Life in a Northern Virginia suburb of Washington, D.C. B.M.A.T.C., and Etruscan typewriter erasers. Blogged by David Gorsline.
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Amy Langfield has launched NewYorkology, travel tips for tourists to New York. Her advice about riding the subway is very practical (would that D.C tourists would heed it, too). I wish that she had something to say about the baffling (to me) black car services that you have to deal with in the outer boroughs. And don't miss her report of her evacuation from the Q train during the '03 blackout. (Thanks to "leta".) posted: 7:01:43 PM |
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Does anyone else remember a time when AMC used to be a good movie channel? Lola Ogunnaike reports:
..."Film Fakers" may go down as one of the meanest reality series yet. That
is because the program, which will have its debut tomorrow on AMC, dupes
out-of-work actors into believing they have landed plum movie roles, only to
reveal later that the entire production, from the crazed director to the
flimsy script, is a colossal hoax.
Come to that, how about when you could see Arts on A&E? Geez, I remember watching opera on that channel. posted: 2:32:59 PM |
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I rather like this line of reasoning:
In the aggressive counterspin in the SNL wake, minister-turned-manager/stage
dad Joe Simpson told Ryan Seacrest that the acid reflux made [daughter
Ashlee's] voice "hoarse" and "Just like any artist in America, she has a
backing track that she pushes so you don't have to hear her croak through a
song on national television. No one wants to hear that." Brilliant. For this
moment on, Gothamist will use acid reflux as our Get-out-of-jail-card. "I
can't see you anymore - the acid reflux is too much." "The TPS cover sheet
is missing because the acid reflux struck." "Our crappy post with broken
links and typos? It's that acid reflux again!"
Along with several ailments of my body that began to appear as soon as it was out of warranty—dermatitis in my scalp, a wobbly left knee, varicose veins in odd places—I'm prone to a bit of heartburn myself. Now I understand how it's been holding me back, how it's been getting in the way of things I want to accomplish. The unfinished project for Sue that she asked me to do two years ago? Acid reflux. The lousy audition I gave (not this past weekend, thank goodness)? Sour tummy. I never call my mother? Big, bad heartburn. posted: 1:32:49 PM |
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