're having a fun filled conversation - the next your slappin' someone upside da head. The arguments can arise from anything:

Does Sarah Palin look more like Tina Fey or Edith Prickley?

Did the Jesus kill the unicorn in the garden of Eden or did it escape using it's powerful horn?

Is that garment Kim Jong-Il is wearing a shirt or a jacket?

We all know the answers are Prickley, escape and shirt, but is it worth dying for? I ask, "Why can't we be friends?" Now shut up dummy and enjoy this classic: