I’m only doing this because I have followers who may possibly get an update on their main page, but, I have a new blog which I actually care about and will be updating several times a day as a means of procrastination. It’s called You Will Miss Everything Cool and it’s about stand-up comedy. So, if you like that subject, read it. This shit’s now defunct. Probably. I was a very negligent parent. Sorry, Names Upon Strange Signs.
Originally Posted By everythingcool
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Chris Fairbanks. “Re-Circumcised.”
I’m a big fan of fast styles. As in, joke no pause for breath different angle on the concept no pause for laugh new direction no pause, and then calm down.
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Originally Posted By slackerparexcellence
CHEERS TO OUR REBEL HEARTS: I ignore a lot of calls and texts.
This isn’t me trying to be a dick, and I’m sorry to those that genuinely try to hang out with me or see me and I never respond. Sometimes (and by sometimes I mean a lot of the time) I just like to be by myself and do things on my own. It’s nothing personal at all. I enjoy pretty much everyone who…
Nobody wants to hang out with you, Evan.
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Just because nothing equals nothing doesn’t make everything fair.
Jeffrey Lewis, “Everyone’s Honest.”
…she had learned that time was essentially a comic thing – only constraints upon it diverted it to tragedy, or at least, to misery.
Lorrie Moore, “Paper Losses.”
That you could only understand something if you did not desire it.
Lorrie Moore, “Paper Losses.”
The Morning Benders, Big Echo
http://www.mediafire.com/?fgotwzk0ynw
I’d heard another album of theirs, Talking Through Tin Cans, and that’s charming enough raucous three chord pop. This new one, though, Big Echo, takes their sound into the realm of beautiful, ornately produced, I don’t know, do you call it, baroque pop. It’s good stuff. Check it out.
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The Walkmen, “Canadian Girl”
This is a modern day soul song, and I don’t mean strictly by genre. These motherfuckers got soul.
RIP J.D. SALINGER, 1919-2010
“I ignored the flashes of lightning all around me. They either had your number on them or they didn’t.”
