It’s true. So says the busboy(man?)/chip deliverer at El Mezcal. Randomly. To the man at the register while we’re paying for our check. At least that’s what Phil thinks he said. My jury’s still out, playing in the fountain in front of the courthouse. So Joey and Marie are here. We sat and shot the shit for an hour or so before I had to come to work. Tomorrow we’re going downtown to check out…
I live in an apartment, okay? Not a giant, drafty, Victorian house with a basement full of rows and rows of purple lights feeding troughs of pot plants. Thanks, conveniently engineered energy crisis! You just dicked me out of nearly an entire paycheck.
The funny transcends all languages. I thought I was in love with Memphis’s Craigslist page. And then I discovered the Rants and Raves board for London’s Craigslist. And my heart swelled with laugh juice.
There. I just bought some mid-April tickets to The Schlong to see a girl about a horse. And, as my irrational fears never, ever leave me, I am already fretting in little spurts about the flight(s). Egads, I hate flying. Now I’m wondering if it’s wise of me to fly in the middle of April, when it’s likely to be rainy and stormy and slick and gross. But I wanted to escape the possibility of…
Today’s Friday’s Feast: AppetizerName one chore you don’t really mind doing.Refilling the candy dish. Just kidding. There is not a single chore I don’t mind doing. SoupHow many times have you moved homes in your life?Once from Hooker’s Bend to Hwy 104, another time when I went to college, again when I moved out of the dorm into an apartment, again when I changed apartments, and another time when I moved to Memphis. And one…
(From Slate) In a single piece, Dahlia Lithwick of Slate gets so much about the Alito hearings exactly right: And as the two senators trade threats, expressions of feigned outrage, and promises of dire consequences, the real problem with this whole confirmation process becomes clear: It’s a battle of the world’s largest egos. There is only one product they’re trying to move in this four-day infomercial and that product is senators. Senators! Get your red-hot…
So says this airport security officer, the dolt.
Someone found T&G yesterday by Google BlogSearching “Jeff Sessions.” This someone happened to be searching using a senate.gov domain, located in Washington, D.C., with a “U.S. Senate Sergeant at Arms” ISP. So I figure this is Mr. Sessions himself, or perhaps another senator or a Sessions aide or intern or something, just dicking around on the internet during Alito recesses (the hit came at 3:36, so I guess that means 4:36 eastern?) or after the…
I can’t think of anything funnier than hearing Ricky Gervais going apeshit laughing. If you haven’t already, listen for yourself.
Surely this is the first time the AP has ever gotten the chance to work “hot horny girls” into a story. I’m just left wondering about the choice of punctuation here, and if the meaning changes with or without a comma separating those lucious modifiers.
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