First Hezbollah militant: “Bad news, brother. The Zionist war machine is massed on the border and is threatening to invade on the ground. It could happen at any moment now.” Second Hezbollah militant: “Really?” First Hezbollah militant: “I shit you not.” Second Hezbollah militant: First Hezbollah militant: Second Hezbollah militant: First Hezbollah militant: “…Which is why I was wondering… How would you feel about trying a pepperoni and sausage pizza?
July 21, 2006
And so it begins, 2…
Breitbart / AP: “Israel Massing Troops on Lebanese Border”: Israel massed tanks and troops on the border Friday and warned civilians to flee Hezbollah-controlled southern Lebanon as it prepared for a likely ground invasion to set up a deep buffer zone. An Israeli envoy said it will allow aid supplies into Lebanon, a day after the United Nations warned of a growing humanitarian crisis in the country. Hezbollah militants fired
“Fatty and Duke”
Speaking of the Fatty Arbuckle scandal and it’s similarities to the execrable Duke “rape” scandal (yes, we were), here’s James Thayer, writing in the Weekly Standard: Roscoe Arbuckle was billed as Fatty, though he hated the nickname and his friends never called him by it. In 1921–back when a plumber earned about $2,600 a year–Fatty Arbuckle signed an unprecedented million dollar per-year contract with Paramount Pictures Corporation. More Americans could
a brief history of my morning (or, protein wisdom embraces existentialism)
“What do you mean ‘we’re out of Rice Chex?’ How can we be out of goddamned Rice Chex?” update: “You know what? No big deal. Just toast me up a Pop Tart, instead.”
a CITIZEN JOURNALIST plumbs the depths of a bottle of 2003 Gabbiano Chianti Classico
Tuscany’s Castello di Gabbiano Estate was established in 1124—the year Alexander I was buried at Dunfermline. And yet here I sit in my underwear nearly 900 years later, drinking the very same wine that had Pope Benedict VIII slurring his way through apostolic constitutions—and finding myself every bit as shitfaced as the old coot must’ve been before ordering some hill country hooker drowned as a witch, or some posse of
Thanks…
To Terry Hindshaw for both the Alfred Hitchcock Signature Collection DVD set (Strangers on a Train; Foreign Correspondent; Mr and Mrs Smith; The Wrong Man; Dial M for Murder; North by Northwest; Suspicion; I Confess; Stage Fright), as well as for Hitchcock’s Lifeboat. I’m a big Hitchcock fan, and I look forward to seeing several of these films for the first time. Thanks also to Michael Evans for the great
