Strong Beliefs

"I strongly believe that the Hooters concept is something that Israelis are looking for."-Ofer Ahiraz

Check this out.

Henry Miller Reads

From Black Spring & The Colossous of Maroussi. Listen.

How Big is Your Fish?

I'm guessing it's huge. And gorgeous! David Lynch explains.

Amy Sedaris Craft Challenge

See the winners!

See a slideshow of all the submissions!

Hear the interview with Amy!

Hey Sport

Sports are dangerous and tiring activities performed by people with whom I share nothing in common except the right to trial by jury. - Fran Lebowitz

Pavarotti and Friend

Who is Luciano singing with? Nope. Try again... Nope. Ha! You're colder than a bee with a yellow jacket. Click HERE and enjoy.

Grant Morrison Explains It All For You

This video is 45 minutes. Just so you know.

Apple 1984 & Colbert "Wag of the Finger"

Ridley Scott's 1984 Apple commercial


Colbert

A Year in a Life

Why do you think they call them Puffins?

So much big crap these days. The small stuff can be overlooked. Birds and cigarettes. Addiction or just a bad habit? I hope they get help. Our homes may be next.

Presidential Wet Dream

Unlimited execu-power (stripped down post-Watergate), never-ending national security threats. Dahlia Lithwick gives the details here.

Bush's Bunker

He's delusional, he's a sociopath - he's our president.

Justin A. Frank, M.D.: I really think that Bush is not competent to be President. He is unconsciously destructive. He is out of touch with his cruelty. He is unable to think clearly when presented with new information. He cannot do it. He cannot read. He cannot pay attention to the Baker-Hamilton Report. He never looked at that report. He looked at the opening title, about a new way forward or something, and that’s what he’s been using as his slogan now. He is not able to process information. (more)

Resolved

Hey. I'm still wrapping Christmas presents. Really. My husband's birthday was last Friday and I haven't wrapped his gifts, signed his cards or done that really special something for him. You know, bathed the dogs.

Why? I have a problem with time. Like for the past - let's just say several years. I can be "on time." Sure. But the big picture - let's just say for me it's pretty f-ing big. No edges, borders or frames. I thought it was bad when I was doing summer stock and all the days became the same. But things have become even less defined. Don't know what to make of it. Perhaps there will be a pill soon.

But today. Today. I am resolved to clear off my desk.How does this happen? Simple. First the kitchen counter gets covered with this stuff and then I clean up the kitchen and move it to here, thinking I'll get around to putting it away. But it never happens. It builds up over time and this is what I get. I dream of having one of those clean, minimalist desks like you see in Dwell, Real Simple, or Sunset.

I'll settle for some workspace.

So. Today. Since the babysitter canceled, I'm going to enlist my daughter and we're going to have at the desk.

Oops. It's almost naptime.

Friday Random Ten

1. The Treasure Map - Sam's Rot N' Pot N' Pan Band
2. Ain't Nobody Here But Us Chickens - Louis Jordan and His Tympany Five
3. Ring Them Bells - Bob Dylan
4. Rudy Can't Fail - The Clash
5. Handcuffed to A Fence In Mississippi - Jim White
6. The Moose - Woody Allen
7. Wicked Little Town - The Breeders
8. Shine On You Crazy Diamond - Transatlantic
9. Sin Wagon - The Dixie Chicks
10. Revolverlution - Public Enemy
    

David Caruso: Stylistic Genius

Keith Olbermann: Presidential Shitkicker

Keith Olberman's Special Comment on Bush's new strategy of "sacrifice" in Iraq.


Transcript here (Crooks and Liars).
Here's how the First Family Sacrifices.

Bill Hicks Outlaw Comic Doc

Part 1


The rest: here, here, here, here, here, here, and here.

Who Put the Pie?

Yes. I'm aware that there is a general lack of pie on this blog (lot's of furcation though). I hope to remedy the situation in the next few days by posting some pie recipes and possibly even pictures of pies I'll be making.

Random Ten

1. Andante from Piano Concerto No. 21 - Mozart
2. Please Don't Bury Me - John Prine
3. The Christmas Song - Dexter Gordon
4. Riptide - Lou Reed
5. The Hippopotamus Song - John Lithgow
6. The Beast in Me - Nick Lowe
7. Always - Leonard Cohen
8. Frosty the Snowman - Fiona Apple
9. A Small Plot of Land - David Bowie
10. Me & Saddam - Bill Hicks
    

A Matter of Geography

Geography. I'm a firm believer in it - especially when it comes to love, sex, and writing. I've been meaning to post this link for awhile but have been too busy re-reading to myself. Enjoy!

DEEP IN THE HEART OF IT
Where sounding dumb doesn’t equal being dumb.

by Roy Blount, Jr.

My tenth-grade teacher, a remarkable young lady named Ann Lewis, lent me a stack of New Yorker magazines. It was a revelation. As far as I could tell, there had never been a damn Civil War in there. Or a Crucifixion. Nobody even seemed to go to church. People drank a lot, and made cutting remarks, but they were civilized, funny, even high-minded in a Yankee sort of way. My teetotal, faith-based mother wouldn’t have liked them, but you could imagine them passing muster with Mrs. Folger.

In those old New Yorkers I smelled a secular heaven. Well, no, there was scant emphasis on smells, except when Joseph Mitchell, a Southerner, was writing about the fish market, so let’s say I glimpsed it. First chance I got, I went off up to New York. In l968 I became a resident. Kids, divorce, joint custody, and going freelance brought me farther north to semirural Massachusetts, which looks a lot like North Georgia, and I like it (except in February and March), but I doubt I’ll ever entirely settle in.

Here’s what happened when I moved to New York. I hadn’t unpacked my bag before people started telling me, “You’re not from around here.” Didn’t I know that? “I see you haven’t lost the accent,” they would say severely, as if I were willfully convicting myself of narrow-mindedness with every syllable I uttered. (more)