#OTD November 20, 1976 – Paul Simon / George Harrison (S2 E8) hit the stage on 'Saturday Night Live' to perform "Homeward Bound" and "Here Comes The Sun."
— Carlos 🎧 🌈🌙 🇦🇷 ⭐️⭐️⭐️ (@carlosgvizcaino) November 20, 2024
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Wednesday, November 20, 2024
You'll Never See Anything Like This On SNL Ever Again ❤ 🎸
T. Slade
New Xmastime Series!
I call this one, "Shitty Comments I Make in My Head That I Don't Actually Post Because I Don't Wanna Put Such a Thing Out into the World". Enjoy, everybody!
Moi Say Moi
Xmastime on God
...Sunday is the day of rest, as its the day God rested. The God Squad always goes out of its way to tell you that during the Creation "...and on the 7th Day, God rested." What the fuck...what's the big deal with telling us God rested? If God is so awesome and powerful that he can create the whole universe in a matter of days, is he really the sort that would need a break? And then after this big day of rest, what happened? Nothing. There's no big "8th Day" in the Bible...so what the fuck was he even resting up for? Why didn't these people make it so that he took a break between days 3 and 4, which would at least make SOME sense? Whack to me. - XMASTIMEWhy do people think God’s so impressed with hard work? Entire religious value systems are built on the premise that God appreciates hard work for hard work’s sake and that’s how you get into heaven, but why? God, who is all powerful, took a few days to wave his hand and create the entire Universe but he’s supposed to claim to be so impressed/care about us working hard down here on Earth? I was created by the guy who can do anything with the wave of his hand and my entire raison d’etre is supposed to somehow be tied into how hard I work? Really?
I know it’s a wild coincidence that a lot of the people who espouse such a belief just happen to be the beneficiarie$$$$ of so many people being dedicated to believing in it, but I’m also *guessing* that a couple thousand years ago some guy realized his workers would work a little harder for him if he somehow convinced them that their working hard was so important not to him, but to God.
I don’t wanna turn this into some usual “of course religion/God is just rich people fooling poor people into giving them more of their own value” social commentary on my end, no matter how brilliant it may be, I just wanna point out how weird it is that out of all the values for us to latch onto re: pleasing God one of the big ones is…how hard I bust my ass building a fence? Or that I insist on working at my job 90 hours a week? We’re each on this Earth MAYBE 80 years out of an infinite eternity and we’ve decided that “showing how hard we’re willing to work ourselves to the bone” is the thing that’s gonna get us into heaven? Seems a bit
Sandwich Failure
More Questions. I Have Them.
Questions. I Have Them.
Malice, Palace, Some Thoughts on Ron Artest's Maybe genius
Most people remember Artest’s fight at the Palace in 2004 –NBA player jumps into stands to fight, the world’s over we should all kill ourselves. Okay. But what got lost in that shuffle and what continues to both amaze me and crack me up is that earlier in the season, Artest had walked into his team’s offices and asked for a month off to promote a cd he had made for some girl group friends of his. The gumption and stupidity to walk in and ask for such a thing – Ron, my cap will always be doffed. Never forget, people!
Stuff by Mark! Again!
"A series celebrating mid century graphic design by reimagining the songs of The Beatles as old film posters."
I mentioned him again just the other day but he keeps dropping more & more incredible stuff seemingly every day now. 🤗🕺🎸
Nothing But a Big Fat TRICK Here, Everybody
The Harlem Community Choir – 30 children, most of them four to twelve years of age – came to the studio on the afternoon of 31 October to record backing vocals for the counter-melody and sing-along chorus.
My highlight. Of course in my own head ("in my own head"....as opposed to me being in somebody else’s head, I suppose?) I assume that any kid would be nothing but 100% thrilled at the chance to be involved with singing on a an ex-Beatles’ record, but the reality is I’m guessing there was a recording room full of outraged kids singing their hearts out that night. 😬😜🤣🕺
Stuff This!
Why is there no Stove Top stuffing popcorn flavor? - XMASTIME
Yesterday at work a guy brought in stuffing-flavored popcorn; it was so good that as I inhaled it I couldn’t believe stuffing seasoning isn’t liberally dumped onto everything. Later that night I found myself picking at a bowl of plain popcorn, and I felt like what Henry Hill said at the end of Goodfellas about ordering spaghetti with marinara sauce & getting egg noodles and ketchup: I’m an average nobody. I get to live the rest of my life like a schnook.
ChatGPT Yeah You Know Me
As of November 20, 2024, the Xmastime blog features several posts covering a range of topics:
Moi Say Moi: The author reflects on memorable compliments received over the years, including comparisons to The Modern Lovers and Matt Berry.
State du Moi: A lighthearted admission of struggling with fashion choices, humorously noting a losing battle in the “pants game.”
Trump Appoints Kim Kardashian Secretary of Butt Stuff: A satirical take on political appointments, suggesting an unlikely and humorous cabinet position.
More Tributes to EDWARD HOPPER Like This Pleeeease! ❤️: The author shares appreciation for Phil Lockwood’s 2012 artwork “The Office at Night,” inspired by Edward Hopper.
Moi Say Moi: A reflection on moments that evoke feelings of aging, acknowledging how certain experiences resonate more profoundly over time.
These entries showcase the author’s blend of personal anecdotes, humor, and cultural commentary.
Moi Say Moi
The three nicest things anyone's ever said to me are when the guy at Fat Possum Records said my record reminded him of The Modern Lovers, when after knowing me for 3 years a Jewish guy said he thought I was Jewish, and today when a guy said my sense of comedy reminded him of Matt Berry.
Tuesday, November 19, 2024
Big Bear!!!
Hmm.
Coming home off the Metro tonight I found myself gliding down the escalator a few steps behind a rather stout young gentleman who seemed to be enjoying whatever tunes were grooving into his headphones; I didn’t really care since I’m fine to just fucking stand on an escalator - if God wanted us to walk stairs he would’ve invented stairs, people - but a lady came bouncing down past me to my left and was eager to get past said young gentleman in front of me.
He either had no idea she was there or didn’t care but he didn’t move aside to let her go by so she had to just stand there and watch him groove along, feeling helpless but knowing in a matter of about 6 seconds the escalator ride, and any frustrations, would be over.
Then he got to the
end of the escalator where his already-impressively-haunchy lower body haunched
down a little more as he seemed to lock down on something while staring
straight ahead, and I watched him suddenly sprint straight ahead through
the Metro exit, across an entire parking lot, past a huge office building and into the woods.
I'll Say This
You're goddam right everybody in the Wegmans just now popped a little bounce to their step just now when you literally cranked up the volume halfway thru this one.🕺🕺🕺🕺
Whoa! du Jour
This impression is so great I've spent 3 days assuming it can't possibly be real. 😜🤣🤣🤣
What the fuck his Tony is insane 💀 pic.twitter.com/KJEgk0DecY
— dane (@buckadeath) November 17, 2024