Category: words mean things (Page 110 of 223)

Quote of the week

[from an IM conversation, since I haven’t jumped on the “quoting IMs” bandwagon as of yet. And who am I to buck a trend?]

I feel that chat is like the “speed chess” of written communication. Most people play checkers.

-John Kusch, blee bloo blar BLOG and other enterprises

Bruce Paltrow, who produced and directed The White Shadow and St. Elsewhere, died this week. St. Elsewhere especially is considered a forerunner for all kinds of episodic TV that came after it. I think his widow, Blythe Danner, and the rest of us should be a little ticked off that he is primarily known, both in death and life, as Gwyneth’s dad. Better his death not be mentioned on Entertainment Tonight (!) at all, than under the headline, “Gwyneth’s Dad Dies.”

Even if I didn’t think she’s a marginally-talented actress with inexplicable fame, I would still think this is a shoddy way to treat an accomplished and talented man’s life.

One of my favorite things about my daily walk around the neighborhood is overhearing snippets of conversations people have in the street, on their porch, etc. They don’t know me, I don’t know them, and they have no idea I can even hear what they are saying. It’s one of the few times where you can be convinced you’re not just living in The Matrix, that there is indeed a world outside of your own consciousness. Which is a comforting thought, if you ask me.

Russian mail order brides want to meet me!

Subject: I’m interested in you

Hello
My name is Svetlana. I live in St. Petersberg and I am looking for a real relationship with a real man. I signed up with this internet service to meet good western men, I hope you are really there. Please see and write me here if you like me.

Should I be concerned that she misspelled St. Petersburg? I mean, isn’t this on the level?

Worst advertising slogan of the month

“Quik Trip – You’re going there anyway!”

And don’t even get me started on the spelling.

Word of the day: indefatigability

Just to show how bored and listless I’ve been lately, I sat down tonight and watched “Showgirls” on TNN, complete with badly-done dubbing of bad words and even worse digital undergarments pasted over all the naughty bits. (And you thought my Anna Nicole anecdotes were the worst it could get.) This has got to be the most unintentionally funny major studio production ever made. (Troll 2 was not a major studio film.) Watching Elizabeth Berkley flounce around looking like a cross between a blowup sex doll and a deranged clown with a neurological disorder was quite entertaining, I must admit. Throw in endless nail maintenance, a papier-mache volcano, and Alan Rachins from “L.A. Law” trying to rub ice on Berkley’s nipples, and you’ve got yourself a spectacle, baby.

if we instantly felt better upon taking in the words “everything is ok” it would be etched into the moon.

I read Bobby’s site and I am amazed. And I have hope for humanity. If even one person can write like that, we have hope.

The Wisconsin gubernatorial candidates, Scott McCallum and Jim Doyle, have been slinging a lot of mud lately. All the political ads they’ve been running talk exclusively about the other guy, and how he’s an evil, puppy-killing scum who’s going to ruin your life.

I think one of the best skewerings of this was on the Simpsons episode where Sideshow Bob was running for mayor of Springfield against “Diamond Joe” Quimby.

TV AD:
Mayor Quimby supports revolving door prisons. Mayor Quimby even released Sideshow Bob — a man twice convicted of attempted murder. Can you trust a man like Mayor Quimby? Vote Sideshow Bob for mayor.

I also love how everyone clucks their tongues at the negative ads, editorials decry them, and yet politicians keep doing them – because they know they work. If commercials full of kittens and rainbows got people elected, they’d use those. People say they hate the negativity, but they eat it up.

Sort of like McDonald’s.

Yes, I admit it. I watch the “Anna Nicole Show.”

Best thing about tonight’s usual round of cringe-inducing behavior? Watching Anna greet a tiny Martin Sheen backstage after they’d both appeared on the Tonight Show. Sheen, clutching some guest gifts, looked somewhat terrified, like he was Tokyo being threatened by a giant blonde Mothra.