So the other day I was thinking about how my burger binge was making my stomach rather meaty, and that it would be funny to get a hamburger or cheeseburger tattoo on your stomach — and was thinking that someone in the world must have one, right? So I Googled "cheeseburger tattoo stomach" and haphazardly happened upon a clip interviewing Daily Show writers about how to write for the Daily Show. … [Read more...] about The Joy of Random Googling, Part 1: “Cheeseburger Tattoo Stomach”
Moo-vie Review: Cowboys & Aliens
Okay, first off — am I the only person who kept hearing this movie referred to as Cowboys VERSUS Aliens instead of "Cowboys & Aliens"?! I was about to throw down with my uncle over this matter. I was wrong, of course (dammit), about this sci-fi western flick named after a graphic novel of the same name, and directed by Jon Favreau. Moo-ving on: So when Harrison Ford starts firing at this … [Read more...] about Moo-vie Review: Cowboys & Aliens
Roger Ebert and The New Yorker: Two Captions Down
I know I should subscribe to The New Yorker, or at least read it every week at the library, because the articles are the kind that you actually like reading — but I have to admit that I pick it up mostly in waiting rooms and doctor's offices. I grabbed the April 18, 2011 issue recently while taking my gramma for an appointment on the northwest side of Chicago, near Wolfy's hot dog joint. After … [Read more...] about Roger Ebert and The New Yorker: Two Captions Down
I’m in an Art Show, Nice. And I Got to Play With Fire.
Okay, the first bunch of photos are of the same hat that, yes, I burned a big fat hole in. The second and third photos will be in the show (next to the actual hat)...what show am I talking about? The Milwaukee Avenue Arts Fest in Logan Square this weekend (I'll be at 2706 N Sawyer, by the McDonald's — what up 49-cent cones!). There are so many good bands and artists at this thing, don't even get … [Read more...] about I’m in an Art Show, Nice. And I Got to Play With Fire.
I’ll Have the Chickpeas — Er, I Mean Woman Peas
I watched the uber-exciting-then-serotonin-depleting final installment of the women's World Cup championship — U.S. vs Japan – at the Twisted Spoke in Chicago last Sunday. (We lost in a penalty kick shootout in overtime.) *But thankfully* the Twisted Spoke scored a point in the menu-humor department when I noticed that one of the ingredients they listed for their hummus was "woman peas (formerly … [Read more...] about I’ll Have the Chickpeas — Er, I Mean Woman Peas