If you want to watch the Rays, I recommend the Durham Bulls instead. $20 home games, Thursdays are dollar hotdogs. And we still sit stand to sing “Take me out to the ball game.”
If you like him, find a copy of his collection of essays “One Man’s Meat.”
Don’t let the out of date title dissuade you. His writing is simply marvelous.
Mulder and Scully or Tooty and Muldoon. You decide.
A man asked me last night what publishing needs to do for literary fiction to begin appealing to men again. I said, as nicely as I could, that, with over 2,000 books published every Tuesday, of which many would appeal to men, it’s not a publishing problem, it’s a men problem.
Stuck somewhere? Need assistance? Expectations of representation? Basically, the “don’t count on the government to help you” switch has been turned on since January 2025.
Best line ever in filmdom is Redford shouting at Ron Liebman, “Murch, you ass, it’s the wrong roof!” in The Hot Rock.
Better by far than Ocean’s Eleven.
He’s our Idi Amin.
My wife has purchased the AI of granola. It looks right, smells right, tastes sort of ok if granola is supposed to taste like maple-walnut infused beach sand.
“Lord, I’m coming home to you…”
(Not soon enough)
These little Hummel motherfuckers are Seig Heiling and goose-stepping.
I’ll pull their porcelain asses right out of the clock, don’t think I won’t.
On February 23, 1455, Gutenberg printed his first Bible. On February 25 he got the news. Happy anniversary to the sharp-eyed son of a bitch who found the world’s first typographical error. And oh, by the way, AutoCorrect doesn’t know how to spell that word. Hooray for irony.
A craving for pi. To the nth degree.
Been sitting here for the better part of a commercial break during a baseball game, trying to figure out what kind of food sweet-and-sour shouldn’t go on. Coming up blank. Gonna go buy some chicken nuggets. And S&S sauce.
Where would I buy a toothbrush for my semi-colon?
Out in front of Open Eye Café in Carrboro North Carolina. Someone just walked by and broke wind very loudly, and another someone responded “10 point 0 from the French judge.”
I’m faint with suppressed giggles.
“Welcome to the penal colony of French Guiana, whose prisoners you are, and from which there is no escape!”
I wish they would deport me. My family came to the US from Scotland by way of Canada.
Times New Roman.
Sigh.
If you have not already seen it or even if you have, see the film “Lincoln.” It demonstrates that history shows we have a capacity for phenomenal meanness, and incredible good. George Pendleton was a foul human being, and Thaddeus Stevens, a righteous man.
Not me, but my dad. He once sat down to lunch at the only table with an empty seat in a café in Charleston South Carolina, and introduced himself to the person sitting across from him. It was Tennessee Williams.
So I hear that the government is insisting that social media sites reveal anti-ice activities. I say only a total cunt uses ice.
Don’t miss “The Eagle Has Landed.”
Duvall, Michael Caine, Donald Sutherland.
We’re going to have to Bastille the shit out of this.
Maybe hid fewer bodies, too?
You totally need to watch the film “Please Stand By.”
A sweet, fresh look into that very subject.
How do you do I
See you’ve met my
Faithful handyman…
If possible, watch the version of Apocalypse Now Final Cut from 2019 - Coppola’s preferred variation.
I love your genuineness!
Kimberly
The man who was the executioner for Louis XVI was also the executioner during the French Revolution.
For some reason that troubles me.
