Monthly Archives: August 2005

Anticipation

I was struck tonight by the fact that I am not very old. Yet I am not so young that I get dressed up in a metallic dress and sandals and a glittery handbag and ride the bus downtown to … Continue reading

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Totally Not True, but What I Felt Like Saying

“Oh, any monkey with a pot of strong coffee can complete a PhD.”

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I Liked the P

You probably already knew this, but P. Diddy is now just Diddy. He says the “P” came between him and his fans but I beg to differ. I think the “P” kept it real. Anyone can have a one-word moniker … Continue reading

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Am I Curmudgeonly?

We were sitting on the couch, eating dinner and watching “Jack Van Impe Presents” when, amidst the flurry of late rush-hour traffic and its honking and screeching, I heard it: squeaking. Not rhythmic, like a squeaking instrument, or tiny, like … Continue reading

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What The Hell is That on Joey’s Head?

The new Nickelback single, from whence comes the title of this post, is called “Photograph” and bears a startling, nay, terrifying resemblance to the song that preceded it, “Torn,” by Natalie Imbruglia. No, no, don’t go try to find it. … Continue reading

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