I literally just changed the channel from King of Queens to PBS' American Masters in case I dropped dead while I was popping down to Wegmans just now.
Friday, February 28, 2025
I'm Sorry But...
...during the climactic final scene of the movie Fatal Attraction, I just don't believe the bathwater would've been able to soak through the ceiling that quickly. 🤔 🤷♂️
Incredible Opening Paragraph du Jour
NEW XMASTIME SERIES: Great Moments in Ramones Songs
After Today's Events...
...I'd say we have about a week & half before Trump starts claiming the Russians beat our Olympic hockey team in 1980.
I'll Be Honest
McPizza? McNo McThanks 😡
RIP Spassky
He was not only one of the greatest players of the Soviet era and the world, but also a true gentleman. His contributions to chess will never be forgotten. — Arkady Dvorkovich, FIDE president
Boris Spassky has died; I'm not saying it's directly because the last two nights I happened to re-watch the fantastic Bobby Fischer HBO doc for the umpteenth time, but hey at least it's better than this creepy-ass book.
Young Money in the NYC
Here's an article wondering if all the young people in New York City are quietly being subsidized by their parents to live there:
The first time it happens, you’re surprised. One day, your friend with the roommates and the wobbly employment and the busted phone — they buy an apartment. They tell you they’re moving, then they admit they’re buying, and suddenly you’re standing in the living room they own. It’s not that you’d never talked about money, if you count the years spent passing $17 back and forth on Venmo; it’s just that you thought you were on the same track. That when you said “broke,” you understood it to mean the same thing. It’s as if you were both paddling aimlessly in New York’s sea of downward mobility when your friend burst out of the water and stumbled onto the beach.I'd always suspected as much when I lived in Williamsburg from 1998-2012 but even I'm a little surprised at how close I got it right in my first book, Williamsburg Rats:
New York has always been stuffed with rich kids chasing the dream on Daddy’s dime. However, it didn’t always feel as if those were the only people who could live here — as if the whole city bent to the budgets of the secretly funded.
My first clue came when I was working in real estate. Some kid would apply for an apartment, and in looking at him I’d assume he was a homeless person. Then he’d produce a guarantor’s form for the rent and it turned out his father owned a bank, or Pennsylvania, and had more money than God. That happened pretty much every time I showed an apartment, and was the first time I began to think, “gee, maybe we’re not all in this together, maybe we’re not all living from paycheck to paycheck.” Maybe, I came to realize, it was just me. As a roommate from my first year in Williamsburg once said: “Everybody here likes to look poor, but nobody wants to be poor.”
I’d always written them off as coming from a small pool of rich kids that were anomalies; surely, we were all struggling to get it together and figure out what we wanted to do with their lives. Little did I know it was me who was the anomaly.
Thanks, MAGA. Again.
Now we eagerly await Muskolini's meltdown now after seeing that his nemesis JD got to be the one screaming to defend Daddy from the bad man instead of him.
I'm sure you've already seen it so I won't bother linking. Disgusting.
Thursday, February 27, 2025
We Love The Kinks
Someone ranked their Top 50 Kinks songs over at Uproxx; I was prepared to get upset but it's actually a pretty good list:
1) It's refreshing to see someone else mention what I've always yelled about but I never seem to see anyone else talk about, that All Day and All of the Night was a virtual re-write of You Really Got Me, which is why I've always given it junior varsity status
2) It's thrilling to see a few personal superslices I rarely see on such lists including Two Sisters, Get Back in Line, Some Mother's Son, Sweet Lady Genevieve, Arthur, Sitting in My Hotel, Susannah’s Still Alive, Life Goes On
NEW XMASTIME SERIES: Great Moments in Ramones Songs
*I will do one of these posts for the next 10 days. Enjoy! And yes, you're welcome!
