Garrett: “To be honest, I hadn’t heard about that, but if it was anything like the time Meeno Peluce and I got rousted outside Cloud 9 in San Luis Obispo for ‘suspicion of public intoxication,’ I can feel for the Sheenies.
“Of course, in our case it didn’t help that Peluce was jumping up and down on the hood of a Range Rover, screaming “eat the rich” while wagging his meat at some horrified soccer mom—but still, it’s doubtful your rabbis had their knobs out, right? And to this day my lawyer tells me the pigs had no right to confiscate my wallet, even if I did have Justine Bateman’s ID and credit cards in it, along with a handful of birth control pills and an invitation to the ‘Family Ties’ reunion banquet at the Valley Sheraton.”
Did you throw that “Family Ties” reference in there for me? ‘Cause if so, I’m flattered.
Is there a special pills compartment in his wallet? Awesome.
The Meeno Polucci reference did bring on a vivid the “Voyagers” flashback. Mid teens sci-fi must see TV.
I was saddened when Jon Erik Hexum died and the series was cancelled.
Why were all those rabbits allowed around the UN in the first place? Couldn’t they have just hired a Border Collie to run them off?
Oh.
Never mind.
TW: Car54, where are you?
I swear to God.
OT Jeff, you’ll note that in this ‘fluffer piece’ on the Almighty’s descent from heaven (aka Bill Moyers’ ‘return’ to PBS), Moyers is described as a ‘Self-proclaimed “Citizen Journalist“‘. Which seems all offensive or something.
I never thought I’d see the word “fluffer” used in political debate – but I’m very pleased to see that it can be used here.
I’m as red as an Althouse commenter during a breast-o-versy, I’m telling you!
I’m trying to imagine something that would compel me to go protest at the UN. It seems like a very quixotic thing to do. And you have to pass several Jambas to get there, so I just don’t see it happening. I love the peanut butter one.
Wouldn’t that be the Valley Sheraton?
Stupid Leif.