The Pomegranate Phone
If you haven’t seen this already, check out this amazing new phone fellow Poptenner Jamie Antonisse showed me a few weeks ago. That’s right – you’re looking at the first cell phone/digital video projector! And it’s got some other crazy
Swine Flu Road Trip! Vegas Anyone?
Of all the things I’m scared of a pandemic flu isn’t one of them (weird right?). I am 400% certain that it wouldn’t affect me and I’d be one of the “chosen few.” It’s like when you want to know
No. Thank YOU, Mr. President…
I’m proud of what we’ve achieved, but I’m not content. I’m pleased with our progress, but I’m not satisfied. So it’s been 100 days now. 100 days and it still hasn’t worn off. The image alone of President Obama
Is Andrew WK the Messianic Christ?
I’ve suspected for a long time that there might be holy or eschatological implications for the coming of the Andrew WK. The evidence is all there, but today’s article in New York Magazine seals the deal. The evidence is
Drunk Texts Go Public – Society’s Downfall? Or Just Yours?
You know you’ve done it. You know you’ve woken up the next morning regretting it. And if you think you haven’t, well, then you’re simply not looking back at some of those old texts that you sent at 2, 3,
BROOKLYN, USA 11233
If Brooklyn weren’t a borough of New York City, it would be the 4th largest city in the country. How bout them big apples son son?
Get Some American Experience
Holy cow. Where did my socks go? American Experience: We Shall Remain: Trail of Tears totally knocked them off. I just watched it last night on PBS, and now I have to donate. This is the third in a series
My Theory on Shakespeare…
can be summed up in this comic. Brilliant.
4.27.09 My Top Ten RIGHT NOW
1. SHOW The Singing Forest This confusing yet engrossing drama of deeply interconnected characters racing around New York City packs a surprising punch and belly laugh depending on which part of the three hours you’re experiencing. Craig Lucas’ script might
Summer Movie Calendar 2009
May approaches, and many of us popcorn movie fiends are joyfully anticipating the special brand of euphoria that comes with numb butts, arctic air conditioners, screaming babies, SnoCaps, and- ah yes, brainless summer entertainment. Summer Blockbusters are my guiltiest