Great Moments in Ramones Songs #1: “oh yeah yeah yeah” at the end of the middle 8 in Outsider (starts at the 1:03 mark)
IN MY LIFE: 3 of My Favorite Reading Seasons I've Been Lucky Enough to Enjoy Over the Years
THE PAINTED BIRD - Jerzy Kosiński
INVISIBLE MAN - Ralph Ellison
spill simmer falter wither - Sara Baume
MOTHER - Maxim Gorky
THE FOLDED LEAF - William Maxwell
FALL 1994
ETHAN FROME - Edith Wharton
THE METAMORPHOSIS - Franz Kafka
LITTLE FOLLIES - Eric Kraft
DOCTOR FAUSTUS - Christopher Marlowe
DUBLINERS - James Joyce
SPRING 2009
AN AMERICAN TRAGEDY - Theodore Dreiser
A TREE GROWS IN BROOKLYN - Betty Smith
POVERTY: A HISTORY - Bronislaw Gereinek
REMEMBRANCE OF THINGS PAST - Marcel Proust
FAR FROM THE MADDING CROWD - Thomas Hardy
This is the Fucking Problem 😡😡😡😡
I Miss You New York City
We took full advantage of having to give the shit plenty of time to dry by skipping down the block to the legendary Ear Bar, usually around 10am. Op worked around the corner and sometimes would join us; I can still see him falling to the barroom floor as I accidentally flipped his barstool over. 🤣
Keith & I would spend a lot of that time coming up with incredible ideas for really original, aesthetically powerful paintings that we'd never get around to doing, but it was one of the first times I was ever to really engage with someone else in a purely creative function of total freedom, and I’ll always cherish every moment.
Thanks, Keith.
Goals. I Have Them.
Will keep you posted.
Know What the $%@! Else is No-Bake Dessert?
Goals. I Have Them.
Well, I'll Say This, Everybody...
Great Advice From 3 Years Ago You People Should Heed in These Times
"To save the day it’s not up to the oppressed to be heroes, it’s up to everybody else to be human beings" - Xmastime
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand Scene!
Star basketball player in crunch time replies to challenge from the Coach in off-putting ways that end up costing them another timeout:
COACH:
3 seconds left, time for one last shot! Dammit Daryl, are you gonna come through for us?!!?!
DARYL:
Yes Coach!
COACH:
You always do, champ! Now, let’s all-
DARYL:
Breaking eggs and omelets, baby!
COACH:
What?
DARYL:
I got this!
COACH:
Great! Okay guys “Team” on 3, 1 -2 -3- “Te-“
DARYL:
They're watching us but do they see us???!
COACH:
What?
[HORN SIGNALS TIMEOUT OVER]
COACH:
Okay real quick, 1-2-
DARYL
9/11 was an inside job!
[COACH quickly pulls DARYL back off the floor, signals another timeout as the team slowly huddles back around them again]
DEDICATED TO COACH NORMAN DALE RIP 😢🏀
DEDICATED TO COACH NORMAN DALE RIP 😢🏀
Musk, Work & Bullshit
Some people are wondering why the fuck Elon Musk yammers on about working 90 hours a day:
One day when the aliens find our story they'll scratch their heads re: why in the year 2025 humans still told themselves that hard work in & of itself was its own greatest reward, but I for one know why and it's not exactly hard to figure out after about 3 seconds:
Common sense would seem to suggest obstacles to this vision. As Mr. Musk is proving before our eyes, working 120 hours a week is not the same thing as doing a good job. Mr. Musk and his DOGE henchmen are making the kinds of sloppy mistakes one might expect from people toiling around the clock, subsisting, as they reportedly are, on “a steady stream of delivery pizzas, Red Bull and Doritos” and resting only intermittently in office “sleep pods.” They put up a website attempting to document their cost savings that was riddled with glaring accounting errors. They fired hundreds of workers responsible for nuclear weapons safety, then scrambled to rehire them.
