John Roderick, the handsomest ukulelist.
Halloween is a go.
I have a face and I’m not afraid to use it.
2013: Powell’s Books
2018: Powell’s Books and Gifts
2023: Powell’s Mostly Journals
2028: Powell’s Creative Shared Workspaces
2040: Powell’s Ocean Crisis Supplies
2060: Powell’s Murder Stadium
2090: Powell’s Human Leather Goods
2113: Powell’s Books
Maybe Ben and I should have joined the Jetski Squad at BoatParty.biz. A handsome group. But we make our beds and then we lie in them.
HEY MA, I MADE VARSITY ON THE JETSKI SQUAD
I remember once, in college, riding on the back of a flatbed truck in a float depicting Interfraternity Cooperation, or something. We who were riding were supposed to be shouting out invitations to a big charity do of some kind. Promoting brotherhood, I believe. But the driver of the truck found himself to be enjoying truck driving so much for its own sake that he went faster and faster, so that we clarion callers in the back were reduced to hanging on for dear life and shouting, “Bobby, slow down!” The medium is the message. The notion of fraternal organizations’ fostering breadth of brotherhood was flawed to begin with—there were separate Jewish and non-Jewish fraternities, there were separate fraternities and sororities, there was a separate organization for “independents” (people whom no fraternity wanted), and there were no black students in the whole college—so the statement we conveyed as we hurtled through the streets made sense, as a matter of fact. Instinctively, Bobby may have known what he was doing. — Roy Blount Jr. : “Gothic Baseball”
Hey drowsy driver! Here’s a tip to help you wake up:
Think about the fact that you will certainly die, and that the time and place of your death is known only to God. Who doesn’t exist!
San Francisco: This Friday, we’re back with another FUN TIMES WITH FRIENDS. This month: classic video games, funny special guests and more treats!
Last show was sold out—call ahead to reserve spots, doofus.
Staying at this apartment in LA I found on Airbnb, there are a bunch of books on the shelves in a language I can’t figure out. Any idea?
Happy 4th of July from The Kegels
"Bento and Chimberly"
I have to resist reblogging every Liartown.
I want to get a tattoo that looks like I tried to cover up a mistake tattoo because that shows that I lived hard but also grew up.
Coincidence? I don’t know how it could be.