HEY YOU! If you didn’t see yourself here right away and you sent your entry to firstthursday@, that’s why. In the future please send everything to michelle@, as the guidelines state. As we see, dual addresses cause confusion and ft@ became a refuge for ebay and Nigerian scammers, so it’s being shut down. (Plus, this ...
I know I’m late. We went to see Watchmen last night, got home late, and I was so traumatized by it that I had to re-read the book to erase the memory of the film from my brain. NOTE TO FILMMAKERS: Simply making a film that looks incredibly visually similar to a comic book does ...
Get out your flutes and your bubbly, it’s hors d’oeurvres time! (Look out for a flute roundup this week to make your swanktastic party complete.) Without further a-dew, your roundup:
Apparently, judging from the number of participants we had this month, y’all don’t want to cook things you probably won’t like. Go figure. Those of us who did try were uniform in our attempt to augment or disguise the hated ingredient with universally beloved cooking methods: (1) cover disgusting item in cheese; (2) cook disgusting ...
So on top of everything else, I’ve come down with the cold that ate New York. Or rather, the cold that deafened New Yorkers’ already selective hearing with its hacking cough and trumpetlike snoring, and drowned the city in unctuous, sticky mounds of mucous from the never-ending supplies in our sinus cavities. Yesterday I slept ...
Groan! I know, I know. But it HAD TO BE SAID. We’ve got some new players, some old players, one big winner and a whole lotta orange. Let’s get cracking!
Your dishware thinks you are a LOSER and it is NOT AFRAID to tell you. What’re you gonna do, not eat? Just internalize the insults and finish up your Hamburger Helper like a good rube. (Plates from Vandalized Vintage)