Hustler of Culture
I think if I were an indie rocker and had 4 feet instead of 2, I’d probably be something a little bit more glowering like a racoon or perhaps a hyrax. But I would take my fashion cues from the alpha member of our tribe, the Indy Giraffe, who would know all the right moves (via Willo).
A annotated list of all 111 of Homer Simpson’s jobs (via Kottke).
I have no good reason why but I love this version of The Safety Dance. Maybe because only one of them knows the lyrics.
My friend Erica wrote this. Hilarious!
Since I don’t drink coffee and it’s now been confirmed that Starbucks promotes a gay lifestyle, all those lingering questions you had about my sexuality can be put to rest (via Sara).
From the Balcony is a podcast of movie reviews by Statler and Waldorf, the obnoxious critics from the Muppet Show. Brilliant (via Micropersuasion).
The Stranger, Seattle’s alternative weekly newspaper, plans to throw an Indictment Party tonight celebrating whomever gets hauled in over the Valerie Plame affair. Special drinks include “The Judith Miller”, “The Scooter Libby” and the “George W. Bush.”
Bottoms up. That’s fabulous.
I wouldn’t go to see these bands either (via Waxy.org).
Thanks to the corrupting influence of my friend Maggie.
Pretty damn funny.
My friend Christine explains why two plastic gnomes have gone from being drunken letches to world travellers. The photos prove it. I plead “No Contest.”
