THIS PHOTOGRAPH makes me wish to eat.*
LUCKILY, I will be in New Orleans next week. For more information, you should naturally turn to the Times-Picayune
COURTESY: Sutton Hoo.
THAT IS ALL.
*and cry
Friday, March 30, 2007
Thursday, March 29, 2007
His family said his only real hobby was UFOs.
THIS STORY FROM THE GUARDIAN IS EXCEEDINGLY BIZARRE and sad as well.
I HOPE THE YOUNG AMNESIAC IS OK but I also startle at how each detail of his story, even the structure of the newspaper story itself, feels like it was lifted from the first chapter of some aiport horror novel from the 70s.
SURELY there must be some German word for the creeping weirdness of life imitating bad genre fiction.
THAT IS ALL.
I HOPE THE YOUNG AMNESIAC IS OK but I also startle at how each detail of his story, even the structure of the newspaper story itself, feels like it was lifted from the first chapter of some aiport horror novel from the 70s.
SURELY there must be some German word for the creeping weirdness of life imitating bad genre fiction.
THAT IS ALL.
Friday, March 23, 2007
EVIDENCE: FRIED ITEM X
NO ARCHIVE ONLINE SEEMED TO EXIST, so I had to dig into the paper files.
That is all.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
FROM THE COMMENTS, APE-LAD REMINDS
FROM THE COMMENTS, Ape Lad reminds us all of his fancy plate of deep fried Oreos.
Such presentation! But why didn't they add a pound of cream cheese?
That is all.
Such presentation! But why didn't they add a pound of cream cheese?
That is all.
WHAT YOU HAVE HERE IS BASICALLY A DOODLE DOG
WHAT YOU HAVE HERE is basically a classic "pig-in-a-blanket" from the Yankee Doodle Diner of New Haven, CT...
(WHICH IS A HOT DOG, stuffed with cheese, wrapped in bacon, and fried--a complete redefinition of the term "pig-in-a-blanket" down to every word and hyphen)...
...THAT HAS THEN BEEN DEEP FRIED.
COURTESY: the mad geniuses at the Seattle Stranger (thank you, Dan Savage) and to good ole LOOKA! for the alert.
I ADMIRE THIS KIND OF THINKING, and indeed I indulged in it myself once, long ago. Which got me to thinking: why didn't my invention, the deep-fried White Castle burger, having premiered in Men's Journal, A NATIONAL MAGAZINE, in August 2003, ever catch on?
IMAGINE MY HEARTSTOPPING, DEEP FRIED SURPRISE when I learned that AS OF JUST TWO DAYS AGO, it finally had.
LOOK: I don't wish to take away from the accomplishments of "the [non-mad] geniuses of the independent league's Gateway Grizzlies."
FOR STRANGER COINCIDENCES OF INSPIRATION have happened many times before. And it's probably likely the idea of deep frying a White Castle was dreamed long before my time here: frankly, the idea was inevitable.
STILL, I NOW UNDERSTAND, IN A SMALL WAY, THE PAIN of the man who invented the deep fried twinkie, only to watch the credit be assigned to countless state fair deep-fry technicians around the country.
BUT MAINLY: I am just glad the idea is out there.
Finally....
That is all.
(WHICH IS A HOT DOG, stuffed with cheese, wrapped in bacon, and fried--a complete redefinition of the term "pig-in-a-blanket" down to every word and hyphen)...
...THAT HAS THEN BEEN DEEP FRIED.
COURTESY: the mad geniuses at the Seattle Stranger (thank you, Dan Savage) and to good ole LOOKA! for the alert.
I ADMIRE THIS KIND OF THINKING, and indeed I indulged in it myself once, long ago. Which got me to thinking: why didn't my invention, the deep-fried White Castle burger, having premiered in Men's Journal, A NATIONAL MAGAZINE, in August 2003, ever catch on?
IMAGINE MY HEARTSTOPPING, DEEP FRIED SURPRISE when I learned that AS OF JUST TWO DAYS AGO, it finally had.
LOOK: I don't wish to take away from the accomplishments of "the [non-mad] geniuses of the independent league's Gateway Grizzlies."
FOR STRANGER COINCIDENCES OF INSPIRATION have happened many times before. And it's probably likely the idea of deep frying a White Castle was dreamed long before my time here: frankly, the idea was inevitable.
STILL, I NOW UNDERSTAND, IN A SMALL WAY, THE PAIN of the man who invented the deep fried twinkie, only to watch the credit be assigned to countless state fair deep-fry technicians around the country.
BUT MAINLY: I am just glad the idea is out there.
Finally....
That is all.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
EVIDENCE OF MY ABSENCE
I HAVE BEEN away. This is obvious to anyone, but proof of it may be found here.
BUT HERE IS THE ONLY PART OF THE STORY THAT MATTERS:
"The only way that this night could be more perfect is if I ran into Alan Moore, pan handling for money outside of Canter's. I would ask him: "Why are you pan handling outside of Canter's, Alan Moore?" and his answer would simply be "Magick." This would make unbelievable sense to me and I would give him a twenty dollar bill."
THANKS, Elan, for contacting me via "myspace." Sometimes myspace is very good. It does, after all, offer this (also via Elan).
BUT I NEED TO ESTABLISH A NEW MYSPACE POLICY, AND IT IS: no more myspace.
