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Monday, July 09, 2007

The Blog Wars are on hiatus?::::::Dean Ericksen has hightailed it into Central America

You may recall that a Blog War erupted recently between All This Is That and Almost There in No Time. A few shots were fired, and then suddenly, the Editor-In-Chief of Almost There In No Time hightailed it into Central America.


Does this mean Dean Ericksen has raised the white flag?; that he has surrendered after the first shot like, say, the French Government might have in a skirmish? Or is he in Costa Rica to sample the marching powder? Or has he taken his entire family (a lovely bunch of people by the way) to Nicaragua to indoctrinate them into the insidious and nefarious Marxist Sandinista culture? Or is he in hiding, scathed by the withering attacks from All This Is That and its legion of fans and readers?



Dean Ericksen and Jack Brummet in happier Times

You can run, but you cannot hide, Dean Ericksen. I encourage our readers in Costa Rica and Nicaragua to seek out Mr. Ericksen, and hector him at every opportunity. You don't just walk away from a war; you win or you lose, but you do not just take a powder!


Recent posts about Dean Ericksen appearing on All This Is That:


Word about Dean Ericksen Spreads Around The Internet
Further reader submissions of Dean Ericksen Stories And Photos
The Gathering Storm Around Dean Ericksen
Blog Wars--> Boycott This Blog: Almost There In No Time
At Last! Dean Ericksen Begins Blogging!
Dean Ericksen's review of the Grammys
Dean Ericksen's Metro Melodrama
President Bush drunk at Camp David
Photograph: Dean & Jack In California
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Sunday, January 13, 2008

Laura Bush puts the mark on George Bush/President Bush rumored to be hitting the bottle




Thanks to Dean Ericksen of the cogent, concerned, and controversial blog, Almost There In No Time, for pointing this one out, despite the ongoing blog war with All This Is That (ATIT vs ATINT).





According to The Globe, "GEORGE BUSH and wife Laura are headed for divorce - again - after she left claw marks on his face during a furious fight over his boozing, White House sources reveal. The president was left with a bloody three-inch gash along with a smaller cut. Our world exclusive reveals the shocking details of their explosive showdown - and what their future holds."

Relevant links re: Almost There In No Time:

The Blog War, continued
Word about Dean Ericksen Spreads Around The Internet
The Blog Wars are on hiatus?::::::Dean Ericksen has hightailed it into Central America
Further reader submissions of Dean Ericksen Stories And Photos
The Gathering Storm Around Dean Ericksen
Blog Wars--> Boycott This Blog: Almost There In No Time
At Last! Dean Ericksen Begins Blogging!
Dean Ericksen's review of the Grammys
Dean Ericksen's Metro Melodrama
President Bush drunk at Camp David
Photograph: Dean & Jack In California
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Saturday, June 02, 2007

At Last! Dean Ericksen Begins Blogging!

Dean Ericksen finally leapt in and started a blog. . .right here on BlogSpot. Dean is a longtime contributor of weird links, stories, and ideas to All This Is That.

Some of the articles by/about Dean that have appeared over the years on All This Is That:

President Bush drunk at Camp David (references Dean's Eggnog recipe)


Welcome Dean. . .this should be fun.
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Sunday, July 01, 2007

Word about Dean Ericksen Spreads Around The Internet


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Since publishing our expose of Dean Ericksen's activities, we have been innundated with horror stories, photos and other examples of his degenerate lifestyle as well as the development of his nefarious cult. Dean Ericksen Must Be Stopped seems to be leading the charge.


Click to enlarge - Ericksen enjoying drinks with an old friend

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Thursday, September 24, 2015

A colloquy between Dean Ericksen and Pope Francis

By Jack Brummet, Religion Ed.


