February 2012
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To the list of things I love
You may add crusty southern ladies in restaurants shouting how they want salad with “vinagrayette” and some extra “brooshitta.”
As long as they aren’t in my party. You go on with your bad self, Paula Deen!
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do-over replied to your photo: Things you can buy from a food truck in Nashville,…
A WHAT???
A Pork Parfait. Layers of mashed potatoes, pulled pork, and sauce. Topped with a sprinkle of bacon.
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Words with coworkers
Coworker: My kid gets up all by himself at 6am on Saturdays to watch Beyblade.
Me: Aren't those what we used to call tops?
Coworker: Yeah. A seven-dollar top. He's got a club at school called the Beyblade Society of Something and he's the president.
Me: You know, children's minds are like little sponges. You really ought to take all that focus and cognitive ability and teach him to count cards.
Obscure search terms leading to fancycwabs.com
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if i could rearrange the alphabet, i’d put “u” and “i” in the...
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I know what you are wondering
And yes, that man had a bifurcated scrotum.
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The Making Of "Homer At The Bat," The Episode That... →
On Feb. 20, 1992, more American homes tuned into The Simpsons than they did The Cosby Show or the Winter Olympics from Albertville, France. A foul-mouthed cartoon on a fourth-place network bested the Huxtables and the world’s best amateur athletes. Fox over NBC and CBS—its first-ever victory in prime time. New over old.
Why the shift? Well, the Olympic programming that night featured no marquee...
Letterboxd
So I have a few beta invitations for Letterboxd, which is like GoodReads for movies. If you want one, just ask.
All claimed! If any others show up I’ll get them to the folks who didn’t get any this time.
Assorted detritus
Tomorrow is shrove Tuesday, the day Jesus ate pancakes.
For Lent, I’m performing experiments in giving up beer*, and trying to get to sleep by 10pm on school nights. I think the sleep thing is going to be more difficult than the beer thing.
Tonight is the first rehearsal for Titanic, The Musical. The production team has instructed us to print out our own copies of the script and score,...
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