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Pedro the Lion - Magazine
Oh, look, you earned your wings. Are you an angel now or a vulture?
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Fafblog on Khalid Sheikh Mohammed actually going to stand trial:
Everybody else has to stay in Special Torture Jail forever on accounta they have all come down with Schrodinger’s Guilt. If they stay in the box they might be guilty, but if we open the box they might not be.
Almost too depressing to be funny. Almost.
Just hit the east side of the LBC/on a mission trying to find mister Leonard Ni.
Wine tips from David Rees:
- can you have guests over just for wine (i.e. no dinner)?
Umm … only if you want everyone to love you and think you’re the greatest genius of all time! Next!
- can you serve red and white wine together (in the same glass)?
Yes, this can be done. It’s called “Sex on the Beach.”
Every thousand years, this metal sphere ten times the size of Jupiter floats just a few yards past the earth. You climb on your roof and take a swipe at it with a single feather. Hit it once every thousand years, ‘til you’ve worn it down to the size of a pea. I’d say that’s a long time, but it’s only half a blink in the place you’re gonna be.
—Built to Spill, “Randy Described Eternity”
This was easily my favorite song from The Hold Steady’s Stay Positive. It’s a typical Hold Steady song in that it’s about a girl with a fucked up history played out against a backdrop of casual sex and drinking. But I had always heard it as being 100% earnest. Until I heard it in this stripped down, singer-songwriteresque arrangement, punctuated by the insufferable laughter—the smarmy chuckles at the end of every couple lines, just so everybody gets it that you’re in on the joke (cf. David Sedaris readings)—I didn’t realize how damn funny the song is.
I may have to revisit my relationship with the Hold Steady now.
Forensic Reconstruction of Famous Skulls of Fiction
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