Colin Hank? Let me check that with Lee Ann Rime and Britney Spear.
Colin Hank? Let me check that with Lee Ann Rime and Britney Spear.
I can't claim never, but I get a cold for my wife's five. The level of fecal bacteria on the things I handle every day must be pretty manageable for a guy as careless as myself.
I don't know if I'd call it a song, not a song like "April Showers" or anything; It sounds like a cross between a pep cheer and a rhythmic taunt. I guess it has a lot in common with that Sam The Sham record "My Gal Is Red Hot (Your Gal Ain't Doodley Squat)."
But Baz wanted you to feel the same electric danger jazz age readers felt about the happening up to date now party that opens the book. He said so on public radio yesterday. You can't use Louis Armstrong and the Hot Five to give today's audiences a sense of electric danger. Baz wants it all: the romance of the…
I wouldn't watch Game of Thrones with your eyeballs.
Welcome to the monkey house.
I'm a stick up for Nordstrom now - that apostrophe "s" thing hurts they heart, so quit it!
Leave it to me to be surprised that music is about something. What was Barber's Adagio about, again?
Best cat song ever.
He reduced a whole side of the human race into a single distinguishing body part. Next thing you know I'm going to start referring to him as an asshole.
Do try to count people by number, dear, and try not to measure them by amount. We measure jellybeans by amount, in weight or sometimes in volume (by the pound or the pint), unless, of course, there is a contest to guess their number.
In our home we strategize how to foster more head butting and face licking. We pretty much treat him like Meher Baba.
I'm not a fan of the man or the artist but something tells me he's going to really shine in this next Coen Brothers movie.
Reading Answered Prayers again last year sort of intensified my feeling that there's much in this notion. All that running away from an awful backward past to invent a more perfect new self in a more sophisticated milieu. And whoring.
Breakfast At Tiffany's seems to be taking place in a weird parallel universe until you recast it 100% with gay men. Then everything - especially the throwing the cat out of the cab in the rain part - makes perfect sense.
Republicans do this thing where they purposely put ineffectual people in government and complain that government is ineffectual. Werner called it a racket.
Return To Oz. Yes. I'd bet on Baum liking it best.
Maybe white folks can make bad grammar corny like they did jazz.
Which made it funny instead?