Have you seen the commercials with a Lexus covered in a giant red ribbon? (I actually know an actor in one of the spots, but that is not important.) I saw this on my way to work. Apparently, for some people, giving a luxury car is not enough. They have to wrap a whole g**damn jewelry store. It makes the mittens I bought my girlfriend look damned crappy.
It amazes me that after watching those Lexus commercials that poor folks don’t riot in the streets.
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I stopped by The Moth last night, held at the Nuyorican Poets Cafe, which is only a block from my house. I couldn’t stay very long due to my cold, but I was there enough time to see The Heckler.
The Moth is a story telling competition that is very cool and entertaining, but can be a touch precious. The people are very supportive, like poets. That’s why it was so surprising when from right beside erupted the loudest of heckles. One of the local Puerto Rican poets and founders of the cafe was yelling random comments to current story teller. “SO YOU KILLED HER!” is the one that turned heads.
The hollerer was fifty-something with neatly trimmed gray hair, a concise mustache, and a well-polished gold chain over a Cosby sweater and a paunch. He also was drunk as hell on Heinekens. At the end of the woman’s story, amid the polite clapping, he gave a smile and yelled, “BOOOOO!” Jen, the organizer of the event, ran back and rightly chewed the guy’s ass–he was being a dick and picking on amateurs. After the scolding, he left and peace resumed. I was glad he was gone but also a bit sorry. The room was a bit sterile that night and he at least infuriated people. The evil parts of me (who have a quorum) thought he was damn funny.
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Site of the Day: In 30 seconds, A Wonderful Life reenacted by cartoon bunnies.
Have you seen the commercials with a Lexus covered in a giant red ribbon? (I actually know an actor in one of the spots, but that is not important.) I saw this on my way to work. Apparently, for some people, giving a luxury car is not enough. They have to wrap a whole g**damn jewelry store. It makes the mittens I bought my girlfriend look damned crappy.
It amazes me that after watching those Lexus commercials that poor folks don’t riot in the streets.
…
I stopped by The Moth last night, held at the Nuyorican Poets Cafe, which is only a block from my house. I couldn’t stay very long due to my cold, but I was there enough time to see The Heckler.
The Moth is a story telling competition that is very cool and entertaining, but can be a touch precious. The people are very supportive, like poets. That’s why it was so surprising when from right beside erupted the loudest of heckles. One of the local Puerto Rican poets and founders of the cafe was yelling random comments to current story teller. “SO YOU KILLED HER!” is the one that turned heads.
The hollerer was fifty-something with neatly trimmed gray hair, a concise mustache, and a well-polished gold chain over a Cosby sweater and a paunch. He also was drunk as hell on Heinekens. At the end of the woman’s story, amid the polite clapping, he gave a smile and yelled, “BOOOOO!” Jen, the organizer of the event, ran back and rightly chewed the guy’s ass–he was being a dick and picking on amateurs. After the scolding, he left and peace resumed. I was glad he was gone but also a bit sorry. The room was a bit sterile that night and he at least infuriated people. The evil parts of me (who have a quorum) thought he was damn funny.
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Site of the Day: In 30 seconds, A Wonderful Life reenacted by cartoon bunnies.
