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Saw A Scanner Darkly tonight. It was, as I had hoped it would be, amazing. I had this stupid grin slapped on my face the entire time, my eyes just swimming in shape and color. And oh, the antics. How I love Rory Cochran and Robert Downey Jr. and Woody Harrelson. Keanu and Winona, not so much. I’ve already shared my feelings about them. But this movie isn’t even really about them. Any of them.…
So it turns out the crazed Cordova grocery-store stabber is an MTSU student. Supposedly the kid made the Dean’s List last year. Yikes. Never let it be said that cheap education cures all ills. I have e-mailed the editor of Sidelines, so hopefully they’ll pick it up.
MLGW is the country’s worst utility company. I’ll buy that. The Memphis utility finished dead last among the nation’s 76 largest electric utilities rated for customer satisfaction in the J.D. Power report for 2005. On the firm’s 1,000-point index, MLGW received a score of only 563 — seven points below the total racked up by the second-worst-rated utility, the Long Island Power Authority, and more than 100 points below the industry average. Pretty awesome, though,…
Today is B-Mo 2.0’s* birthday! I really wish I could break out with a funny programming joke or even write some shit in binary code, but, alas, I am dumb as a rock. /but I can do this//for, like, as long as I want///and it just gets hilariouser and hilariouser! *Gotta go with B-Mo 2.0 because B-Mo is already taken.
Because you will dream about walking with lots of people down an open rural road, and turning to realize a car crash has just happened behind you, and some woman has lost her hand and is walking behind you, holding her bloody stump, which is spurting crimson all over everyone she passes by, which may explain why no one seems to be helping her. And this woman will be doing pretty well to be sans…
1. Seriously, what’s a girl gotta do to get some sweet tea at a restaurant? This is the South. Sweet tea should flow from the fountains in Nashville, for God’s sake. I don’t care if you’re leading the New South revolution and trying to break down stereotypes about Southerners. Let’s talk about jettisoning bolos before we talk about throwing sweet tea out. 2. Las Paletas should be considered a national treasure. Sure, $2.50 for a…
Growing up I thought adulthood would be one comfy coast to enlightment and oldness. But I am learning, time and time again, that adulthood is a knotted string of complications and impossible decisions and long periods of consternation — the kind where you can’t keep your face out of your hands and your heart beats faster and faster even though you’re not moving. I don’t like having to make Decisions.
This column cracks me up. In addition to telling you it was hot yesterday, we can also tell you many interesting tidbits about the heat. We call these sidebars. For instance, we sent reporters out the other day to find the places in the region that smelled the worst because of the heat. Get it? That’s a sidebar. Tomorrow, if it stays hot, we will think of other sidebars. Maybe we will go out and…
Serrabee has taken up the blogger meet-up torch and is soliciting ideas for venues and dates. My completely selfish vote is for a Sunday at some place that serves all types of spirits instead of just beer, but I can make do wherever we go. Got an idea? Let SB know.
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