September 2010
Last night was one of those 3-dollars-in-my-bank-account-until-that-check-clears, home-too-late-to-hit-the-grocery-store kind of nights so I had to make do with what was left in my cupboard. Aaaand since it’s been like this for a couple of days, I was down to the nitty-gritty. You know — the stuff that you don’t eat but you don’t throw out because it has a shelf life of 25...
Soup: Greg Giraldo Interview →
michaelianblack:
Greg was a guy I knew from comedy. We hung out a few times, did a couple shows together. I was struck by his immense intelligence and good spirit. He died yesterday after an accidental prescription drug overdose. I’ve been upset about it since I found out: too many talented…
Boy. That interview hits a little too close to home. Ugh. I had a post-it on my desk for most of...
Jerry: Oh no you don't! Osgood, I'm gonna level with you. We can't get married at all.
Osgood: Why not?
Jerry: Well, in the first place, I'm not a natural blonde.
Osgood: Doesn't matter.
Jerry: I smoke! I smoke all the time!
Osgood: I don't care.
Jerry: Well, I have a terrible past. For three years now, I've been living with a saxophone player.
Osgood: I forgive you.
Jerry: [Tragically] I can never have children!
Osgood: We can adopt some.
Jerry: But you don't understand, Osgood!
[Pulls of wig]
Jerry: I'm a man!
Osgood: Well, nobody's perfect!
My father made me watch "Some Like it Hot" years ago, probably when I was in high school. This was his favorite scene, and what he considers one of the best closing lines in cinematic history. I agree. *Yes, I know this is a Jack Lemmon scene but losing TC made me think of it.
All the girls are getting bigger butts because they’re, like, doing...
– OH in Midtown (two dudes standing in the entrance of a garage, scoping women out as they walk by. [trust me, boys, it ain’t pilates for me — it’s banana cream pudding]
A few years ago, my grandmother, once an incredibly smart, caring social worker and born-too-late hippie who suffered from Alzheimer’s the last seven years, was visiting my parents for the weekend. I took her to Harrisburg airport so she could fly back to Pittsburgh. Since I wasn’t flying myself, I had to get a guest pass to walk her to the gate.
Of course, this guest pass seemed to...
‘Fur adorns everything this year,’ which means you and I are in good...
– My mother, reading from a fashion magazine.
Sh*t My Dad Occasionally Says
Mom: Why are we watching this game? You don't like the Cowboys or the Redskins.
David: Oh the Redskins are historically Dad's second favorite team.
Mom and Me: What!?? Why?!?
Dad: Just because they have the balls to keep their name.
Is it okay to judge someone purely on the fact that they use :O) and that they use it a LOT? I don’t mind the use of emoticons but I prefer :-) over :O) and :) over :-). It’s sort of LOLing vs. haha-ing. I don’t LOL. I haha. Or I ha! and on a rare occasion I have been known to heh.
Wait. Where did that brownie go that I was eating?