Stuff and Moonshine

An interview with Colin Nissan about his perennial holiday classic: “It’s Decorative Gourd Season, Motherfuckers!”

I’d say he’s right in identifying that part of the reason the piece works is that it’s essentially good-natured – the guy talking about gourds isn’t swearing from anger, but from excitement.

 And a possible new classic (with fewer swears, yet a similar vibe): Humpty Dumpty Had a Great Fall

 Another Nissan piece: “By Day I’m an Omelet Chef But By Night, I’m an Omlet Chef at Another Place.”

Given that this "H. P. Lovecraft, advice columnist" piece has been doing the rounds, I thought I'd post a bit of Lovecraft parodying himself in letters to a friend:

To Clark Ashton Smith

Onyx Sea-Cliffs of Kho --
Hour when low tide bares that daemon-carven reef wherefrom men avert their glance …
June 14, 1933
Dear Klarkash-Ton: -- ( Read more... )

Tintin in R'lyeh.

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Dance class, yesterday. We do an exercise with lots of up-and-down arm movements.

Teacher: Your arms should be feeling tired. I know mine are.

Me: Heh. “I just flew in from Vegas, and boy are my arms tired.”

Woman next to me: Oh, you were in Vegas? How was it?

Me: No, it’s – it’s a joke. You know, like old stand-up comics : “Hey folks – I just flew in from Vegas – boy, are my arms tired?”

Woman: …….



It’s a good thing I didn’t reference the “Take my wife – please!” bit, or she’d probably have expressed sympathy that my same-sex civil union was going through a rough patch.