The Dead Brothers and Donkey Diesel can be added to the list with the Two Man Gentlemen Band and The Scarring Party.
Perhaps your greatest post ever, young Ben.
Yeah, I got lucky, so I'm posting on unfogged at 9:20.
I'm crushing pretty hard on Gyllenhaal myself, w-lfs-n.
Not beestung. Bow-shaped. And the chin, I would argue, is less about chin per se than it is about the heart-shapedness of the face in general.
Somewhere, a few years ago, I read something very perceptive about the kind of bone structure favored variously by b&w, color, and television.
9 is interesting. Whyn't you google that up, Mr. Smartypants?
(at last, you (perhaps) think, he's come to the bloody point)
Forget Python. You clearly were meant to be a Lisp programmer.
Give the keyboard back to your mom, PK.
PK's in bed, being read to by his father.
And with that image of love and harmony, I'm going offline for the evening.
OGPEACH THE OGGEDPEROR
HE HAS BEEN ABSOLUTELY CORRUPTED
I repsponded to your poetry bleg.
Don't be so shy. Don't hide your ardor in preciously overgrown paragraphs. Declare your love for Maggie plainly, as I have. My experience shows that your path is still open.
But on clicking the links for risque pics (c'mon now, your cob loggers throw down) I see that you're talking about music again. And, shame of shames, I've even heard of the band. Some friends saw them in Central Park en route to visiting me in my ancestral home. They liked 'em and bought the CD. Or one of them, at any rate.
I wowed them by pointing out that half of the inspiration of Pink Floyd was sad when that great ship went down before they were. Plblblblblblblblblblb.
1) OK I'll admit I missed it. Whose style is ben imitating?
2) Yes Maggie G has a flappery sort of charm, which leads me to question my attraction to her: do I want the Gyllenhaal, or do I want the 20s?
True, but not particularly instructive. For instance, I suspect we live in a 20's analogue period whether we like it or not. My dating a MG-analogue is possible, but not nearly so likely,Also, the existence of time machines is, if only slightly, less probable than my dating the girl in question. I am, after all, very smooth.
w-lfs-n: drunk. On, presumably, artisanal Hebridean gin spiked with six drops of Ganges water and garnished with 14th century Nottingham Yew.
The parentheticism is groovy.
Next time: recursion!
Traveling back in time is as attainable as this admittedly-famous hipster young woman? Ouch.
24: foolishmortal, if it's between Maggie and the dubs, take her. But don't let AWB trick you: 20s are much more easily available.
Or wait, you mean you long for a new Gilded age, where we proles can bask in the reflected glamor of the superrich while ignoring the misery rapidly bearing down on us? It's your lucky day, kid!
Nah, it's not the '20s without Tommy guns on running boards.
29.2 Well, that's kind of what I meant.
28: Are the hipsters after her now, too? Those pricks always steal all my ideas, First I started wearing my dad's 70's clothing in high school, then I decided that punk was far too sincere, now they're into my sexuality.Fuck them I didn't cause the the trucker hat thing, though I suppose they're on to something else now. Fucking hipsters.
I was at the same film as Ben, it turns out. The actress was lovely. I spent about half the movie trying to devise a pattern for her ridiculously sexy half beret half batting helmet hat. While our dear manicurist was indeed Gylenhaalesque (she the big-eyed ness of silent film stars), our intensely glaring barber's assistant Joe was himself quite Crispin Glover
I think I can picture what you mean, but I like the image of flopping the beret down as an ear guard better. Unless that's what you mean and I'm thinking of a different hat.
That would be a great look for switchhitters. It would have to be a kevlar beret though.
The kind you find in a secondhand store in Baghdad.
What in God's holy name are you blathering about? Specifically, what does "flappery" mean?
That said: mmmmm, Maggie Gyllenhaal.
Gyllenhaal is descended from the Swedish nobility and is part Jewish and part Swedenborgian by faith.
Her brother dominates the Google image search, showing the power of the gay Mafia.
Forget Python. You clearly were meant to be a Lisp programmer.
(write (concatenate 'string (car (cdr '(uh huh)))"?"))
I confess to stereotyping, first thinking that Maggie Gyllenhaal was the simpering Renee Zellweger. Google image saved me!
Yet I remain guilty of stereotyping Teutonic ladies. At work once I referred to Sonia Dobber/fuhls as "Irene Ingel/dinger" (real names) even the two ladies are not in any way similiar except for their goofy names. (As far as I know, neither is a Nazi, but you never can tell.)
Young w-lfs-n, the period can be your friend. Stop copping out with semicolons, sack up and use some punctuation that means it.
Two sentences. TWO SENTENCES. Oy.
Clifford Geertz wrote that way, Lobofilho. A word to the wise.
I was not drunk, you people, I was stone cold sober and exulting in my youth and freedom from care, riding high and bending the tops of the trees and whatnot.
Also, I'm not sure why I would want not to resemble Geertz, who, unless I'm mistaken, had a renowned career or some shit.
Lobofilho, Geertz ended his life as a pomo sociologist.
Odd. I've sort of kept up with Maggie Gyllenhal's career (although not enough to remember how to spell her name) precisely because she seems to me unusually homely--not just for an actress but for any young woman with a claim to beauty. (I mean, I can see that she's prettier than me, but that's like being the tallest munchkin.) So I am fascinated and pleased to find that there are many people out there who find her really alluring. (Also, all of y'all, I know a girl who looks almost just like her but blonder, but since you all live on the coasts I guess you're out of luck.) It's always gratifying to find that what I assume to be the iron laws of aesthetics, well, aren't.
42: gin drunk. I just know it. Really you can write like that sober? You're like a mystic!
We've all got to go somehow, Emerson.
"Can You Waddle" by the Spartans features a kazoo solo. And a stunning drum sound.
Calvin Coolidge being our first Rosicrucian president, it makes sense that this issue would arise.
Ben, has our mocking transformed you into a parody of yourself, or are you really like this?
Her father was raised Swedenborgian.
I don't know how it developed, but Swedenborg himself was some kind of sexual mystic. Wm. James father was a Swedenborgian too, and something of a nutcase.
I just checked. He was an idealist and a Utopian, but not really terribly crazy. Very interesting guy.
53: they talk about James' early family history in The Metaphysical Club. Sounds like they were pretty mainstream intellectuals who got caught up in the Second Great Awakening wildness. I have diaries from an ancestor during that era, and she's constantly talking about seances and table-lifting sessions and so on. Mysticism was a big ol' faddish thing.
37/38: The value HUH is not of type SEQUENCE. Or implementation specific words to that effect.
Question: is it is better or worse to screw up when you make semi-obscure geek jokes?
or maybe it's worse to point it out.
Question: is it is better or worse to screw up when you make semi-obscure geek jokes?
Unfortunately the answer to that is not defined in the spec.
But you are correct that I had it wrong. It's been a few years.
Maggie G is ok. Naomi Watts would be good as a flapper. I just watched Rudolf's Moderns again, and Linda Fiorentino didn't work.
But as a fan of Louise Brooks AND Clara Bow AND Greta Garbo I don't think there is a "20s type."
What little Ben might have seen and been reminded of Maggie G with is finishing school grace.
More ballet and dancing back then.
her ridiculously sexy half beret half batting helmet hat.
A cloche, nicht wahr?