Attention, attention. I have just paid for a two-year subscription to Harper’s Magazine and have been given full access to its online archives. I would like to take a moment to say that 1960s American Progressivism fiction is king.
“1960s American Progressivism fiction is king!”
An e-mail received on the first morning of 2008 went as follows:
“If our sun was the size of a baseball, our whole Milky Way Galaxy would be the size of China.
Astronomers say there are billions of galaxies. Where does it all start, where does it all end, and what does it all mean??”
Tell me, how do you respond to something like that?
Oh, Boomerang, how I love you.
May, can we subscribe to the Charter Family & Information Tier? Please?
I will make good on my promise to cook, clean, and have dinner ready every night. My Dutiful Asian Housewife skills can only be cajoled into action by daily doses of classic Fantastic Four, He-Man, and Jonny Quest episodes.
Please, May? Our lives would be enriched if we hear that wonderful opening title warble from Space Ghost, while not forgetting thought-provoking quotes like “Forward, Snow Meow!” After all, classic Hanna-Barbera toons are just like our little foursome: adventurous, cheesy, and a little bit racist.
N: “Your arms are so pale!”
L: “Well…that’s because I’m white.”
Holy finals week crunch time, Batman!
Dear Caleb Leung,
If a Wookiee and a Klingon were put together in a cage to battle it out in a fight to the death, who would win?
Was cleaning out my bookmarks the other day, and thought I’d share some of my more interesting finds for everyone to enjoy:
Is anyone doing anything exciting this weekend? Share the slovenly spoils coming your way over the next two days!
Things I could go for right now:
- Kuching kolo mee with bak chor and char siew
- Japanese chicken katsu curry
- Tuna and salmon sashimi
Things I could definitely go for fight now:
- Foot reflexology
- Black Russian
- Long Island Iced Tea
Things that made me smile when I was upset:
- Science Creative Quarterly
- McSweeney’s
- The BBC
Things that upset me in the first place:
- The choice of “music” plaguing my floormates
- The two days wasted on unpacking
- Loud freshmen
Things that amuse me:
- Overload/ Sugababes
- When The Lights Go Out/5ive
- Bootie Call/ All Saints
This is wonderful:
“Quincey Morris was phlegmatic in the way of a man who accepts all things, and accepts them in the spirit of cool bravery, with hazard of all he has to stake.”
- Bram Stoker, Dracula, p. 224
The book contains insect-eating madmen, wacky Dutch scientists, sober English doctors, bloodsucking Transylvanian creatures of the night, and I had to fall in love with the token Texan.