Mr. Musk knows how much an executive can get away with when he is believed to possess extraordinary productive powers. He made Twitter a worse, less valuable company, dismantling its verification and moderation systems and suppressing links to other websites, and yet he profited from turning it into a MAGA megaphone. His cars catch fire, and yet they keep coming off the assembly line at his hyper-automated factories, their appeal buoyed by his cultlike fan base. And now, it seems, if anything ever stops DOGE’s wrecking ball, it will be the courts, or perhaps the president’s jealousy, not the discovery that Mr. Musk and his team don’t know what they are doing.The article spends most of its time expounding that "working" so "hard" for so many hours of the day gives Musk & his ilk a license to think of themselves as superheroes we’re fortunate to have in our own stratosphere that should be allowed boundless authority without consequences (I put "working" and "hard" in parentheses because I'm pretty sure 4 hours working a job at fucking Wal-Mart that can be taken away from you for looking at a candy bar too hungrily is harder than a job wherein you can "work" 20 hours of a day but if you wanted you could just lie on the floor and list your favorite Saved by the Bell episodes as the faucets of money still made money rain into your pockets while everybody you paid to be around you wrote country-western songs to sing around the campfire about what a genius leader you are). It's also so very performative; nothing's more eye-rolling that hearing project managers go back & forth about how late they were up all night working, to which I always think, "maybe you're just bad at your job?"
One day when the aliens find our story they'll scratch their heads re: why in the year 2025 humans still told themselves that hard work in & of itself was its own greatest reward, but I for one know why and it's not exactly hard to figure out after about 3 seconds:
It's really funny how America has always prided itself on a work ethic signaled to be important above all else, that a life defined by hard struggle worked down to the bone will somehow be rewarded either in this lifetime or the next one when it turns out that this kind of moralistic push to be working so hard as a raison d’etre *just so happens to be* what perfectly provides the means of production in ways that most benefit the biggest beneficiaries of capitalism, which just so happens to be the United States economic system. 🤔 🤷♂️
Gee, Who Could've Possibly Seen This One Coming
2. Demands the contract be given to another competitor despite no evidence of said agency not doing its job
3. What do you know, that competitor happens to be (insert company name here)
4. Which is owned by (checks notes)(checks notes again) Elon Musk
5. Rinse, lather, repeat
3. What do you know, that competitor happens to be (insert company name here)
4. Which is owned by (checks notes)(checks notes again) Elon Musk
5. Rinse, lather, repeat
Wednesday, February 26, 2025
Vid du Jour
Great song on a great album, and a video that perfectly matches its time and place. I never knew this existed! 🤗
It's My Hay, ay-ay-ay-ay, Hay, ay-ay-ay-ay Day
For a year or so now, some random monster somehow took over my band's Spotify, completely fucking up our algorithm and costing us god knows how many fans. 😡
Okay probably none, I'm guessing. But anyway, I talked it over with the nice Spotify people and you see the results below for yourself; in the meantime ENJOY THE ROCK YOURSELF IF YOU DARE!!!!
(And no, I have no idea why Spotify is too ashamed to even list the # of plays for Midwestern Girl? 😬)
Modest Porposals. I Have Them.
Can we just pay Trump $100B to just go the fuck away forever? $100B, just disappear to some fucking island somewhere with the rest of his trash family and here's the cherry-flavored cough drop on top: we'll even tell the rest of the world that Trump conned us out the money, that his big big giant brain outfoxed us all, goshdarnit!! Then we all just pretend none of this shit ever, ever happened.
Who's with me??!!!
Who's with me??!!!
Life's a Gas
I used to think I was King of the Beach back in the mid-90s when I went on a not-as-brief-as-you'd-think run of for reasons still unknown getting an extra Chicken McNugget in the box every trip I made to McDonald's which led me to start wondering if I was some sort of Chosen One; now I look back on that young man of thunder with wonder and gasp "dear god boy, what kind of preacher are you not to see if you can save my soul?"
I’ll Say This.
Watching these idiots have to pay twice as much when they inevitably have to hire everybody back as private contractors will be something to witness. 
