I whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore.
The books we think we ought to read are poky, dull, and dry; The books that we would like to read we are ashamed to buy; The books that people talk about we never can recall; And the books that people give us, oh, they’re the worst of all. Carolyn Wells (June 18, 1862 – […]
If you haven’t yet seen my wife’s superb version of this holiday classic, you’re letting the terrorists win.
To be clear, visiting any bar where a bloody dismemberment only warrants a temporary pause from the house band is a pretty bad idea …
I have heard countless tales of woe from hither and yon regarding lost songs and playlists after “upgrading” to the latest version of iTunes and / or activating the awful Apple Music service. I’ve read people crying on Facebook and complaining on Twitter and have received my fair share of frantic emails from family members […]
Every month I get a worthless email from DirecTV touted as my “snapshot”. It’s just a marketing email with links to pay my bill!
It would be really awesome, though, if they actually sent me a summary of my viewing habits for the month instead. “You watched twelve hours of American Ninja Warrior,” for example. Or, “Your living room DVR played 37 hours of the smooth jazz music station this month.”
We have a lot of books in our house. They are our primary decorative motif — books in piles on the coffee table, framed book covers, books sorted into stacks on every available surface, and of course books on shelves along most walls. Besides the visible books, there are the boxes waiting in the wings, the basement books, the garage books, the storage locker books. They are a sort of insulation, soundproofing some walls. They function as furniture, they prop up sagging fixtures and disguised by quilts function as tables. The quantities and types of books are fluid, arriving like hysterical cousins in overnight shipping envelopes only to languish near the overflowing mail bench. Advance Reading Copies collect at beside, to be dutifully examined — to ignore them and read Henry James or Barbara Pym instead becomes a guilty pleasure. I can’t imagine home without an overflow of books. The point of books is to have way too many but to always feel you never have enough, or the right one at the right moment, but then sometimes to find you’d longed to fall asleep reading The Aspern Papers, and there it is.
The University of Florida Alumni Association challenged the University of Georgia Alumni Association in an epic Twitter *.gif battle using House of Cards and West Wing references.
According to The Writer’s Almanac: Beethoven’s “Moonlight” Sonata was published on this date in 1802. Its real name is the slightly less evocative “Piano Sonata No. 14 in C Sharp Minor, Opus 27, No. 2,” and its Italian subtitle is translated as “almost a fantasy.” In 1832, five years after Beethoven’s death, a German critic […]
My five favorite Pixar films:
- Up — 2009
- Cars — 2006
- Toy Story — 1995
- The Incredibles — 2004
- Monsters, Inc. — 2001
My five favorite Pearl Jam albums:
My five favorite Soul Coughing tracks:
- Screenwriter’s Blues
- The Incumbent
- Super Bon Bon
- Soundtrack to Mary
- Unmarked Helicopters
There’s no use in regret. You can’t change anything.
Your mother died unhappy with the way you turned
out. You and your father were not on speaking terms
when he died, and you left your wife for no good
reason. Well, it’s past. You may as well regret missing
out on the conquest of Mexico. That would have been
just your kind of thing back when you were eighteen:
a bunch of murderous Spaniards, out to destroy a
culture and get rich. On the other hand, the Aztecs
were no great shakes either. It’s hard to know whom
to root for in this situation. The Aztecs thought they
had to sacrifice lots of people to keep the sun coming
up every day. And it worked. The sun rose every day.
But it was backbreaking labor, all that sacrificing.
The priests had to call in the royal family to help,
and their neighbors, the gardener, the cooks…. You
can see how this is going to end. You are going to
have your bloody, beating heart ripped out, but you
are going to have to stand in line, in the hot sun, for
hours, waiting your turn.
by Louis Jenkins, from Tin Flag: New and Selected Prose Poems
My wife is still pretty awesome. Baby It's Cold Outside – watch more funny videos
My five favorite songs from 1973:
- Radar Love — Golden Earring
- Live and Let Die — Paul McCartney
- Stuck in the Middle with You — Stealers Wheel
- Sweet Jane — The Velvet Underground
- Kodachrome — Paul Simon
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