Now is the winter of our discontent made slightly less awful by the fact that there are still some great movies in the theaters. If you were looking for a strong movie in 2011, chances are good you were looking in the wrong place. Check the list of major box office hits and you’ll...
As much as I hate all of the airlines’ checked baggage fee imposition, it has resulted in the cultivation of a skill I never thought possible for me to claim: the art of packing light. I am still probably best characterized as an insane over-packer, but on trips that require domestic air travel, my...
Mrs. Biscuette and I went down to Midtown Arts last night and saw Young Adult. I’m not ashamed to admit, I really love Diablo Cody. Juno was a movie I expected to hate (and I’m still not big on Ellen Paige), but really loved. Cody’s writing is smart, snappy, poignant, and funny. Young Adult...
One of the artists I’m most excited to see expand and develop this year is Jhameel. He first caught my attention when I stumbled upon a video of him covering T-Pain’s “Buy You a Drank.” Before you smirk, let me explain. He loops an expertly-plucked violin while singing over a simple preprogrammed beat–but the...
Pursuant to the titles of my recent posts, I need or desire the following: 1.) A Nixon Shock (preferably delivered by Abe Froman while on a 4-day cruise and acceptable in music form as well); 2.) A lot of string; 3.) More fingers; and 4.) A socket set. Moreover, specifically excluded from my...
Wowza. From the AJC, a group of dumbasses who have organized themselves around the name “Hoe Haters,” and called themselves a “gang” came into the Dekalb County courthouse and started a fight. Good lord. Even more sad, some members of the “Hoe Haters” decided that whatever the “Hoe Haters” stand for was worthy of...
I took this at the Union Square subway station in New York yesterday.
The funniest thing about these videos is the level of erudition and intellectual seriousness the questioners display before asking about the size of the lantern-jawed, beautifully coiffed Mormon politico’s endowment. And no, I do not mean a scholarship set up in his name. By way of our friends at Mediaite, obviously.
I received a phone call on my ipiece today from Chicago, Illinois. I normally don’t answer calls if I don’t recognize a name on my caller ID, but I have watched Ferris Bueller’s Day Off enough times in my life to delude myself into believing that it might be Abe Froman, the sausage king...
It finally happened. I forgot my wallet in my office and found myself at the head of a grocery line with groceries splayed out on the conveyer belt and no way to pay for them. Ugh. I asked the cashier to set them to the side, telling her that I would come back for...
