Racists are Stupid
Unless he means that Obama is half silk, in which case ... I don't know. He could be right. I mean, that voice. Read Full Story
McCain "Straight Talk" Debate Camp Opens Special Fall Session!
Wehn I saw the above photo on CNN, I totally thought it was a "gotcha" moment: someone found a photo of Sarah Palin practicing debating (at actual podiums, of course) on McCain's Arizona ranch, and naturally spread it around for public ridicule. But then I read that the McCain campaign actually released this image on purpose. Which begs the question: Why dress Palin as a camp counselor? I know they call it "debate camp," but this is a 44 year-old woman. Camp does not become her, unless... Read Full Story
Holly GoHomely: It Is Kenley's Fault that I Don't Recap Expediently. Well, Hers and Also Pinot Noir's.
Damn, y'all, I am bad at being a recapper. I mean, I would love it if it was my only job, but since it's not, I have no motivation to actually recap in a timely manner. Also every Wednesday I get way too drunk while watching Project Runway and then sort of forget about it. But I've been thinking, next year I think I'm going to make a blog resolution to recap a few of my favorite shows. Like how last year I blogsolved to blog at least 240 posts in 2008 (or at least 20 posts per month) and I... Read Full Story
No Dread Jacket, No Cry
I was alerted to this by my NY fashion correspondent: To hijack and edit a quote from Clueless, it is one thing to spark up a doobie and get laced at parties, but it is quite another to actually wear Bob Marley. Read more here. Read Full Story
John McCain Takes the Physical Challenge
Amazingly, the New York Post inspired me this morning. I play a little game every day on the subway where I try to read the Post headline on other people's papers, which is invariably some terrible play on words (NYPD JEW), or, simply, a cartoon fight noise (SHAZAM!). But today, the headline was DOUBLE DARE. Which made me think of Marc Summers, which took me to my happy place. And then I realized that Double Dare is the prefect analogy for this whole debate debate. In Double Dare, for those... Read Full Story
WTF, McCain?
I pretty much only communicate via Facebook status at this point. Read Full Story
Writing is Hard: Week Two
The words I pulled this week from my Word Bag were Loss, Heartbreak, and Puberty. Jesus, slit my wrists, why don't you, Word Bag. But anyway. Here are some off-the-cuff-thoughts on each: LOSS When my first grandparent died, my grandfather on my mom’s side, I was seven. We got the call when my mother was reading me a bedtime story, and I remember being annoyed that she didn’t come back to finish it. I didn’t really know my Grandpa Max at all – I’m sure we spent some time together, but most... Read Full Story
Gimme Some Credit!
Listen, I try to be a good citizen. For instance, I get my teeth cleaned. Maybe not twice a year, but at least once a year. I pay my taxes. I refrain from doing bodily harm to people with whom I do not agree, which, seeing as I ride the subway twice a day, is really something. And then today I tried to go and get my free annual credit report (from this site, which is supposed to be the only one that doesn't screw you) and I was asked to enter the account numbers of three credit cards. I... Read Full Story
McCain and Obama: Facebook Face-Off!
What? I gave you three whole days with no politics. This is hard for me. So today I decided to check how many supporters each candidate has on Facebook, just for kicks. Turns out Obama's got over three times as many as McCain, 1,899,459 to 537,999. Which is not too surprising, since Facebook is primarily young'uns and/or elders who know how to use the Internet, neither of which are groups Johnny Straight Talk seems to cater to. But the "About me" sections of their Facebook pages were... Read Full Story
Medical Mysteries Volume 4: Fluorescent Blindness Edition
I don't know what it is exactly, but some combination of computer screen glare and overhead fluorescent lights is taking my coveted 20/10 eyesight* away. All day my eyes ache, and I can't read stuff that's over 10 feet away unless it's, like, the Key Food sign. My entire childhood, all I ever wanted was glasses, to the point where I actually bought glasses (with just plain glass, off the street for like $5) and wore them once in awhile to work. People would say, "I didn't know you wore... Read Full Story