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Ugh du Jour
Democrats should leave Republicans out to dry, according Salon:
While the Senate and the House are dreaming about massive tax cuts and taking a machete to Medicaid, they apparently haven't given a thought to the fact that even with all the DOGE sturm und drang the government is about to run out of money. And as we know, Republicans in the House have a faction that will not vote for spending. They just won't. So with their tiny majority, they need Democrats to cover for their intransigence. But with Trump and Musk busily destroying the executive branch and seemingly enjoying the carnage they're creating while doing it, Democrats understand that the Republicans are going to have to deal with their people on their own this time.
The GOP has created the politics we are all living through and they have all the institutional tools they need to pass whatever they want to pass. The government is already engulfed in Musk's firestorm so if the congressional Republicans get in on the act too, it's all the more clarifying. As Rep. Rosa DeLauro, D-Ct., the ranking member of the House Appropriations Committee told the Washington Post, "Republicans control the House, the Senate and the White House. It is their responsibility to find the votes to pass the final measures." It's that simple.
There is every reason to believe right now that the Democrats are going to hang tough this time. They pretty much have to. With a 31% approval rating, they certainly don't have much to lose but they have a lot to gain as their voters see that they are refusing to go along with this MAGA trainwreck. Sometimes the best way to show leadership is to just say no, especially to bullies, thieves and thugs. The American people will thank them for it."
But Xmastime", you say in the voice of Craig “Ironhead” Heyward from those soap commercials (RIP), “didn't you warn everybody about this a few months ago?"
Sigh. Yes I did, faithful readers, YES I did:
Now that the Republicans have won they should be able to enact the policies they promised while running. And yes on this side of things I’m snarky “wait until these idiots find out how Trump’s tariffs work & then they’ll turn on him and we’ll finally be rid of this piece of shit”, which is how politics SHOULD happen; what I’m *guessing* is gonna happen is Democrats are gonna try to curb Trump’s tariffs to protect his own people from him but in doing so will grind the bill down so it’s shitty enough that people will grumble but not shitty enough to cause them to regret their vote for Trump and then Democrats will get blamed for tariffs being shitty while Republicans go around to ribbon cutting ceremonies for things they voted against. 🤔🤷♂️
Random Brilliant Line from an Old Xmastime Post Hereby Presented w/o Context
"Also, my office crush left me a post-it with a smiley face on it, and my backup office crush and I are have now reached nodding our heads and smiling at each other status, so you'll excuse me for patting myself on the dick."
Life. It's Really Happening, Isn't It?
These days under Heir Trump & Muskolini have me so on edge that the other day while in the cafe car of the train a little black kid was ahead of me in line & I spent the entire time fantasizing that he wouldn’t have enough money to pay for his order but I’d catch the cafe car worker’s eye - also black - and give him a signal that I’d take care of the young man’s total without the kid having to even know about it, therein ending racism, at least for the next hopeful generation as seen through the young boy’s eyes.
None of that happened. The kid finished his transaction without a problem, I ordered a water & went back to my seat.
None of that happened. The kid finished his transaction without a problem, I ordered a water & went back to my seat.
Questions. I Have Them.
Tuesday, February 25, 2025
Last Music Post of the Day...
...will there be a celebration sometime this year about it being the 40th anniversary of 1985 being maybe the best year of my rock & roll lifetime?!??!?!?!!?!?
Great Moments in DENY THE FIRST CHORUS History
And you people know I loves me some Teenage Head. 🤗🕺🎸❤️
Oh Well du Jour 🤷♂️
This is one of my all-time favorite superslices of superslices, but I wish the bass on the chorus was played so it sounded like a rumbling avalanche rolling down, like a much rougher & rumbleer McCartney run during Rain.
ROAD HOUSE Regrets
DALTON: All you have to do is follow three simple rules. One, never underestimate your opponent. Expect the unexpected. Two, take it outside. Never start anything inside the bar unless it's absolutely necessary. And three, be nice.
