Howl
For Carl Solomon
Tag: flash
Morning strangeness
Found this link to a Japanese Kikkoman soy sauce ad over at Neil Gaiman’s blog. He can’t figure it out. Me either. And no, I don’t know why he gets the girl into bed at the end, especially since she’s nowhere else in the ad. Ah, male-dominated cultures! Gotta love ’em. Maybe they get that … Continue reading Morning strangeness
Wake up, blogger!
Time to not ignore your primary job in life of spreading aforesaid life in electronical format all over your assigned web-page. Meanwhile, I have a free Shabbat ahead of me. I go to see the Psychedelic Furs tonight, across the street at the House of Blues.
High school flashback
Latin class. Grades 7 through 9, with Mr. B, who (we believed at the time) had gotten thrown out of the Jesuits for being too mean. Ah those were the days… two rows of our class’s best and brightest. I sat in the front row. Janet hid back in the corner by the pencil sharpener. … Continue reading High school flashback
