“ All I do is lie, and that has made me immune to compliments.
David Sedaris, The Santaland Diaries
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“ Listening to Garrison Keillor try to sing doo-wop is like watching a dog try to open a gate with its paws.
David McCreath
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The Producers - “I’m Hysterical!”
One of my favorite movie scenes ever, with one of my all-time favorite lines:
Ooooo…I fell on my keys.
Man. That Zero Mostel had one of the proudest and most self-aware combovers in Hollywood history.
Bon Jovi - “She don’t know me”
I unironically love this song.
Great power pop tune that thinks it’s a metal ballad. (One thing: Neil Schon called, and he wants his pull-offs from “Don’t Stop Believin’” back.)
And the video. Well. The video is a semiological tour of unfortunate 80s decision-making.
R.E.M. - “(Don’t Go Back To) Rockville” (live)
Had this ep. of The Cutting Edge on VHS and watched this song over and over.
Looks like somebody’s Mom was cutting both Peter and Mike’s hair in exchange for lawn care.
Took Eleanor and Mad to New College today.
This is the student union where an extraordinary amount of my early 20s was spent eating cafeteria food, checking my mail, listening to the jukebox, laying things out in Aldus PageMaker, and drinking one thing or another.
I also — for one amazing semester in 1989 — had the uncanny ability to defecate in the Ham Center Men’s Room precisely at noon every weekday. It was a gift. An extraordinary gift.