 My Brother-in-law and friend Dean Ericksen  chatted with Pope Francis last night.  "Pope Francis sent me an instant message last night. Here’s the transcript:"

Pope: Hey, Dean.
Dean: Hey, Pope - how is DC?
Pope: Good - did you see the Fiat?
Dean: Yep. Product placement?
Pope: I’ll forget you said that. Did you catch Empire?
Dean: Nope. I’m always late to these things. Still haven’t finished Breaking Bad. You?
Pope: Tivo. Had to talk with Boehner tonight. That guy …
Dean: He’s a cryer.
Pope: He cries about the wrong things. Anyway - Declan moved into the dorm yet?
Dean: Friday. Time moves on. You’re not coming to Seattle - right?
Pope: Not planning on it, but I have some flexibility. Did you see Xi?
Dean: <smirk> Yesterday. High strung. Probably the jet lag. We stopped by the new Paseo, up from your church on 15th.
Pope: What happened to the old Paseo? Wait - north of St Alphonsus?
Dean: Yes. Long story. The con-gusto is still decent.
Pope: Good. Hey … have you thought again about converting?
Dean: Converting from what? To what? Let’s not talk about this. It’s late.
Pope: Come on - have you seen the church lately? Kick the tires, it’s a new ride.
Dean: Same deal on contraception, women, gays, etc. Kudos on the other stuff though. Nice work.
Pope: Alright. Blessings to Mary and the Kids. Buenas Noches.
Dean: Good night. Enjoy NYC.

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Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Dean Ericksen's review of the Grammys



My friend, and brother-in-law, Dean Ericksen weighed in with his take on Sunday's Grammy awards. As usual, it was an interesting take. . .

If you'd like to read other Dean emissions on All This Is That, I highly recommend you check here, or here.


I didn’t see all of the Grammys last night, but I feel like I saw enough to say: yeah! Right on!

The highlight for me (and music lovers everywhere) had to be Lionel Ritchie doing “Hello.” That one kicks my ass every time. Puddle. Of. Tears.

Rascal Flats are super. I’m a big fan. I saw them last night for the first time, sharing the stage with that little Jezebel Carrie Underwood – how could they even hold their instruments with her Farah-Fawcett-hair tossing around? Observation: if you’re going to play Hotel California, play the whole f***ing song. Jesus. It’s practically our national anthem and they chopped it up like scallions.

Poor Ornette Coleman. Why on earth do they put someone with that amount of dignity in the middle of this circus. He deserved better than a pat on the head.

I wanted to see the Police, but I missed ‘em … I bet that Clarke, a known-Police-o-phile will have a critique. I did see the promo photo of the three of them; Sting has arms like a pro wrestler. Big guns. What’s with that?

Christina Aguillera has pipes. I was impressed. Smokey Robinson appears carved from wax.

Reba looks good. Reeeeebah! Raunchy lioness!

How about those Dixie Chicks! Love that one song.

FYI: I’m sorry that I called Carrie Underwood a Jezebel. She probably isn’t.

Sorry for this email, it’s only function is to work-off a little coffee.

-Dean


Copyright © 2007 by Dean Ericksen
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Thursday, June 28, 2007

The Gathering Storm Around Dean Ericksen



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It looks like a storm has erupted over Dean Ericksen's entry into the world of blogging. Unfortunately for Dean, the moment he hit the net a firestorm over his character erupted.

Just today, someone sent us a new web site that is trolling for tales of Ericksen's misdeeds. And a picture of him with a well-known despot. And those are just the things we feel comnfortable publishing.



Ericksen's days as an internet impressario appear to be drawing to a rapid denoument. You may recall this story first appeared here, followed in rapid succession by dozens of other blogs and news outlets.


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Sunday, June 24, 2007

Blog Wars--> Boycott This Blog: Almost There In No Time


The proprietor of Almost There In No Time, a favorite blog of NMBLA members,
as well as the NRA, the Republican National Committee, and Ralph Nader.
One follower describes Ericksen's eyes as "penetrating and insidious.
When he looks at you it's like a hypnotist's watch."

An insidious presence has crept into the "blogosphere." Dean Ericksen, a native Seattleite and environmental executive, recently initiated a scandalous blog known as Almost There In No Time. Mr. Ericksen is slowly and insidiously building a cult following in the Pacific Northwest. One person who escaped his clutches told All This Is That "Ericksen plans to increase his following until he has the numbers to make a national splash. . .and what he plans on doing will make David Koresh's conflagration look like a marshmallow roast, and will make the Jonestown Massacre look--literally--like a kool-aid party. His intention is to create such an apocalyptic meltdown that he will be long-remembered. Unlike some of those other leaders, however, he has no intention of going down with the ship!" He increases his following by preaching a strangely polyglot mixture of several seemingly incompatible philosophies, not unlike, say Heinrich Himmler or Adolph Shicklegruber himself. "He's able to pull it off, " one former cult member told All This Is That, "because unlike most of those other wackos, he doesn't seem to be in it for the sex, or the money."