You know, Dalton easily could've taken credit for a coupla more of his rules if he'd divided them up differently:
You know, Dalton easily could've taken credit for a coupla more of his rules if he'd divided them up differently:
DALTON: All you have to do is follow six simple rules: one, never underestimate your opponent. Two, expect the unexpected. Three, take it outside. Four, never start anything inside the bar unless five, it's absolutely necessary. And six, be nice.
Selfless, sweet, sweet selfless Dalton. 😔
Ideas. I Have Them.
Is there a reason we can't combine UberEats and Tinder? I order some Bojangles and photos of available lady drivers pop up, if one I choose agrees then upon delivery she shares the meal with me & we see if a spark ignites?
LOOKING FOR INVESTORS 💰 💰 💰 💰
REAL BALLERS ONLY PLEASE.
I’m a Degenerate Godless Animal & Even I Know THIS is What “Christians” Should Be Saying in America Today
I don't believe in god and I believe that religion has been the #1 cause of unnecessary death & destruction since the planet began, but I believe in empathy and if religion is what it takes to get together once a week to sing some songs & make pancakes for the elderly then I'm all for that (and only that).
The guy who wrote this for my hometown paper was a (sort of, I think?) family friend who went to the same church we did, and even with all the requisite god/religion stuff I pretty much agree with 100% of what he says here:
The guy who wrote this for my hometown paper was a (sort of, I think?) family friend who went to the same church we did, and even with all the requisite god/religion stuff I pretty much agree with 100% of what he says here:
In The Old Testament God orders his people to support “orphans and widows.” It’s an order not a suggestion. Jesus added “Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.” So, who are today’s orphans and widows? They are the troops who come home devastated by the mental and physical scars of the war; they are the elderly who worked hard all of their lives and are now living on a subsistence income; they are the battered women, homeless, living in cars with their young children, having run away to save their lives; they are the mentally ill, unable to find meaning in their lives and incapable of seeking employment; they are those who, living in a competitive society, have “lost out” and are at the very bottom of the economic scale.
These are today’s “orphans and widows,” and our country, a country world-famous for its compassion, more generous and giving than any other nation, has developed agencies to serve these poor, to enter into their suffering, and try to help them recover hope.
Not only that, but since we are a nation of great wealth and filled with the care and support of one another, we have reached out to other nations, saw their suffering poor, and developed “care” agencies to help bring them to a survival level.
Where did all of these blessings come from? Read the words we print on our currency and you will see: “In God We Trust.” That’s our “secret power”; it didn’t come from our clever minds. It came from the love and Grace of our God. It came because what we engraved on our currency, we really believed, and He who always honors His Word has cared for us all of these centuries.
This was our glorious past, but what is happening now? All the programs designed to give compassion and help to the needy are being stripped away. It’s the same old argument of the rich: “The poor are just too lazy to work; they are cheating the government out of billions!” These words come from billionaires who pay fewer taxes than a school teacher. And then they charge the poor with “cheating!”
Why do the rich always rob from the poor? Why don’t they rob and cheat one another. They could certainly afford to lose a few million or two, while when the poor lose what little they have, they are forced to choose sometimes between food on the table and desperately needed medicine.
What I fear now is not just the increased suffering of the poor, but the fact we are now establishing a despicable pattern, putting our own greed ahead of the promise our wealth had once attributed to His Benevolence: In God We Trust. Currently we are turning our backs on the Source of our strength, our God. Holding a Bible upside down in front of a church is not faith in God; it is, instead, hypocrisy of the most disgusting kind for it demeans our Creator and threatens the very well-being of our society. We cannot prosper without God as the center of our lives. We will fail and, like ancient Rome, we will crumble and become victims of our enemies. We will then be ruled by the Chinese or the Russians, by despots who will deceive our gullible leaders and rob us of the freedoms God has allowed us to enjoy.
Jesus got it right when he said, “Blessed are the poor in Spirit for theirs is the kingdom of heaven,” and “It is more difficult for a rich man to enter paradise than a camel to pass through the eye of a needle.” Jesus may well have been using hyperbole to get his point across, but just how close to actuality was he?
