“I wrote 63 songs this year. They’re all about Jeter.” Just kidding. The game we love, the players we hate, and more.
From Norman Mailer to Wendy Pepper — everything on film, TV, books, music, and snacks (shut up, raisins), plus the Girls’ Bike Club.
Helping public schools, winning prizes, sending a crazy lady in a tomato costume out in public.
Monologues, travelogues, fiction, and fart humor. And hens. Don’t forget the hens.
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I love the Superbowl.The game itself, whatever — although we got an exciting one last night, for sure, and 18-1 looks pretty good on Tapehead Belichick — but every year, it means that the NFL …
Fantastic movie — the crowd at BAM Rose Cinema notwithstanding. Get there on time, people, and if for some reason you can’t manage that, please carry on any conversations about where to sit in a …
I apologize for the interruption in service; something that remains unidentified attacked the database server (it may have been one of the comments, although that explanation doesn’t quite add up), and the site went down …
In case you haven’t seen the Tom Cruise Scientology-recruiting clip show that’s circulating these here Webs of inter-ness, you really owe it to yourself to check them out.Erin (or, as I like to call her, …
Hiya Sars,
I’m so deeply mired in a squabble with my now-former roommate, I could really use a sane outside voice to tell me who’s right and who’s wrong. The issue is this: when Roomie and …
“I’m-a get out of this boring movie even if I have to crawl.”
The Grudge gets off to a promising start — the opening sequence with Pullman is startling and effective — but it’s all downhill …
“It’s all ball bearings these days!”
I’m told that Altman’s TV-movie version, The Caine Mutiny Court Martial, is superior to this one; I’ll have to check that out. I read the book back in high school …
Actually, I think Orthodox Christmas has come and gone, but it’s my go-to line for stuff that happens in early January — like tonight’s Guyz Nite show, which starts at 10 PM at Crash Mansion …
“You want the prime minister of Malaysia killed, you can do it your own damn self. Now give me your cell, I’m calling a cab.”
Not an unenjoyable two hours, but Gaslight fell somewhat flat …