Am I fucking kidding me?!

I account for taste.

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Tonight, when my cab driver found out I was neither married nor with girlfriend, he said I was bly. According to Urban Dictionary, bly is a Rastafarian word meaning “to get a favor or chance.” Fair enough, cab driver — I am pretty bly.

Ted Leo, going it alone.

Ted Leo, going it alone.

If they could get a washing machine to fly, my Jimmy could land it.

A grinning Blanche Lovell, evidently unconcerned by the growing possibility of her son dying in space. From Apollo 13.

One of my favorite quotes ever, I realized yesterday.

I didn’t realize Mischa Barton was in The Sixth Sense until just now.

I didn’t realize Mischa Barton was in The Sixth Sense until just now.

OK full disclosure: I’m not really slaving away at anything at the moment—but LATER!!

I hope everyone is having a grand old time hooking up with hometown flames while I slave away in the kitchen. No rest as long as there are still minds un-blown.

I’m having Thanksgiving at a friend’s place tomorrow and I’m half sure I’m gonna spend most of the day lost and trying to figure out Boston’s commuter rail system. Even so, it should be nice getting out some.

As a TV production student, I feel almost compelled to get this and be bored by it.

As a TV production student, I feel almost compelled to get this and be bored by it.