July 2008
June 2008
Speaking of the first lady of Iran (weren’t we?), what’s the joke about Muslims fucking through a sheet?
If David Amsden hadn’t written about sleeping outside in New York four years ago, I imagine someone would be now with the official NYC OEM Go Bag strapped to their back.
Rex has started chronicling his “self-loathing” New York conversations and microtheories. I know “certain people” will HATE it but, like anything worth despising these days, that’s an honor and largely by design. He warned you. I’m the rare “him” in this one and I would just like to reiterate that none of “this” matters.
Karina adds an interesting story with Svenonius at SilverDocs.
If you spent the afternoon watching VH1’s History of Rock ‘n Roll (given the stock Sunday options you could have done plenty worse) and specifically the Bob Dylan mid-60s, then Ian Svenonius’s “Eat the Rocument” essay is a must read. Fortunately I have scanned and uploaded it for you. It’s included in The Psychic Soviet, a book I am now re-reading for the 78th time. I suggest you search the Internet hi and lo for it. Going direct will help. Here’s a favorable review that reaffirms my advice so you really have no reason not to trust it. Your effort will be rewarded, for once. [Previously: Searching for Eternal Truth]
Can you believe Kate Hudson was actually nominated for an Oscar?
Homework for Keith Gessen: listen and read.
Alec Baldwin is ten times the Jew I’ll ever be.
Despite their butlers, Jaguars, and accents, with this headline, Canadians prove to be crass Americans too.
Maybe Colbert was right tonight when he said Austria could be a prime candidate for inclusion on the Axis of Evil. Change your summer vacation plans accordingly, because a quick scan of my gay and animal rights Google alerts reveals disturbing developments. European backwater is rising. Watch this space for updates.
A man, a plan, a Chuck Berry tattoo, fedora: “I don’t want to hook up or anything, I just wanted some semi-anonymous vindication for that embarassing gaffe. If you ever want to listen to Nation of Ulysses Records together, though, I’m totally down with that. Do you own a record player? Wait, what kind of question is that? Of course you do.” [Soundtrack: J Church - “Panama” / NOU - “Diptheria”]
The Falls is about as The Gates as Fudgie the Whale is Carvel Santa.
But That’s Just Me. Would you believe I said “sweet” before seeing the first comment?
Too self-explanatory even for “How It’s Made.”
Bite-sized chunks of explanation re: long pictures that I can’t suss out how to burn to my iPod Touch or WiFi to my DVR-er.
