Hello, my name is Worthington Warhol, and I am an acquaintance or our dear but mischievous friend Richard. In fact, we actually are members of the same country club, and I determined that our friend Richie is the author and creator of WASP 101 due to my many visits to his home. I don't think he expected a local country club member to be reading his blog but in fact, I do. After some recent discussion, I expressed my interest in starting my own blog, but Richard convinced me that I should participate in his blog by assuming the role as a guest writer. Delighted that he proposed such, I accepted and I will be doing occasional posts and filling in when Richard cannot maintain the blog.
Now that we are introduced, let me tell you a little about myself. I am a little bit older than our young 31 year old Richie, as I am 42. Like Richard, my father is a farmer but we grew up living the WASP lifestyle. However, I personally consider myself to be a bit of a Dandy/Trad, and I do dress a little differently than Richard. However, his ensembles are smashing and he is known as the cats meow around in these parts. However, I will not display any photos of myself for posting purposes and therefore, I chose a photo from the Life magazine archive that depicts me. Which kid looks like a Dandy......yep, that would be me in my adolescent youth. Slicked back hair, plaid socks, darted tweed suit, and plaid tie was one of my classic ensembles.
So again, I say hello to the WASP 101 readers, and I look forward to many postings.
-Worthington Warhol
23 comments:
Hm, I don't think this is a ruse because this guy can actually spell.
Welcome Worthington!! Blogging is a lot of fun, but addicting.
You can always do what Rich does and just photograph yourself from the neck down.
Took you a whole week to develop this character?
She didn't really have the flu, did she...
Nothing wrong with being from farmers.
I smell deceit....
Ah oh boy, you see Richie told me to expect rude comments from anonymous posters. But I will warn you, I am not as nice as our ole' chap Richie.
I like how the playlist includes "Moonlight Sonata" by Mozart (sic).
1. "acquainatnce or" for "acquaintance of"
2. "role as" for "role of"
3. "cats meow" for "cat's meow"
Is this enough proof that WW is actually someone else?
No doubt this new arrival is a former high school football All-American who ran a 4.1 40 and was poised to become the reincarnation of Frank Merriwell at Yale when his football career was tragically ended by crippling bunions on both feet.
Wow, we are getting more and more farmers here. Dickie, I didn't know your father was a farmer? That strikes me as odd. Not in a bad way, just odd. You, and what little you have explained about your father dosen't envoke "farmer"
And no, there is nothing wrong with being a farmer. I love it.
Wow, your school was so tame. Mine generally looked like this:
http://cache.daylife.com/imageserve/04Sp8rS0Cl9tB/610x.jpg
Poloist - Though my father did not originate as a farmer, he decided to get into it many years ago. I do enjoy visiting his farm, and I have worked on site while staying there on many occasions. Glad to see you back, and I hope all is well in Arkansas...(hope that is correct).
Love the photo.
Dickie,
We have our power back, and I have taken the tower in for a little look. Everything is fine, however I am unable to log into my own blog for some odd reason, hence the “Test” I advised you to delete. I used your blog to log into mine, and if I were to click on the “new post” nothing happens. Everything else seems to be running fine.
I think it’s a nifty idea that your father is a farmer and that you “help” out on visits. So what type of farm are we talking about? Horse, cattle, sheep, what? What is it that you do when you help out? I think you should write a post on your duties during these visits.
Well got to go, it’s V day, and the wife is already giving the evil eye. Plus, I have lots of work to do in the morning. I have to drain the fuel from the generator, and start the massive clean up of moving brush from the fields, not to mention the burning I’m going to have to do. Uhhhhhh! I’m tired already just from the thought of it all.
Welcome, Worthington. Looking forward to your thoughts.
Poloist,
My father owns chicken houses, about 200 head of cattle, and several horses. He makes most of his money from the chickens which are layers, and that is followed by the cattle. He makes some income from breeding mares with some of his studs, but the horse farm is mostly just a hobby for him.
Most, about 95% of my neighbors are chicken farmers, not layers. I’m sure you’ve heard of Tyson Foods. They are based here in NWA, along with a few others.
We raise cattle and have horses, but none are for breeding purposes. I can understand how he is making his living farming, as poultry is big at the moment.
Welcome. With a surname like Warhol, however, you can not possibly be a WASP. What's next, Tripp O'Malley? Winthrop Bernstein? Chip Giovanni? Let's get real. Although, years ago, I regularly used to play squash against a Jewish chap called Kevin Klipstein (Knollwood Dr.), whose father tried desperately to pass himself off as Old New England stock. Those of us in the know, certainly knew. If you're going to talk about WASPS here, at least make it sexy.
Laguna Beach Trad;
How on earth does a guy named Klipstein even attempt to pass himself off as "Old New England stock"?
I would love to know the premise of any such conversation.
"My maternal grandmother was a Winthrop"
Richard and Worthington:
Whicj country club do you guys belong to?
Good one! If Worthington is 42 -- like he says -- than why would he be in a 1958 photo? Pshhhh. It would've been slightly more believable if you just said Worthington was around 70.
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