Perhaps I’m a glass half empty person (actually, my glass is half empty, I didn’t really like what I was drinking, and there’s a spot on it). Still, what’s the other half? It could be reprocessed chemical waste for all we know.
Open thread.
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Perhaps I’m a glass half empty person (actually, my glass is half empty, I didn’t really like what I was drinking, and there’s a spot on it). Still, what’s the other half? It could be reprocessed chemical waste for all we know.
Open thread.
by $8 blue check mistermix| 111 Comments
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Grading on the Correspondents’ Dinner curve where mildly funny counts as rolling on the floor, this was pretty funny.
If you have the patience to watch, here’s Obama’s speech and Joel McHale’s routine. In the part I heard, he got in a few good cracks, but Colbert will never be topped.
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From commentor Schlemizel:
I have been very jealous of all the flower pictures on the Sunday garden chat. We just lost the snow out here on the tundra and survived 2 weeks of steady rain (not an exaggeration). Got out today to uncover beds.
The attached are flowers I only know as “snow bells” they occasionally pop up before the snow is even all gone but are late this year.
I think they’re Siberian squills. Anybody else got an opinion?
From commentor Max:
The daffodils have come. And also, now gone. This is from last week.
I picked up what I thought was a cheap single pot of purple petunias. I actually got a cheap six pack of pansies. Now I have six potted pansies. OK, whatever.
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Diamonds Are A Girl’s Best Friend from Emmylou Harris on Myspace.
Does anyone still read Gentlemen Prefer Blondes? I mean the novel, not the variously fluffy musical/movie productions. It’s presented as the diary of a thunderously unintelligent young woman. Lorelei Lee — not her original name — beats an attempted murder rap in Little Rock, gets sent to Hollywood ‘because such a beautiful young lady as I deserves to be in the motion pictures’, is discovered (by implication, doing ‘naughty flicks for gentlemen’) by the rich-but-socially-substandard Chicago Button [manufacturing] King, and moves to Manhattan (on his dime) to enjoy all the best of the Jazz Age. Despite her plaints that people ‘seem to want to misunderstand’ why so many increasingly rich and powerful older men would take such pains to assist a silly rabbit like her, she has the carnivorous efficiency of a Chlamydia trachomatis bacterium… which is why I think Emmylou Harris’ flat-affect heartland tones best capture the spirit of Lorelei Lee.
(There’s even a section where a besotted Greenwich Village poet bestows an expensive bound set of Joseph Conrad’s novels on Lorelei, who quickly passes them on to her part-time African-American maid… except for the one with the unfortunate title, because ‘that would have been a terrible false pause’.)
Almost a hundred years later, and the only significant difference seems to be that the modern negotiable-affection gift is luxury vehicles instead of jewelry…
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What is everyone up to? I didn’t even bother to watch the nerd prom tonight because I am already in physical pain and didn’t need to bring mental anguish into the mix.
What, John Cole is hurt, you say? Quelle surprise!
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, two weeks after learning I need bifocals, I pulled a muscle in my lower back… getting out of bed.
Shawn is at the bar shooting pool, and I am sitting here with an ice pack watching Orphan Black.
I think I am on the winning end of the equation even though my back hurts like hell. New SNL tonight, although I did have to use the google to figger out who the hell Andrew Garfield is…
*** Update ***
A friend of mine from when I was a kid sent me this picture:
That’s my buddy Judd (he’s a university prof), me on the swing with the FUCKING SOCKS, my friend Brad who is now a Lt. Col (or maybe full bird now) in the Army, and a guy named Chris Bolender who I have not seen in 30+ years because they moved away when I was 12 or so.
I have no idea what the statute of limitations is on child abuse in West Virginia, but if a case can still be made, those clothes might be enough evidence for a solid case. We look like the Bad News Bears who got beat up by the cast of Breaking Away.
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Here are my picks (based solely on intuition and affinity for names):
Care to venture a guess?