I know they won't because it's not in their makeup, but at the end of the current monstrosities there should be some "Christians" who are wildly fucking embarrassed at themselves for even pretending to be "Christian".
Time for Some Refreshing Honesty
I've loved this show for 40 years and had no idea his middle name was Clemens, or that he even had a middle name as far as the character was concerned. 🤔🤷♂️
Xmastime So Sayeth, So Sayeth Xmastime
The first legit trillionaire will be whoever comes up with a potato chip bag that doesn’t wake up the entire goddam neighborhood when you try to open it after midnight.
Monday, February 24, 2025
May I Have Your Attention, Gentlemen:
"When You Care Enough To Let Her Know She's Better Than Bus Station Jewelry."
Sunday, February 23, 2025
Xmastime So Sayeth, So Sayeth Xmastime
In America.
"Insanely devastating wildfires in California? Turn on the water!"
"Jews & Palestinians? Tell them they should get along!"
"Oh we need money to fund the country? Tell other countries to pay it!"
Republicans always think they're just some curiously-overlooked incredibly simple solution away from solving the most incredibly complex problems the world has to offer; anything after that of course is just too much for them to even consider.
"Jews & Palestinians? Tell them they should get along!"
"Oh we need money to fund the country? Tell other countries to pay it!"
Republicans always think they're just some curiously-overlooked incredibly simple solution away from solving the most incredibly complex problems the world has to offer; anything after that of course is just too much for them to even consider.
Headlines from the Bathroom Floor of Not Even THE ONION but Some Crappy Place a Few Doors Down from THE ONION
MUSK SETS HIMSELF UP AT KISSING BOOTH FOR ANYONE WHO SAYS SOMETHING NICE ABOUT TRUMP ON TWITTER
Saturday, February 22, 2025
I Mean Camon, People
Via GOTHAMIST:
A New Jersey woman returned a library book that was due back in 1926, which she found while sorting through family memorabilia.
1926? Dafuck? Why wouldn't you just wait 10 more months so you can present it on its 100th anniversary, a dding a little drama to the whole production? DO I LITERALLY HAFTA THINK OF EVERYTHING FOR EVERYBODY EVERY TIME????
Friday, February 21, 2025
Anywhere, Everywhere & Nowhere: My New Plan to Make Billion$$$$
I wanna invent an iPhone App just so I can name it with the 'remove vowels from the name’ construct that's so beloved by the younger generations out there. I don't know what my App will do, but I do know what it will be named: Aieaia.
An Aieaia is a genus of moths, meaning I can use it to name my new app as long as it has anything even remotely to do with some “drawing people to the light!” bullshit.
So once I’ve removed the vowels, therein giving it the seal of approval so valued by these young people, it will look like this:
I mean, how great would that look? On a bumper sticker:
On a t-shirt:
On your comically oversized water bottle:
Is that my Aieaia logo on Kim Kardashian's ass right now? Maybe! Is it on Mount Rushmore right now? Could be!
LOOKING FOR INVESTORS EVERYBODY 💰💰💰💰
An Aieaia is a genus of moths, meaning I can use it to name my new app as long as it has anything even remotely to do with some “drawing people to the light!” bullshit.
So once I’ve removed the vowels, therein giving it the seal of approval so valued by these young people, it will look like this:
I mean, how great would that look? On a bumper sticker:
On a t-shirt:
On your comically oversized water bottle:
Is that my Aieaia logo on Kim Kardashian's ass right now? Maybe! Is it on Mount Rushmore right now? Could be!
