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The lesson Connery teaches him is that following the letter of the law isn't as important as getting results. Hence, extorting the police cheif, pretending to interrogate the dead body then shooting him, etc. And Ness comes around to his point of view when he throws Nitry off the roof. So, yeah, the analogy doesn't

"Arrested Development" isn't a pun, it's a double meaning. (It's actually a triple meaning, if you consider that they live in a housing development, whose progress was arrested)

Palin turned you down for one?

mine are between fireman and astronaut!

Their roommates?

Obbviously that first example should be payroll tax, not patrol tax. Stupid iPod.

Actually, the cable companies use a lot of public infrastructure, so that bill would go up too.

I forgot about Spnic Youth. Good answer.

Also worth mentioning that Flans is no slouch himself. I think TMBG works as well as it does because the two Johns have a Lennon/McCartney thing going on — Linnell's stuff can be tinged with bitterness, which plays well against Flans' exuberance.

Linnell has a higher good/bad ratio than Pollard, who's released a ton of garbage, so he wins the US crown at least. Not sure about Linnell/Elvis.

Ned? Ned Ryerson?

I would imagine either of them would be happy to answer your question about being children's entertainers, once they're done rolling around in the big piles of money that being children's entertainers has netted them. It completely revitalized their career, creatively and commercially.

I once reviewed a Mono Puff album, but my editor hated TMBG. So even though I liked it a lot, I had to give it a middling review so my editor would run it. Now there's a middle review by me on the TMBG web site, of an album I actually liked a lot. I still feel bad about it all these years later.

I'm going to pile on here - I lived in and around Brooklyn for a long time, so I've seen them too many times to count over the last 20 years. They're reliably great on stage. They make a real effort to entertain, which few indie bands to. And, they still write great songs - hell, I've got half of "Here Comes the

Three things have brought me to tears, as an adult.

Armond White has been pissing people off with his reviews since before there were internet comments. He writes for New York Press, distant second to the Village Voice, who have always reveled in pissing people off. (They once fired their editor-in-chief after he ran a Matt Taibbi piece making fun of Pope John Paul's

Years ago, Cat Power played her own score for Passion of Joan of Arc in New York (at Tonic, when it was still around). Naturally, it sold out in about five minutes, so I missed it.

I'm not so sure Sitwell owns the Bluth company. I feel like Lucille getting arrested may have put the kybosh on the deal, as it was only a verbal agreement.

Also, I recommend hooking up with an *ex* co-worker. You already know each other from working together, so there's a comfort zone established. But if it goes horribly wrong, you don't have to see each other every day because you no longer work together. I'm 3-for-3 hooking up with co-workers who've given notice.

Touche, Fhtagn.