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It's Better To Burn Out Than It Is To Fade
Well, I don't know about art but I know what I like I'll be a-surfin' in a swamp on a Saturday night.— November 19, 2009 2:40 a.m.
Them Other Humans!
(#14) "Voluntary Simplicity. Thats a keeper! Did you come up with that?" Wish I had but it's old. There's plenty of books on the subject; try _101 Ways to a Simpler Lifestyle_ for a good start.— November 18, 2009 10:14 p.m.
Them Other Humans!
(#12) My God, Pete. "The more you have, the more you need," as they say. I've always found it preferable -- and saner -- to steer in the opposite direction: toward voluntary simplicity. So much better in so many ways.— November 18, 2009 9:46 p.m.
The Incident
Hmmm...prog metal? Not the Porcupine Tree I know, which is mainly _Voyage 34,_ an hour-long mynd-bender in itself. (Get it if you unaccountably don't have it, Andy.) This does sound interesting though.— November 18, 2009 12:27 p.m.
Tipsy and Talkative
"TV, in general, sucks." You just figured that out? P.S. to #23: Puppy's right, Carson shuts 'em all down.— November 17, 2009 10:14 p.m.
Tipsy and Talkative
"It took all the momentum out of the joke, to have to explain who the VP was!" In that situation, having to explain something that obvious to the audience WAS the joke, or a joke within a joke. I've seen him do it a hundred times. But you're right, partly. It breaks down like this: Letterman: Not funny at all but not supposed to be. He's unfunny, so that makes him hip, and hip makes him superior to Leno. Leno: Great staff of writers; a comic who can deliver a joke great and then kill it every time. Leno tells a joke fine and then kills it by milking it -- not explaining it, milking it. So many times I wanted to tell him, "Just tell the joke!!!" Over and over, the writers made me laugh out loud and then Leno made me cringe. Conehead O'Brien: On his old show, his entire shtik could be summarized as "I'm weird. I'm so weird. Look at how weird I am. Isn't that funny? I'm so weird." He somehow got the Tonight Show gig, and Leno took all his good writers with him. The Scottish Guy: Strange, convoluted, stream-of-consciousness monologues that are funny once you understand his humor. I guess nowadays I only catch the musical acts on the late-night shows.— November 17, 2009 9:41 p.m.
Football Stuff
Oh, there's Fumbler too.— November 17, 2009 11:37 a.m.
Hangin' on the Telephone
So I guess you're saying, "I don't have the statistics I said I had, but it's a stereotype, and sterotypes are based on fact." Cased closed, I guess. I'm here all week, folks.— November 17, 2009 12:39 a.m.
Hangin' on the Telephone
I work alone, kid. But I'm not the one who claimed to have knowledge of "all those white men who, if percentages are right, are pedophiles." Let's have those percentages, Rino; I'm calling your bluff RIGHT NOW.— November 16, 2009 11:04 p.m.
Hangin' on the Telephone
Well, now let's accuse other races of molesting children. Question to Reality's Best Advocate: What are the statistics you mention (percentage of white men who molest children? percentage of children molested by white men?), and where do they come from? (I bet I can guess.) NEWS FLASH: Rino, the world IS brown. Every shade of human skin, from Miles Davis to Johnny Winter, is one shade or another of brown on the Frazee Color Chart of Life.— November 16, 2009 7:54 p.m.