LOOKING FOR INVESTORS EVERYBODY 💰💰💰💰
A Chicken Biscuit of Shame
I spend a lot of time wondering how it's possible that I (supposedly) live in a building with more than 600 people & yet I've seen like 4 of them in the three years I lived there. While doing just that a few days ago I was craving a chicken biscuit from Bojangles, presumably because I have working taste buds, but didn't wanna rope myself into buying a bunch of chicken & biscuits so that ordering it from UberEats made sense; normally that would be the permission I'd give myself to inhale whatever else they could fit into the U-Haul truck car but for once in my life I'm trying to be somewhat sensible (I was gonna write “about food” there but let’s be honest it could really apply across the board when it comes to your old pal Xmastime), so I ordered four large iced teas to go with the one biscuit instead - the cost would legitimize ordering UberEats, and I'd enjoy the iced teas throughout the next day or so.
Long story probably even longer, on my walk/elevator ride back upstairs suddenly the fucking cast of Ben-Hur shows up; I go weeks without sharing an elevator & now was in one crowded with people staring at a guy holding a foot locker of what they'd rightfully assume to be fried chicken. I tried to make a lame joke like "hey, party at #613!" or “I didn’t even know Bo’s had salads this big!” but trying to pass myself off as anything other than a big fat fuck scurrying back to his apartment to eat a toddler’s body worth of Bojangles fried chicken, probably in his tighty-whities while screaming at X-Files dvds, was futile at best (at worst? cultural appropriation 😔).
I sprinted back out into the hallway to shout out to all the people who'd been wandering around the halls/stuffed into the elevator , but nobody was there. I tried to do an Ebenezer Scrooge at the end of A Christmas Carol thing ("at the end of A Christmas Carol"...as opposed to the end of that very special episode of Diff'rent Strokes with Gordon Jump, I suppose?") by throwing open my window & shouting out the truth into the streets, but my window only opens about 4 inches so the best I could do was look like a fucking idiot instead.
Of course.
And yes. The biscuit was fucking incredible.
The tea was fine. I guess. Who remembers tea?
An almost unbelievably slow 20 minutes passed until my phone pinged my order had arrived; I flounced down the hallway, into the elevator, down 6 floors and into the lobby without seeing another person which, as I referenced before, is par for the course for my building. And so of course waiting for me was:
As in, what's normally used to lug (I promise that's the correct word) orders such as:
Once back in my kitchen, this was how the inside of the box looked:
I sprinted back out into the hallway to shout out to all the people who'd been wandering around the halls/stuffed into the elevator , but nobody was there. I tried to do an Ebenezer Scrooge at the end of A Christmas Carol thing ("at the end of A Christmas Carol"...as opposed to the end of that very special episode of Diff'rent Strokes with Gordon Jump, I suppose?") by throwing open my window & shouting out the truth into the streets, but my window only opens about 4 inches so the best I could do was look like a fucking idiot instead.
Of course.
And yes. The biscuit was fucking incredible.
The tea was fine. I guess. Who remembers tea?
It's Confirmed. People are the Worst.
Thursday, February 20, 2025
Wednesday, February 19, 2025
Parting the Waters with ONLY FOOLS AND HORSES
Moi say Moi back in 2021:
The episode Class of '62 tells us Del Boy, Trigger, Boycie and Denzil went to Martin Luther King Comprehensive School as little kids. Were there really schools in England named after King? In the 1950s? 🤔Stage Fright is another classic episode I've watched a million times, but it's only just now I noticed this:
Del: You're rehearsing first thing in the morning. I've booked a room at the Jesse Jackson Memorial Hall!
Dafuck? ANOTHER thing in Peckham London named after an American Civil Rights leader?
OH! And it's even funnier - the two episodes are back to back!! Did legend John Sullivan spend a few weeks back in 1989 obsessed with the American Civil Rights Movement? 🤔🤷♂️🤣🤣🤣🤣
Incredible du Jour
Moi Say Moi back in 2006:
7) I’m fairly certain that “Snakes on a Plane” is the first movie ever where just the title will suffice. You hear that title, you’re like wow…fucking awesome! And you have no need or desire to even see the movie, but would have no problem handing over $10 just for hearing the title.
Aaaaaaaaaaand ladies& gentleman, may I present a new entry in this category. No need to actually hear the story, I got all I need here thanks. 😜🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
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