IT SEEMS LIKE EVERYONE IS HAVING FUN THERE, but as I am old and slow and unable to keep up even with this simple tickertape machine, it feels unfair to let those poor people on myspace to go unanswered for so long.
I ACTUALLY TRIED TO DELETE THAT PAGE about a month ago. But now I will take a week to tell those poor souls and you people that ALL INTERNET CONTACT SHALL NOW OCCUR EXCLUSIVELY HERE.
With a side dabbling in Flickr.
AND TO THOSE PATIENT PEOPLE who defaced their books and sent in hobo nickels, I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN YOU. I have all your letters, and you will be hearing from me, IN THE FUTURE.
That is all.
BUT HERE IS THE ONLY PART OF THE STORY THAT MATTERS:
"The only way that this night could be more perfect is if I ran into Alan Moore, pan handling for money outside of Canter's. I would ask him: "Why are you pan handling outside of Canter's, Alan Moore?" and his answer would simply be "Magick." This would make unbelievable sense to me and I would give him a twenty dollar bill."
THANKS, Elan, for contacting me via "myspace." Sometimes myspace is very good. It does, after all, offer this (also via Elan).
BUT I NEED TO ESTABLISH A NEW MYSPACE POLICY, AND IT IS: no more myspace.
IT SEEMS LIKE EVERYONE IS HAVING FUN THERE, but as I am old and slow and unable to keep up even with this simple tickertape machine, it feels unfair to let those poor people on myspace to go unanswered for so long.
I ACTUALLY TRIED TO DELETE THAT PAGE about a month ago. But now I will take a week to tell those poor souls and you people that ALL INTERNET CONTACT SHALL NOW OCCUR EXCLUSIVELY HERE.
With a side dabbling in Flickr.
AND TO THOSE PATIENT PEOPLE who defaced their books and sent in hobo nickels, I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN YOU. I have all your letters, and you will be hearing from me, IN THE FUTURE.
That is all.
Friday, March 09, 2007
Sunday, March 04, 2007
HIGH FIVE: THE SOUND OF YOUNG AMERICA COMES TO (W)NYC
IF YOU LIVE ON OR NEAR THE ISLAND OF "MANHATTAN," please do tune your FM radio to 93.9, also known as WNYC
AND THEN LISTEN to The Sound of Young America....
A PUBLIC RADIO SHOW ABOUT THINGS THAT ARE AWESOME
AS IT MAKES ITS DEBUT on the New York air.
TONIGHT at 6PM
IF YOU DO NOT LIVE NEAR NY but do live near the internet, why not stop by WNYC.org, and give them this message:
"I AM SO GLAD YOU ARE BROADCASTING THE SOUND OF YOUNG AMERICA ON THE RADIO EVERY SUNDAY NIGHT AT 6PM THAT I AM SENDING YOUR STATION TEN DOLLARS."
I'm going to do it. WON'T YOU?
MEANWHILE, please do click on the photo to view and join TSOYA's long-overdue and very welcome FLICKR GROUP OF PEOPLE HIGH FIVING EACH OTHER, THEMSELVES, AND ANIMALS.
That is all.
AND THEN LISTEN to The Sound of Young America....
A PUBLIC RADIO SHOW ABOUT THINGS THAT ARE AWESOME
AS IT MAKES ITS DEBUT on the New York air.
TONIGHT at 6PM
IF YOU DO NOT LIVE NEAR NY but do live near the internet, why not stop by WNYC.org, and give them this message:
"I AM SO GLAD YOU ARE BROADCASTING THE SOUND OF YOUNG AMERICA ON THE RADIO EVERY SUNDAY NIGHT AT 6PM THAT I AM SENDING YOUR STATION TEN DOLLARS."
I'm going to do it. WON'T YOU?
MEANWHILE, please do click on the photo to view and join TSOYA's long-overdue and very welcome FLICKR GROUP OF PEOPLE HIGH FIVING EACH OTHER, THEMSELVES, AND ANIMALS.
That is all.
Friday, March 02, 2007
Thursday, March 01, 2007
POLLACK v. BROOKS
I REGRET I am so late in noting Neal Pollack's thoughtful reply to David Brooks's unthoughtful rant-yelled-from-porch-at-passing-teenagers of last Sunday's New York Times.
BETWEEN NEAL AND STEVEN JOHNSON, I think the discrediting of Brooks's book-cover-judgment and unprovoked attack upon Neal's son's unpretentious name is complete, so I will add no further comment other than to ask...
DID DAVID BROOKS ACTUALLY USE THE TERM "jump the shark?" I am afraid to go back and look, for fear it will cause my eyes to burn up in their sockets and 1000 stars across the galaxy to instantly collapse.
AND THAT IS NOT HOW I WANT TO SPEND MY DAY
(Courtesy, once again, to Sugarfreak for the still-haunting image of nealbaby.)
That is all.
BETWEEN NEAL AND STEVEN JOHNSON, I think the discrediting of Brooks's book-cover-judgment and unprovoked attack upon Neal's son's unpretentious name is complete, so I will add no further comment other than to ask...
DID DAVID BROOKS ACTUALLY USE THE TERM "jump the shark?" I am afraid to go back and look, for fear it will cause my eyes to burn up in their sockets and 1000 stars across the galaxy to instantly collapse.
AND THAT IS NOT HOW I WANT TO SPEND MY DAY
(Courtesy, once again, to Sugarfreak for the still-haunting image of nealbaby.)
That is all.
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