1928-2009
You tell anybody anything and I will carve my initials in your brain dish. I'll bash your skull into a vegematic like a bad cabbage, and I'll have a party on your head. - Angela to Jerry in "The Good Samaritan"
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Daily Musing
Socially acceptable way to be creepy: operate a Budweiser FanCam for WGN, during Cubs games.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Daily Musing
You discriminate against bruised fruit. Fructose confined to a dark, mushy legion near the rind is not how God intended to distribute natural sugar within a piece of fruit. It's obscene.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Daily Musing
Due to connectivity issues, you are no longer able to surf the net while watching TV. Now how will you conduct up-to-the-minute fact checks on House M.D., ensuring Hugh Laurie isn't blowing smoke up your ass?
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Daily Musing
You can't decide which was worse: The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas or Miracle at St. Anna. Both were just so god-awful. Just wondering.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Daily Musing
Too much mayonnaise is still not enough for the sandwich artists at Subway. They slop that shit on like it's a cure-all.
Friday, May 29, 2009
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