Ericksen's blog is listed as a favorite on the websites of the National Rifle Association, the National Man-Boy Love Association, The King County Republican Party, the American Nazi and Communist Parties, The Junior League, Aryan Nations, Volksfront, the VFW, the fraternal orders of Elks, Moose, and Eagles, The Masonic Lodge, The National Vanguard, White Revolution, the National Alliance, the G.O.P., the Moral Majority, as well as the individual blogs of Charles Manson, Oral Roberts, Mark David Chapman, and the entertainers Celine Dion, David Hassehof, and Rosie O'Donnell. How does this seemingly random stew of no talents, hate groups, and political reactionaries join in agreement about one blogger's website? I have no idea. But I do know that Mr. Ericksen needs to be stopped well before he reaches critical mass. Perhaps it's even too late for that. One well-known deprogrammer said "it's virtually impossible to deprogram one of his followers. Once Ericksen has rooted into their psyches, it is very difficult to evict him. It's like zombies; once you cross the line you don't go back."
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Wednesday, July 06, 2011

A Salute To Dean Ericksen

By Pablo Fanque, Mona Goldwater, and Jack Brummet



One of our favorite contributors to All This Is That is having a birthday today.  Dean is one of our most active tipsters, and often leads us to new and fertile meadows of starting points, content, warped stories, and strange and wonderful images.  And, to top it off, he is funny, handsome, and facile at crossing the generational divide.  He has fans from the octogenarians down to the one-year olds.  Happy Birthday, Dean Ericksen!


Click here to view Mona's photo retrospective of Dean


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Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Dean Ericksen's Metro Melodrama

My brother-in-law and friend, Dean Ericksen, sent me this vignette. Wow.
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I know these facts:

So this guy comes up to the bus stop on Leary and 15th. He’s a gulf war vet. He is carrying a guitar. He asks me if the tree above is an apple tree. I look at the tiny fruit and confirm, yes, it is. I ask him about his guitar. He said that he’s re-learning to play after 16 years. We talk for a while. He said he’s a songwriter. He shuffles through his large backpack and pulls out a CD player and headphones. The CD player is actively playing (it wasn’t turned off). He slaps the phones on my head. It’s a slow, R&B jam. Smooth, but lo-fi. It’s him alright. He’s singing, “I need a girl, to whet my appetite...” Whet it for what? Anyway I swayed and smiled approvingly, and then a woman comes up and pushes a bunch of Jehovah’s Witness literature into his hand. He thinks she’s cute, and pretends to show interest in the magazines as he sizes her up. She twirls her hair with a finger and acts coy. The bus rolls up, and both of them look at each other like “will this be our last chance to find love?” They part; the moment is bruised.

This happens all over the world all of the time. It’s time for God to drop the love bomb.

-Dean

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Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Beaten to the punch? A disgruntled Jimmy Dean sausage customer



My fierce competitor Dean Ericksen has beaten me to the punch again. Jump here to Dean's blog to hear one of the very best viral audio files of all time. . .a disgruntled Southern Man, a Texan actually (Randy Taylor), unloading on the Jimmy Dean Pure Pork Sausage complaint line.

An excerpt:

"You've got three men who weigh over 200 pounds apiece, a woman that's a little plump--Scotch girl--and a daughter who's 13, and you're going to try to take a 12 ounce roll of sausage and a couple dozen eggs and feed that, it ain't going to work. And I'm not going to purchase your product anymore or ever again. And as far as your 16 ounce maple and sage, I don't eat that. I'm not from the North. I'm a Texas man. Jimmy Dean sausage is for southern people to eat with their breakfast with their fried eggs and their T-bone steak."
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Saturday, January 08, 2011

A Dean Ericksen retrospective

By Mona Goldwater
Society Editor

Since I joined the staff, I have read through the entire All This Is That Archives and noticed dozens of images of Dean Ericksen.  Many are unattributed, but most appear to be the photography and Photoshop work of Pablo Fanque and Jack Brummet.  Here are some of my favorites:






















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Friday, September 08, 2006

Dean Ericksen's dream!

