Overheard at Party City: “They need to take that down, it’s so disturbing.” More like it’s so disturbing, LEAVE IT UP FOREVER, amiright?
Just saw, no joke, a stealth fighter flying low and heading towards Pimlico. Guess the infield has gotten completely out of control.
It’s endearing to remember that Led Zeppelin were drug-crazed ’70s rocker sex gods but were also really into hobbits and shit
David Raposa: “CONFIRMED: You can make a living as a media pundit if you’re able to divide up to three decimal places and have absolutely no shame.” You should never judge a book by its first couple of chapters, never mind the preface.
David Roth: No reason not to, though, if there’s no reason ever to acknowledge you did. And there’s something kind of of-the-moment about the idea of live-tweeting the Moby Dick contract that Pujols has gotten. Depressingly of the moment. “I don’t get this chapter about knots or why it’s here. This could wind up being the worst novel in history.”
If you don’t read these Yakkin’ columns you don’t know anything about joy! This one finally makes the Moby Dick knot chapter joke I’ve been waiting for all my life. (True fact: an English prof friend of mine, when I asked if Moby Dick was worth it, said, “Well, it’s the great American novel, but it’s also the great American WHALING novel.”)
That said, he is keen to prove that boredom is not, as many boredom scholars have posited, an invention of the Enlightenment, when leisure, introspection and self-absorption came to the fore.
Helen Zaltzman, The Observer (via thebeautifulsentence)
PROBABLY you should be following this Tumblr if you like pretty sentences, which I’m pretty sure you do.
Oh, man, remember this guy? President, 2001-2009? Ring a bell?
Is Charlie Crist saving his big coming out moment for when he’s definitely linked to all the embezzlement that went on under his watch? Maybe! Until then, we just have a little hilarious extortion.
