Nicky K. and running shoes

Here’s a cute ad from Brooks shoes. Back in 1979, 1980 or so, they would take the back cover of Runner’s World.

Эти туфли убивают меня.
(Eti tufli ubivayut menya)

It’s Khrushchev (Хрущёв) banging his shoe on the podium at the UN. A fairly famous incident.

The slugline reads, “Sometimes a comfortable shoe can make all the difference in the world.”

Not being a Russian speaker, I took the magazine to my high school cross-country coach, Greg Baranoff, who is. And he started laughing at great length. When he finally caught his breath, he translated:

“These shoes are killing me!”

Rhino snot pie

Lexicon. Mildly derivative of Bill Cosby’s routine of having a rhino for a pet. This takes it one step further, and refers to how servers sometimes get stuck with specials they know are dubious, but they have to flack to the diners anyway.

“Tonight we have artisanal, free-range rhino snot pie as our special dessert…”

By extension, anything hoisted on service people as something they have to enthuse over:

“Well, they seem all-in for the 7-cylinder hybrid sports wagon.”
”Rhino snot pie. I just loooove this car!”

“I’m glad…”

Bernard: I believe you know each other.
Sir Humphrey: Yes, we did cross swords when the Minister gave me a grilling over the estimates in the Public Accounts Committee.
Hacker: I wouldn’t say that.
Sir Humphrey: You came up with all the questions I hoped nobody would ask.
Hacker: Well, Opposition’s about coming up with awkward questions.
Sir Humphrey: And Government is about not answering them.
Hacker: Well, you answered all mine anyway.
Sir Humphrey: I’m glad you thought so, Minister.

Yes, Minister, S1E1, “Open Government,” written by Antony Jay & Jonathan Lynn

Lexicon for the final line, which those who know me have oft suffered from. Here’s the bit as performed: