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Note: This post is by guest writer Sterling the cat.
O hai! I want to tell you about a most extraordinary day I had yesterday!
It was an overcast, late-winter’s afternoon. Outside, the street was quiet, and inside, grey light filtered softly through the apartment curtains.
I was napping when I was awakened by footsteps on the stairs and the unlatching of the deadbolt. It was Daryl returning from the store with three plastic bags!
Three bags! And they smelt of fresh things! What did he have in those three plastic bags? He had foods of all sorts! So many shapes and textures!
But what, pray tell, is this one?!
It’s huge! It’s as tall as me! Its base is knobby and rough, and it flares at the top into an explosion of floppy spikes. It smells earthy and sweet, of soil and honey.
Can I push it? Can I tip it over? What sound will it make if it falls to the floor? I am COMPLETELY OBSESSED! This thing is making me CrAzY!
No, wait! Don’t take it away! Don’t cut it up! I have only begun investigate this amazing piece of food! What staggering miracles of life manifest themselves in the kitchen!
Do you not realize what this is?! My dear sir! It is a pineapple!
Even if you haven’t seen it yet, you already love the music video for Gnarls Barkley’s new song “Run.”
General Motors spends a good chunk of its marketing budget promoting Chevrolet as an environmentally friendly brand. They’re even running ads for the Chevy Volt – an electric car that does not yet exist.
That ad seems awfully cynical and two-faced when you look at how GM promotes its other brands, like Hummers, Cadillacs and GMC Trucks. The message: Ginormous cars are patriotic and sexy.
Once in a while, the two messages collide. The clash of ideals is enough to make your head hurt. Behold: the Tahoe Hybrid!
1. I was curious about those pictures that everybody’s running of “Kristen.” I did some reporting and wrote this story for work: Press Taps MySpace For Photos Of Spitzer Call Girl.
2. I have no further comment on this detail that appeared in The Times today: “Late Saturday afternoon, the governor hopped an Amtrak train to Washington, changing into a white-tie tuxedo in the train’s restroom.”
An actual e-mail conversation with a (non-white) coworker:
On 3/12/08 4:15 PM, <coworker> wrote:
You tell me…
http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com/
On 3/12/08 4:29 PM, <daryl> wrote:
This is very close to being funny, but I can’t quite put my finger on why it isn’t. There’s something missing. It’s really a blog about yuppies, and most white people aren’t yuppies and not all yuppies are white.
I know what’s missing — we don’t have an up-to-date word for “yuppy” yet.
On 3/12/08 4:30 PM, <coworker> wrote:
How’s “Hipster”?
On 3/12/08 4:36 PM, <daryl> wrote:
Close, but hipster implies a level of coolness, youth and wealth that doesn’t match this list.
We’re missing an all-encompassing word for trendy-nerdy, college-educated, middle-class people.
The most breathtaking failures are ones that began with such promise, every advantage, every reason to succeed.
- The Edsel
- New Coke
- Star Wars: Episode I, The Phantom Menace
- Talk magazine
- Enron
- Eliot Spitzer
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