A mystery is afoot!
Delightful! Pricey. Probably worth it.
Ask not for whom the internet tolls...
...because that doesn't make any sense. How can you tell when an internet meme is over? Typically, when it's covered in print. Certainly true of the weeks-or-months behind the times articles in my own (whatever that means) Cleveland Plain Dealer, but here we have the digitization of the printed paper of record! Guess we're done with Garfield.
Like, he's just this guy, you know?
Listening to so many members of The Committee reminesce tonight, it seems to me that Del Close was, as much as anyone else has ever been, Zaphod Beeblebrox. (There's still the saved post from the day I read Guru, but maybe I'll post it after I'm done reading The Funniest One in the Room.)
Also, today is the day that I spent 2.5 otherwise perfectly usable hours of my day (in two sessions) circling my neighborhood looking for a place to put my car for a while. It included a low-speed pursuit by a parking authority vehicle, and an ultimately unsatisfying 'tuesday space.'
On tonight's all-new episode of ‘Hoisted!’
“Detroit Mayor Kwame Kilpatrick was indicted on perjury and obstruction of justice charges after a series of romantic text messages were acquired from backups supplied by the SkyTel pager network, a contract granted by the mayor himself for reasons including SkyTel's touted archiving features. When reached for comment, Kilpatrick reportedly said, ‘Ouch, my petard!’”
A glimpse into filmmakers' souls...
The thing that I really appreciate about the IMDB is that in addition to all the factual information about cast and crew, it provides a place for film afficianados to really dig into a film, dissect the deeper meanings and share insights into the true intent of the filmmakers: [Internet Version of the Ironic Cut] PS, I love how much Z-Rob hates Indy 4. Maybe I'll go see it again and buy two tickets. One for me, and one in Z-Rob's honor. (What? You're not reading the Z-Blog?)