Regular readers may recall Dean's Ericksen's earlier appearances on All This Is That. . .the most recent one is here. He sent me and another friend, Tanya, his dream this morning for explication.

Naturally, I imposed a most scurrilous (and Freudian) interpretation on the dream. But I'll leave it to to y'all to judge for yourselves. . .

"OK. So, it all starts when I’m invited to a big party (a wake? It’s hard to tell) at Frank Sinatra’s house. Frank’s house is in Redmond [Wash.] . It’s large, but not moviestar-large; it’s in an upscale new development. There’s a big front yard covered with chairs for the guests. The only celebrity that I can see is George Burns, with his stereotypical cigar and check-coat. I expect to hear some crooning from the microphone, but nothing much is happening. "

"Apparently I have a backstage pass, as I find myself wandering around in Frank’s modestly appointed home, mixing with random people, and eating pistachios from an ashtray. A woman introduces herself to me. She is Frank’s grand-daughter; she is about seven-feet tall. It’s not long before I find myself getting busy with her on a pile of cardboard on Frank’s patio. The logistics of this coupling are non-sensual, mechanical, absurd. My heart is just not in it."

"Anyway, I pull myself together and wander back in to the house. A Mafioso grabs me by the arm and says that Frank would like to see me. I’m led to a door, and told by the man not to make fun of Frank’s little sister. The door swings open and Frank is sitting on a huge leather chair in a smoking jacket. Next to him on a stool is a porcelain statue of a Victorian-age girl. Frank begins to laugh maniacally and his face turns the color of a pomegranate. "
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Wednesday, August 29, 2007

The Nicaraguan toilet paintings of Masaya


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My brother and sister in law, Dean and Mary, brought back an oil painting for me that they discovered in Masaya, Nicaragua, at one of the art markets. You can read about their trip at the notorious Almost There In No Time.

When they saw this canvas, they knew just who would love the work. As it turns out, Dean Ericksen told me there were dozens of paintings of people sitting on the toilet in the art stalls! I have researched this up and down the 'net and been unable to find any references to how this genre of painting came to be popular in Masaya, Nicaragua. I may have to travel there to find the answer. Dean did say that much of the art clearly mimicked popular or well-known painters, like Diego Rivera or Posada. Clearly there was some germination point, and I am hoping one of our readers can either find information, or may even know about this subject matter. Clearly, the palette is Mexican/Central American. The colors, tilework, and spartan furnishings of the bath absolutely remind me of baths in places I have seen or stayed in Jalisco and Nayarit.

The painting is on stretched canvas. The stretcher bars are not the traditional ones we use in the U.S., but they are mitered. The bars don't seem to be interlocking, but they are tight. The canvas itself is fairly light. The canvas, along the edges is clearly not primed, but I think it may be primed under the actual face of the canvas, where the oil paint was applied. Instead of the canvas staples we use, the canvas is attached to the stretchers by small galvanized nails or brads. The paint is glazed with some sort of medium or varnish; I can tell because they missed a very small patch. It almost looks like there was some sort of mistake that was painted over on the yellow wall, and they forgot to varnish that correction. The painting seems to have been signed by "Velasquez" and it seems to have the abbreviation "Nic."

I have seen numerous impressionist paintings focused around the bath, but none with such an explicit focus on the toilet itself. In those paintings, you usually see a zoftig woman combing her hair. In this painting however, the subject of the painting is clearly using the toilet, with her panties resting just below knee-level. I don't know how to explain this one, but I gladly display it, alongside my other treasured folk-art pieces. . .none of which I really know the provenance of. If you just winced, yeah, I know it's tref to end a sentence with a preposition. It's late and I'm feeling lazy. Selah.
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Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Let's get Kinky with Bizzare (and other) Magazines




Thanks to Dean Ericksen for pointing out this excellent article on Gawker. Dean reads Gawker so we don't have to! But look at what we miss! Check out their Best of the Bizarre and photo roundup here, on Gawker. In fact, one of the characters on one of the "girly" magazine covers is almost a dead ringer for Dean himself--I wonder if he put him through school The Hard Way?



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