March 21st, 2009 § Comments Off § permalink
“I failed in a very important way in my personal life.” via CNN.com.
Eliot, baby. Sweetcakes. This is not an apology. This is not making amends. After all, we have it willingly or no, imbedded in our brains, fuckhead, that you had sex with a hooker with your socks on. Stylish, silk business socks? Little clocks up the side? Were they the kind that stay up by themselves (no pun intended) or did you wear little garters, Eliot. Cookie-baby.
Not that I want to know. I think that’s the point.
“I think one of the largest, most difficult tasks that he has is to control the outrage that is brewing in the public, sympathize with it and garner it, but use it to get good policy, not policy based upon anger …”
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March 19th, 2009 § § permalink
via Breaking News and Opinion on The Huffington Post.
Honey, I don’t think that’s the question at all. I think you’ve got it backwards.
The real question is, How Fucking Dumb is Alan Greenspan? Ke-rist. If I had known all these years that the head of the Federal Reserve was smarmy in love with Ayn Rand—I mean, what does it take to disqualify someone—don’t you just hate the bureaucracy? Fools appointing fools, and into these forever jobs. Perhaps the election of President Obama heralds the breaking up of the Old Sod’s Network, in a meaningful way. Anything not business-as-usual. Anything okay with the Under-Forties is A-okay with me.
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March 17th, 2009 § § permalink
I received a pretty email this morning from the pretty Persimmon Tree, An Online Magazine of the Arts By Women Over Sixty, and as those of you who have paid attention know (and there will be a quiz) I more or less am a woman over, gulp, sixty.
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March 9th, 2009 § § permalink
Like clockwork, the Apple tablet rumor blossoms again, from Gizmodo to Fortune to CNET and back. Tis spring, everyone else shows off their little netbooks, and we Macusers, saplings just as likely to bend as anybody else, say, I want one! I want one!
Especially this year, the catchy name: netbook.
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February 27th, 2009 § § permalink
The problem with the New Age folks—and you don’t need me to tell you they are a problem, do you?—well, pick an analogy, they are thick on the ground like spoiling fruit:
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February 7th, 2009 § Comments Off § permalink
February 2nd, 2009 § Comments Off § permalink
Bill Hicks on Letterman, Finally …the routine began with a segment about a new TV show he was going to do called, “Let’s Hunt and Kill Billy Ray Cyrus.”
The next episode, Hicks said, was—even better—going to be
“Lets Hunt and Kill Michael Bolton.”
I once tried to explain, on a YouTube comment list (talk about futility) why Michael Bolton was despicable. Read the rest of this entry »
January 14th, 2009 § Comments Off § permalink
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
And never sat once at the head of the table
And didn’t even talk to the people at the table
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
What has always kicked my ass about this song is this next line, showing off as audacious a leap in meaning and lyric as I can recall ever seeing.
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level
The words themselves seem a little strange … but I don’t think anyone fails to get what they mean, what an artist of the young Dylan’s caliber made them mean.
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