This is the cover to the issue of Entertainment Weekly that showed up in my mailbox last week: This will be the last issue I receive via subscription unless the number crunchers at Time Warner decide to provide a couple … Continue reading If you’re here ’cause you want to be entertained go away, please go away
I feel a little like this right now. Ah, Michael Kupperman, you never disappoint. Continue reading Every day you see one more card
Your result for The Godzilla Personality Test!… Titanosaurus: The Overlooked Dinosaur Titanosaurus. A dinosaur that lives at the bottom of the ocean. Bad News: There’s a lot of bad news here. First of all, you’re kind of the bastard child of the Godzilla series (You and Battra), having only appeared in one film(didn’t even get your name in the title) and some video games. Your powers also aren’t that great. You can create winds and whirlpools. You have a sonic scream and that’s about it. Good News: You look really cool and you’re pretty tall. You’re a great swimmer. You’re … Continue reading With a purposeful grimace and a terrible sound he pulls the spitting high tension wires down
I seem to be having trouble stringing words together well enough to finish writing about the film we saw this weekend to help celebrate someone’s birthday. So instead, I’d like to share Stephen Colbert‘s suggested slogans for a couple of popular American beers. Bud Light Lime: “It’s like drinking a Bud Light downwind of an artificial flavor factory.” Coors Light: “Delicious–it doesn’t taste at all like Palmolive dishwashing soap.” (Posted simultaneously to “Jelly-Town!”) Continue reading A man’s bar is his castle, and this stool is my throne
Twenty-second in a series… Due credit to the original photographer. (Posted simultaneously to “Jelly-Town!”) Continue reading The last time I saw Jesus I was drinking a bloody mary in the South
When I was work in commercial radio in the mid-nineties, I was desperate for new, different music. This shouldn’t have been the case. I was, after all, primarily working for a “new rock alternative” station. The implication is that the sort of music I was craving would be there in abundance. That wasn’t the case. The most interesting new music stayed behind locked doors while the DJ booth shelves were loaded down with sound-alike bands built on the theory that Nirvana’s music was cool but could use a coat or two of high gloss. In 1995, we didn’t have Sleater-Kinney, … Continue reading One for Friday: Mike Watt, “Drove Up From Pedro”
I found this thanks to Andrew Sullivan, during one of the few moments today when he wasn’t obsessing over Sarah Palin. (Posted simultaneously to “Jelly-Town!”) Continue reading Pink macaroons and a million balloons and performing baboons and …
I’m so very tired. (Posted simultaneously to “Jelly-Town!”) Continue reading Then I got tired of counting all of these blessings and then I just got tired
My best intentions to complete a post with an assemblage of word were thwarted because I wound up engrossed in watching a tennis match. A tennis match I’ve already watched once today. It was much better played than this match: Although, I could watch that match twice in one day, too. (Posted simultaneously to “Jelly-Town!”) Continue reading And you were the one that understood the tennis ball
Twenty-first in a series… (Due credit to the photographer.) (Posted simultaneously to “Jelly-Town!”) Continue reading You’ve cleaned up, found Jesus, things are good or so I hear
Coffee for Two 