Here A Ball, There A Ball, Everywhere A Ball, Ball

Welcome to (Bow) Tie o’ the Day #2. It appears to be made by DRY CLEAN ONLY. It has no other label on its tie-pidermis. It was probably created by Sister Who Wishes To Remain Nameless. It most likely calls itself Bow Tie Which Wishes To Remain Designerless.

Shirt is a short-sleeved Bugatchi, covered in a bunch of pastel blue (and a darker hue of blue) circles, on a field of yet a lighter blue. And yes, the circles resemble balls. And speaking of balls, I’ve told you before that even Mom thought Vinnie had cute ones. I have also referred to them as Vinnie’s Christmas Balls. Well, here is Roxy with her new holiday Easter Balls. She got right into the whole Easter colors theme for this picture. Notice that she made her left eye turn bright green for the tblog, while simultaneously turning her right eye a springtime yellow. The tblog models have all been wonderfully cooperative and gracious. Note that Roxy is, however, without neckwear. She has such a ball-track mind that when one is within her mouth’s reach, she can’t remember how to tie a Tie o’ the Day. I gotta learn her to multi-task.

 

 

And Another Thing About Neil Diamond

Tie o’ the Day #1 is giving us a no-named designer, licensed by PEANUTS. Ah, Woodstock! Flying with an Easter egg. I love me my Charlie Brown/Peanuts characters. Pigpen is my fave, engulfed for time and all eternity in that cloud o’ dust. Even his Easter egg would be dusty, I’m sure. Shirt is from Urban Pipeline–a Kohl’s manufacturer. The shirt’s scenery sets a warm attitude for us all. So sing some Patsy Cline with me: “See the pyramids along the nile…”

And here’s a Chuck Brown aside: When Boston was born, his head was…interesting. His head was a Charlie Brown head. Robbie was paranoid about Bos’s head’s shape, and about how it loomed over his minuscule body. Of course, Bos’s head took its proper shape in no time at all. And Bos’s body grew into it (under it?) just fine. I still see a hint of a round, Chuck-esque cranium on Bos, but he is one handsome charmer.

The other thing about Neil Diamond, as promised by the above heading: That man can still sing. Powerful, full-on voice. Hasn’t lost a beat. In fact, I think I prefer his older voice. It is a touch deeper, with just a pinch of gravel. And I mean “gravel” in a good way. A Bonnie Raitt way. A Leonard Cohen way. And Suzanne declared Mr. Diamond officially still hot to look at. Suzanne does not lie, so believe her.