A Modest Post, Modestly Written
‘Tisn’t
To mourn his passing as we celebrated his life, I say we all buy a copy of Frank McCourt’s obituary, display it prominently, go on and on to anyone who’ll listen about how well it balances humor and pathos, but never actually get around to reading the damn thing.
‘S’not alright
Damn, I always liked this guy, and not just because his surname’s a homonym for an archaic adjective. Assuming he’s not lying, googly-eyed felt heads oughtta roll. Christ, sockpuppetry? That’s just embarrassing. Gives a whole new meaning to “D.C. Madame.”
I Am Become a 2 to 3 Degree Rise in Temperature, Destroyer of Worlds
In retrospect, offering his god a peanut was an ill-considered negotiating tactic.
UPDATE XXIV: A reader informs me via e-mail that the way it is is not, in fact, “this,” but rather “that.” Could there be a more perfectly illustrative example of the obseqiousness of the bootlicking careerists in our power-worshipping beltway press?
Area Hack Continues to Bite Onion’s Style, Garner Approving Links from the Easily-Amused
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