“Emotionally speaking, I’m feeling a bit like a Superfund site.”
“Yeah, well, our job is to get the ‘d’ out of there.”
Monthly Archives: December 2005
Fun With Uncle Kridley
I had lunch with Dirk, which was fun as always, today at Maria Elena’s. (Toward the end, it was not merely fun, but exciting, as something went seriously wrong with the electrical lines in the area, causing a series of loud explosions, at least one downed cable, and a pervasive reek of ozone and burnt insulation. Good times, good times.)
Dirk also felt obliged to point out that the stories on Anacrusis are not merely extremely short, but exactly one hundred and one words long, no more and no less. I hadn’t realized that they obeyed such a strict form; the knowledge only inspires additional respect for the author.
Anacrusis
Dirk sent me a link to Anacrusis, a collection of short, short fiction, a while back, and I had the Devil’s own time finding it again. To ensure that that doesn’t happen a second time, I’m saving it here for future reference. “Bridget” is still my favorite for the nonce, but I’ve a lot of catching-up to do.
Pope Palpatine I
“Mommy, the Vicar of Christ on Earth is scaring the shit out of me.”
The Corner
“It’s a nice place to visit…” Or something.
It is claimed that this is an actual unretouched photograph.
How To Eat Sushi
This fabulously weird tutorial video is so understatedly done that you could be forgiven for thinking it’s serious — right up until the point where it starts talking about protected species, anyway.
Vin Diesel Facts
Are you as fully informed about Vin Diesel as you need to be?
The Size of Things To Come
McSweeney’s Internet Tendency offers us a chance to glimpse the future of portable music, in the form of leaked documentation for the iPod zepto.
The Preznit on Global Warming
For some reason, I was never a huge fan of Will Ferrell. His turn in MTV’s parody of “The Matrix Reloaded”, however, first made me think that I should consider changing my mind. His dead-on characterization of George W. Bush seals the deal.
Apropos the Commander-in-Chimp, last night I was stopped at a light behind a bumper sticker which read:
My child is an Honor Student
My President is a moron
Alas.