Point of order: how on earth is Stevie Wonder going to translate with a manual typewriter? Wouldn’t he be better served with a Hokusai-to-English dictionary? In Braille?
I shudder to think how many times less I’d laugh on a daily basis, if you two weren’t around. (Add the LLamabutchers, link-whores though they be, to that list…)
I’m with you. If I didn’t know that a decent glass of wine and a few good laughs were awating me in Wisdomburg at the end of a long day at work…like you say…I shudder to think….
Though I’m pretty sure it would invovle crime…binge eating…and antidepressants.
Man, what I wouldn’t give to have my name mentioned in the same line as Steve Wonder. Whoever said that really loves you, JG, in a manly, classic R&B-way. With the vocals mixed way up front and without reverb because they’re perfect.
Don’t believe a word, guys. Jeff’s appearance in “Moonbats in the Mist” is hilarity on a stick, and besides Jeff, I think most of those comments came from your dead-beat neighbor. As Michael Moore told me, “Revenge is a dish best served with a quart of potato salad eaten at one sitting.”
I was thinking that if I could play complex musical arrangements on a piano, blind and aflicted with head wobbles, I should make an excellent touch-typist. And I wouldn’t charge very much, either.
Check out the players here, then search for them on eBay to see if you can find ‘em cheaper.
I have a MALATA, which has served me well. At the time I bought it, it was one of the few universal players that properly converted anamorphic PAL discs to NTSC.
Revenge is a dish best served with a quart of potato salad eaten at one sitting.
If I’m on Atkins, would revenge be better served with flank of horse marinated in a chicken broth, served on a bed of asparagus and spiral-cut yak steak, all smothered in a delicate demitasse? Oh, and a side of head cheese and tripe sausage.
With one simple modification you can convert your gaydar into a lit agent acquaintance detector. I read about it in Popular Mechanics, but most of the guys who send you email about building your own cable descrambler also sell plans for it.
Well, all that proves is that they really did get comments from a full cross-section of the blog-reading universe, including those with galactically stunted senses of humor.
What? I don’t hear anything … what are you talking about?
Wait, let me get my Jap-English dictionary and manual typewriter out …
Ah, it’s no use. Stevie Wonder won’t take my fucking calls.
Point of order: how on earth is Stevie Wonder going to translate with a manual typewriter? Wouldn’t he be better served with a Hokusai-to-English dictionary? In Braille?
I mean, the guy’s blind. He’s not an idiot.
I shudder to think how many times less I’d laugh on a daily basis, if you two weren’t around. (Add the LLamabutchers, link-whores though they be, to that list…)
I just love you guys…
Willow,
I’m with you. If I didn’t know that a decent glass of wine and a few good laughs were awating me in Wisdomburg at the end of a long day at work…like you say…I shudder to think….
Though I’m pretty sure it would invovle crime…binge eating…and antidepressants.
Man, what I wouldn’t give to have my name mentioned in the same line as Steve Wonder. Whoever said that really loves you, JG, in a manly, classic R&B-way. With the vocals mixed way up front and without reverb because they’re perfect.
Don’t believe a word, guys. Jeff’s appearance in “Moonbats in the Mist” is hilarity on a stick, and besides Jeff, I think most of those comments came from your dead-beat neighbor. As Michael Moore told me, “Revenge is a dish best served with a quart of potato salad eaten at one sitting.”
wtf is “hilarity on a stick?”
I was thinking that if I could play complex musical arrangements on a piano, blind and aflicted with head wobbles, I should make an excellent touch-typist. And I wouldn’t charge very much, either.
“WTF is hilarity on a stick”
I don’t know, Bill, but it’s not been asked to speak at the Democratic National Convention..
Come to think of it, I shudder to think of how much less I’d laugh if it weren’t for most of your commenters as well…
Sometimes I get the feeling that protein wisdom might be an acquired taste. But only sometimes.
The rest of the time I just sit back and wait for the masses to surf over and read about Roman Polanski’s penis.
Roman Polanski’s penis’s autobioghraphy: I don’t care if she’s 18, as long as she has the body of a nine year old.
I killed my taste buds with Tequila, and I’m to broke to aquire anything,,,,,,,, so I guess you’re just funny. In a very weird way.
Jeff, there’s a lot of stuff I’ve heard described as “an acquired taste.” Scotch, Peter Greenaway movies, and now Protein Wisdom.
Odd part is, “acquired tastes” seem to be the ones I pick up right away.
Well, that and I always suck up to people who might know actual lit agents.
I’ve had the BFI Region 2 DVD of Greenaway’s The Falls for ages and haven’t gotten around to watching it yet. Shame on me.
You’ve got a universal player? Cool. Care to recommend a good one?
Check out the players here, then search for them on eBay to see if you can find ‘em cheaper.
I have a MALATA, which has served me well. At the time I bought it, it was one of the few universal players that properly converted anamorphic PAL discs to NTSC.
“I always suck up to people who might know actual lit agents.”
Do you have a way of being able to tell who would know lit agenst and who wouldn’t, Stephen?
You make me laugh. I love this place. Wit is a dish best served dry.
Revenge is a dish best served with a quart of potato salad eaten at one sitting.
If I’m on Atkins, would revenge be better served with flank of horse marinated in a chicken broth, served on a bed of asparagus and spiral-cut yak steak, all smothered in a delicate demitasse? Oh, and a side of head cheese and tripe sausage.
Inquiring minds want to know.
With one simple modification you can convert your gaydar into a lit agent acquaintance detector. I read about it in Popular Mechanics, but most of the guys who send you email about building your own cable descrambler also sell plans for it.
Well, all that proves is that they really did get comments from a full cross-section of the blog-reading universe, including those with galactically stunted senses of humor.
It’s enough to skew any opinion poll.
Gaydar? Mine hasn’t gone off once since coming back here from Wizbang. Is that significant?
All this time I thought I was a raging, middle-aged haggot, but I found out the other day it was just a dead battery in my Gaydar.