No one writes a sad song that gets you thinking about shit like Ryan Adams except maybe Neil Young. Live at Massey Hall DVD sounds great but the weird grainy pans to a reel-to-reel on the chair I can do without. Someone grab me a tissue.
Plastics is so 20th century…vermiculture is the next big thing.
Why is anybody surprised with A-Rod’s admission? He is still a bitch but at least he’s honest. That is saying more than Raf or McGuire. Maybe Madonna talked some sense into him. I’m ready to get on with baseballs dark days. Just outside…..Jones 2-2!
Top Chef would beat the piss out of Hell’s Kitchen.
Like Anthony Bourdan, I’m also an egg slut. They’re a great way to start the day in their many forms. Poached is my favorite however. A hard boiled mid-day stops hunger in its tracks. Pickled eggs are tasty too. I like a sunny side up on my chili. One of the best pizza’s I’ve ever had was in a small town near Montpellier in the Languedoc area of France. It was called “Pizza Thon” – tuna and soft boiled egg on this amazing New York style pizza lathered with fresh tomato sauce. I washed it all down with luscious Bandol Rose. All was right with the world.
How did we manage before wheels found their way onto luggage?
Trav and Elle should spearhead Obama’s initiative around digitizing medical records after what they did in Abu Dhabi for the Sheik.
Where was Israel during the genocides since WWII - Cambodia, Bosnia, Rwanda, Darfur?
Universal fact…all dudes fart when pissing at the urinal.
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