Saturday Night Music: They All Laughed
Another day, another Gershwin tune from Shall We Dance: Continue reading Saturday Night Music: They All Laughed
Another day, another Gershwin tune from Shall We Dance: Continue reading Saturday Night Music: They All Laughed
Nein, nein, nein.. Do you guys realize how thoroughly this has screwed up my already-composed “Cain Mutiny”post for Monday?? Work, work, work, work, work. Tommy Continue reading This has screwed up my entire Monday morning post.
In honor of the chest cold currently rampaging through my home and circle of acquaintancs: When’s the last time you were sick, and what did you have? A. Continue reading Weekend Question Thread
The shipboard scene fromShall We Dance with music by George Gershwin and lyrics by his kid brother Ira. I suspect you’ll recognize the players: Continue reading Friday Night Music: Walking The Dog/Beginner’s Luck
Gov. Deadeyes is apparently trying to find a way to keep those dirty hippies from showing up for all these annoying protests at the state Capitol. His solution? Charge them for it.(Check out the policy) According to the MJS, Scott Walker’s administration has decided that it will hold protestors liable for any costs associated with their free speech. Yes, that’s irony. Or stupidity. Or a Constitutional violation. Or maybe a shithead trifecta. In any case, the policy took effect Thursday and will have a “learning period” through the middle of December. The goal, the administration notes, was to clearly identify … Continue reading Free speech at $50 an hour
So we should do this more often: Leave. Mr. A and I went away for the Thanksgiving weekend, and when we came back Tillie had put on an entire pound and was eating like a bitty fluffy horse. Her face has filled out, and she looks like a ferret now instead of a tiny zombie roadkill raccoon. She’s even started to play a little, batting at toys and Bucky to see how that goes and then heading back for some hardcore napping. A. Continue reading Friday Ferretblogging: Improvement Edition
Wisconsin wingnut Charlie Sykes, as usual, has no idea what the fuck he’s blithering about. Most apartments, even crappy ones, have at least a small shitty air conditioner and many will have a small, shitty microwave. Which incidentally you can buy both from a secondhand store for almost nothing, or get off Craigslist, or garbage-pick for when summer is over. But this isn’t about the actual stuff or how life really works out here or what we consider poor. You see, if you can police someone else’s choices, then you don’t have to think about the system in which they … Continue reading Charlie Sykes is a Lazy Ignoramus
I’m feeling themey this week so it’s time to follow up Porterpalooza with some Gershwinmania. Here’s Frank Sinatra and the divine Miss Peggy Lee: Continue reading Thursday Night Music: Nice Work If You Can Get It
I’ve avoided the recent revival of 3-D movies like Mitt Haircut avoids the truth.Hugo is the first 3-D film I’ve seen wearing those stupid glasses. I still don’t care for the process: both Dr A and I had mild headaches and a bit of motion sickness at the end of the latest Scorsese opus BUT the 3-D effects were well done and not merely gratuitous. In short, they didn’t just throw shit at the audience and see how much of it stuck to your silly glasses… More knowledgeable people than me, such as the great Roger Ebert, have pointed out … Continue reading Hugo
FromAlbum4 Once again one of our corporate overlords shows that his steeley, manly Galtain exteriorisn’t even facade deep, and underneath he’s just the most delicate of fair (if dead) flowers . Well, bless his little three-sizes-too-small-heart, especially given Mr. Cooperman hasn’t exactly cried out for fairness, decency, and civility following a generation of librul/left-smearing nicely summarized by theconcluding paragraph/update to this post, or, to cite a more contemporary reference, the fact that hundreds if not thousands of people in recent weeks have been insulted, beaten, maced, pepper sprayed and worse for the crime of peaceably assembling to demand a future … Continue reading Days of Whine and Roses