Why write more when my home page
will distract you from the real me.
E-mail me here: (written out to reduce spam) ben(at-sign)benpollock(dot)com
Copyright 2006 Ben S. Pollock What kind of shirt are you wearing today? If it’s a T, does it have writing or some graphics? Yes, pretty much everyone wears logo-Ts. This one: Did you buy it, bub, or with luck was it free? Wha’? Well, if you’re wearing advertising, the least you can expect as […]
Copyright 2006 Ben S. Pollock St. Nick came from a family himself, but little is known about them. One relative everyone has heard something about is Grandfather Claus, who is Santa’s brother, with obviously a family of his own, children and their children. Santa as everyone does know rewards good little girls and boys with […]
Falling into the bloggers’ venue of commenting on every darn thing is not the plan of Brick, but when everyone’s doing it? Topic: The 2006 White House Correspondents Dinner’s keynote address by satirist Stephen Colbert. I had not been a major fan of the new series The Colbert Report (pronounced unctuously Colbere Rapport), much preferring […]
I’m no teetotaler, but remarks like this just make me stop and wonder. The article, in the Wednesday, April 26, 2006, Wall Street Journal, by Sarah Ellison, is about Anheuser-Busch Cos. and its chairman, August Busch III. Mainly it explains the purpose it — and the other major American breweries — has had since World […]
The current compromise on the Fudge Project only appears to be a third shorter. (I.e. the Divinity Project but it’s named for the wan confection, nothing religious.) Nothing seems to say what brand hotel will manage the lodging part of the formerly 15- and now 10-story building on the club-cafe strip Dickson Street, where nothing […]
A new ethical quandary in the news media. Los Angeles Times columnist Michael Hiltzik used fake names to publish comments on his blog and on those of others. Some of his creations conversed with one another. The LAT blog was suspended; the dude apparently still has his print outlet. Mea culpa. When Brick got its […]