Too bad they can’t call Ernie Anderson to smooth things over.
Too bad they can’t call Ernie Anderson to smooth things over.
Thanks to the typo, I just imagined Robin Williams holding a bucket with a blank expression. Har!
This reminds me tangentially that I still haven’t watched the Saul Bass AT&T rebrand film posted here last September. Lady Digital’s out tonight, so I know what I’ll be watching.
I thought it was “It’s safe to dance,” despite the title, but I’ve yet to confirm that.
“Shitter bag’s full! Seal it and toss it in the compost pile with the others.”
I recall the red vinyl floor textured with circles instead of diamond plate.
I used to buy from Battery Bob’s, an online store, but it’s been a while. I remember the selection and pricing being pretty good.
I recall a kid relative getting one for Christmas in the ’90s, and the safety information pamphlet in the box had an illustration of a very upset boy with Stretch Armstrong wrapped tightly around his arm, pain spikes and all.
Avatar/comment synergy!
Quick, someone mash this up with Vampire Weekend’s Contra!
But did Bowie give the punk movement that which it desired?
“That movie was great!”
I wonder if there are any articles hailing Lori Beth Denberg as a predecessor for today’s successful full-figured comediennes. I’m too lazy to look it up, though—it’s not vital information.
“There are dozens of us! DOZENS!”
Huh-huh, TAINTED with negativity. [FARTS]
I annoy Lady Digital with my Aaron Mahnke impressions laced with copious y’knows and, awkward; pauses.
My first job was working in the packaging division of an MRE factory. The “Rock or Something” illustration amused me so much that I used it as the title for a series of mix CDs.
Wasn’t Star Wars on Ice the first act of Episode V?
That couch group shot posted by Pixies is both embarrassing and phenomenal. Wow.
¡Adiós, viejo!