We all know that engaging internet commenters in any way is usually a bad idea, but this was pretty funny. David and Patton, kiss and make up!
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We all know that engaging internet commenters in any way is usually a bad idea, but this was pretty funny. David and Patton, kiss and make up!
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 04:12 PM in comedians, david cross | Permalink | Comments (3)
(Spoiler alert, I guess, sort of.):
The lesson I got out of "Atonement": if you have a gummi worm growing out of your chest, you should get it looked at.
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I would argue that some of these are more "relevant" than "best", but Rex's list is excellent again this year: The Best Blogs of 2007 That You (Maybe) Aren't Reading. I'll be adding several of those to my already-overloaded RSS! (Also, yay to Jezebel, Vulture, Fourfour, more)
(Have a safe and happy holiday break, everyone!)
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 02:40 PM in bloggers/blogging | Permalink | Comments (2)
Thank you to everyone who sent along songs for my road trip: we're good to go! (I'm in "how am I going to do everything I have to do before I leave town" mode now.) Thank you thank you thank you!
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 12:26 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
(Overheard in my office just now):
Co-worker: Is the color printer broken?
Me: Yeah, it's been broken for like, a week.
Co-worker: Why didn't you tell anyone?
Me: Uhh, because the thing I was trying to print was a map of all the Cracker Barrels between New York and Florida?
Co-worker: Gotcha.
(Speaking of, thank you to everyone who has sent songs and mixes for my road trip so far!)
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 05:17 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)
Make it this successful one: Yup Magazine.
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First Liz Lemon does a spot-on impression of the grape-stomping lady, then a bunch of other stuff I don't remember, and, last week, this line was uttered: "It wouldn't be a lemon party without old Dick!" Thank you, 30 Rock. We notice. (Golden Fiddle has a longer, better post about this.)
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 05:17 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)
Out on DVD today: Reach Out to Natural Horsemanship: Uncovering the Art of Long Lining (2007)
(Yes, groan.) I don't think they're gonna need the (2007)
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 05:15 PM in "jokes" | Permalink | Comments (0)
And was told that I only have three references: Scheherezade, Rashomon, and Icarus.
Which is not true, because I also apply Occam's Razor to everything, so I have four.
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 02:54 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)
* Via Jezebel: Thanks to the wonders of online video, we now know what Bill Murray whispered to Scarlett J in Lost in Translation. (I really wish it had been "rosebud is a sled.")
* I tried to comment on this Has David Cross Sold Out thread on The Onion, but it wasn't working and then I remembered I have a platform: everyone begrudging David Cross a regular income should state where they work and which multinational or otherwise evil corporation signs their paychecks. It's a kid's movie. DC still does free and benefit shows all the time, and work like this presumably allows him to do that stuff and develop more funny entertainment for the nice people. Deal with it. (Note: I know the actual post wasn't saying he sold out, the stupid commenters were.)
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 02:48 PM in david cross , movies , mr. show with bob and david | Permalink | Comments (2)
Kid Nation is over! Here's my final analysis. (Warning: mushy!)
Also Kid Nation related: this is funny.
Update:
Max Silvestri: Sophia got the most money, right?
Me: Yeah, 70k
Max Silvestri: She earned it.
Max Silvestri: That'll be a nice nest egg for when we marry.
(And SUPER DORKY ME right now: Sophia Wise, if you're googling yourself and you see this, you're awesome! Never change. Now, don't read the rest of this site until you're at least 18.)
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 12:14 PM in Television | Permalink | Comments (3)
If someone tries to play this game that I just made up with you, use this answer that I just thought of and you will win:
A French braid.
(Runner up answer: Obsession.)
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 09:05 PM in I don't even know, dude | Permalink | Comments (6)
Yah, I toah-tally got this spam from Clinique just now:
"Meet Whitney Port! December 14 from 1-2 pm on the third floor of Bloomingdales 59th Street. When you purchase Clinique Happy 3.4 ounce, make it a special customized gift by adding a picture of you and reality tv star Whitney Port!"
As tempted as I am to make "special customized gifts" of sure-to-be-treasured pictures of myself with Whitney for all of my friends, Clinique Happy smells like a forgotten orange left over the weekend in a second grader's lunch box.
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 06:57 PM in Television | Permalink | Comments (0)
The kids will get a "hear wrenching surprise" in the season finale of Kid Nation tonight. I'll be writing about it tomorrow on Vulture.
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 02:26 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
I'm apparently too busy consuming media to blog about it, but here is some media I've consumed recently, most of it good. (I don't get anything for this.):
Good Books:
Foreskin's Lament by Shalom Auslander
The Kept Man by Jami Attenberg
The Abstinence Teacher by Tom Perrotta
Good Movies:
Juno (I went in expecting to hate it - it had some annoying tics and was kind of twee, but I think it's theater-worthy.)
The Savages (But it's not really a comedy)
Bad, Bad, Very Bad Movie:
Margot at the Wedding (you're still going to see it, you'll just wish you didn't)
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 12:09 PM in great books, movies | Permalink | Comments (0)
Last night me and Stephanie watched Singles. Has anyone ever noticed that as time goes by, Singles gets better and Reality Bites gets worse?
Update: Also, if you're exactly our age, remember when you had to have a crush on either Kurt Cobain or Eddie Vedder? We were both Vedder girls all the way.
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 11:50 AM in movies | Permalink | Comments (4)
(In comments) "Satire should be obvious."
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 01:07 PM in eyeroll | Permalink | Comments (1)
With a really especially awesome lineup:
Elna Baker
Patrick Borelli
Lang Fisher
Will Leitch
Sean O'Connor
Jon Friedman
Ritalin Readings is hosted by me and Gabe Delahaye and produced by Jon Friedman. Details:
Wednesday, December 5
8pm
The Slipper Room
Stanton and Ludlow
$5
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 04:08 PM in ritalin readings | Permalink | Comments (0)
I'm a little strike-video'd-out but this one by Frank Lesser and other Colbert folks is actually good (with great cameos!):
Posted by Lindsay Robertson at 12:13 PM in comedians, david cross , funny video | Permalink | Comments (1)
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