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Seriously--not a joke. My neighbors are clearly having crazed, loud Bin-Laden-is-dead sex. SERIOUSLY.
Aaaaaaand just for some context: http://www.cbsnews.com/8301-201_162-57433184/fla-mom-gets-20-years-for-firing-warning-shots/ …
Snarky "first world problem!" tweeter, you have busted me. By "my FB wall isn't functioning," what I meant was "world hunger is irrelevant."
1994: Yauch storms the podium at the VMAs, doesn't get thrown off as fast as he thought, and blurts, "Um...and Star Wars was my idea!"
In our culture, the only acceptable response to, "How's everybody doing?" is "Whoooo!"
"Dear Mr. D: We are suckers. We want you for our army, or whatever. Sincerely, the government."
Had one of those ultrashocked reactions, like, "Seriously, Lou Reed can DIE?!"
Shmancy party. Me: So you must be the Black Guy. Friend: Yeah. There's another, but we stay apart so nobody thinks it's a revolution.
I mostly write three kinds of songs: gangadanks, chooglers, and plucky-arpies.
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That Jesus-is-the-reason-for-the-season thing? Untrue. It's a pagan solstice festival rejiggered for Christianity by the Romans.
Raymond Chandler started writing at 44, after getting fired for drunkenness. My generational compatriots, don't you DARE sob over your age.
I wrote a piece for @slate, presenting thorough evidence that Beyoncé was NOT lip-syncing: http://www.slate.com/articles/arts/culturebox/2013/01/beyonce_lip_syncing_at_the_inauguration_musician_mike_doughty_says_she_was.html?utm_source=tw&utm_medium=sm&utm_campaign=button_chunky … via @slate
The ukelele is now officially a plague.
I just wasn't expecting Yauch to go. Famous people die, but rarely is it stunning to suddenly live in a world without him. So sad.