Why don’t I ever watch the news? Well, the BBC has now made the answer obvious. They were supposed to have interviewed an online music ‘expert’ about a lawsuit between the Beatles and Apple Computers, but they actually interviewed a cab driver.

And nobody noticed.

Why? Because news broadcasters are complete idiots who know nothing about what they are reporting on and the so-called ‘experts’ they bring on the air are about as smart as cab drivers.

Click here for an explanation from the guy who should’ve been on the air and a copy of the broadcast. Click here for the BBC report of the blooper.

In lieu of the typical goofy blogs about the funny things Melba and I do, I thought I’d share a nice, warm-fuzzy story with you all. We were volunteering for a Marine Corps non-profit gala/silent auction at a REALLY nice hotel in DC. Rep. Tom Davis was there as was Aaron Tippin. Aaron is a country singer – I hate country music – but his bio says he’s had a lot of hits. Anyways, I mostly went to get pictures of those people because celebrities always make a portfolio look better.

As I was taking pictures of all of the guests, 4 Marines arrived, and they were all in wheelchairs. I didn’t really talk to any of them, but I can only assume, based on their age, that they lost their legs in Iraq within the past couple of years.

One item in the silent auction was a Gibson Les Paul Classic signed by Tim McGraw. The guitar alone is worth around $1500-$2000. There was a guy named Paul standing there who was determined to not be outbid – even as the bidding went well past what the guitar was worth. Was he a guitar collector? No. Does he even play guitar? Never in his life. Why was he bidding on it? One of the marines in a wheelchair (I don’t know which) was staring at the guitar and talking about how much he would love to have something like that. Paul overheard the him and decided that for the sacrifice the Marine gave for his country, the least he (Paul) could do would be to get the guitar for him (the marine).

Paul waited by the guitar until the auction closed and had the guitar delivered to the marine. I took a picture of Paul by the guitar, then Paul told me he wanted to do this anonymously, so I won’t post the picture here.

Anyways, just thought I’d pass along that story.

No Red Eye Here!

A few weeks ago, a very stressed out Sammie was testing out camera settings and flashes in preparation for an upcoming shoot. He was especially concerned that the pictures not come out with red-eye. Naturally, I was the one with the flash in my face all night as he ran test after test. I was being especially goofy, trying to jar him from his nervousness. But he was all business. He snapped the following photo of me, hoping my eyes would not come out red.

After taking the picture (with a totally straight face) and pulling it up on his computer, he said very excitedly, and in all seriousness, "No red-eye here, Melba!"

How Do you Spell UPS?

The other night, Sammie and I came home to find the following post-it note on the front door of our building.

We had to pause for a moment, pondering how it was possible to misspell "UPS."

A Question

I'd like to post a question to our audience (all 5 of you). The other day, Sammie mentioned a chronic ringing in his ears. He said it's especially bad when he lies down at night to fall asleep. He shrugs it off as a leftover from his musician days. I see it as a great opportunity for worry--inner ear disorder, brain tumor, etc, etc.

But when I lie down to go to sleep at night, I hear a low, rhythmic grunting. Do you think there's something wrong with me?

May the Fourth be with you.

Oh, I really digress here. I need to find some better jokes. I'm only posting this because over the past couple of weeks our post total is equal to that of Melissa's appendixes. (-1). I removed the Donny Osmond post per request of my mom.

I'll find something better to post soon. I promise.