Showing posts with label Shut Up 'n Play Yer Guitar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shut Up 'n Play Yer Guitar. Show all posts
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Sunday, May 20, 2012
"Tis Grave Crime to Diss Da King, Boy
Bully for Obamakles
Ah, when the Life of the Mind comes a'Rotter
Friday, March 09, 2012
A World of Bu Hwei Kan
Ah, Thomas Friedman's beautiful vision of the Shape of Things to Come............the whole Web as a Ministry of Truth.
This is the stuff that Obamaklean Dreams are made of.
Winston Shienshan at Work
Tuesday, March 06, 2012
The Plan is Silence
Friday, March 02, 2012
The Sounds of Silence
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Saturday, December 31, 2011
The Year of Living Blindly
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Yo, Gibson, Boy, What We Have Here is a Failure to Communicate
Wednesday, March 02, 2011
Friday, September 17, 2010
Mais où sont les neiges d'antan?
The middle-class father, preparing to meet tuition fees of $40,000 or more, and board and lodging on top of that, will naturally dwell on all the ways in which this represents a good investment. But when his daughter emerges three or four years later with a degree in Women's Studies, the main outward sign of which is a well-honed grievance against men in general and the last one in particular, he is likely to question the wisdom of throwing away a third of a million dollars on such an outcome. You don't say.
Saturday, August 07, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Hey Leverkühn! Eat your goddam leverworst
The Flying Dutchman is coming to town! Have fun in Madras. Sopranos are great over there.
Thursday, April 02, 2009
For Score and 7 Years? Ago!
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
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