Lieber, Abrams and Lindelof deliver the mental masturbation a la Thomas Pynchon while Sherwood Schwartz delivers the Divine Comedy a la Buster Keaton et al….
Take that, postmodernism!
JOB
May You Be Well on Your Three-Hour Tour Before Gilligan Knows You’re Dead…
June 30, 2010 by at 5:10 pm
Hinderaker on the Kagan nomination
June 30, 2010 by at 3:01 am
I have a theory.
June 29, 2010 by at 5:11 pm
It’s wrong, of course, but theories are fun!
So, suffering and death. How do they make you feel?
Angry? Try heavy metal. (Metallica)
Sad? Try emo. (The Cure)
Pensive? Try folk. (Neil Young)
If, on the other hand, you opt for the popular “Sensual pleasure makes me forget about suffering and death!” route, try pop. (Gaga?)
Friend of Korrektiv (FOK) Ironic Catholic (IC) Wrote a Book (A+)
June 29, 2010 by at 1:04 am
And she’s throwing a party to celebrate.
Working at Jobs We Hate so We Can Buy Shit We Don’t Need
June 29, 2010 by at 12:46 am
Matthew’s post reminded me of this scene from Fight Club.
The Difficulties of Human Chemistry
June 28, 2010 by at 6:21 pm
Remember this ad from the ’90s?
Variation: Men have sex to relieve stress. Sex brings children. Children cause stress. So men have sex to relieve stress…
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