My God, where did you pick up this inferiority complex? You’d think having a...– Something something something living in a culture predicated on dudes thinking they can just waltz in and tell a women she’s doing it wrong with no regard to context, compassion or manners mumble mumble case in point good luck dying alone (via pantslock)
Those issue-oriented books do serve a valuable purpose though, as do shows like...– Noel Murray on the Dinosaurs finale ep that scared the shit out of me on a kid. And knocking the larger context of the episode out of the park, as usual. Edit: Oh, and there’s extinction fanfic in the comments!* *I tried to link to it, but the link doesn’t work.
Very early on, we did a show in Pittsburgh where I accidentally punched myself...– John Flansburgh, doing the dumb things he’s gotta do. (From this awesome TMBG tour history. #16 is about Jacksonville!)
AND WHILE WE’RE ASKING QUESTIONS, WHY DOES FUCKING SLYTHERIN EVEN EXIST!?...– Lindy West. This bothered me all the time, too!
NEVER GO TO BLOG PARTY: A Guest Post, By Sady...
youngmanhattanite: Say, friends! It has been a long while, since I used the Tumblr machine at you! And I am not using it now. No, indeed: This is a very special sort of post. A GUEST POST, delivered via advanced word-processing mechanisms to your Tumblr dashboard. And why, you ask, would I write such a post at you? Well: WHY DO I EVER. The answer, of course, is that somebody paid me five...
Hey, crazy documentarian guy, when your movie is about someone who is most famous for losing a presidential election, maybe you should not call it “The Undefeated.”
‘LET MY NAME NOT BE FORGOTTEN.’ For my entire life, I had viewed my...– The son of a deadbeat Nigerian immigrant and a white Kansan woman reflects on his name. It’s sort of like Dreams From My Father, as told by someone whose father’s dreams were pretty shitty.
TMBG has been bringing it for my entire life, and they show no signs of stopping.
My Netflix Instant queue is loaded with Criterion films and acclaimed independent dramas of the past decade, but I mostly just watch two things: BBC period miniseries and lady-oriented reality shows. The fact of the matter is, most of my intellectual weightlifting for the day gets done on the Web or in a novel, and I schedule viewings of the Important Shows (Mad Men, Breaking Bad, Louie, etc.)...