I’ve been immersed in readings for my fast-approaching course all week, but have a few moments to come up for air, so let’s shuffle my smiling visage down the page by linking a few things.
UUUHHHGGG-rrrr!, via Extravaganza contender Nomes, and Darth Vader being a smartass, via MeFi.
Business Time by Flight of the Conchords, as mentioned here a couple of Fringes back.
Tony Martin podcasted. (The Aussie/Kiwi comedian, not the Norfolk farmer who shot a burglar—can’t imagine the farmer’s podcasts being up to much.)
A pilot responds to 9/11 conspiracy theorists. I was considering writing more about that exhibition in Blackpool, but life’s too short to fend off their comments.
The Glory of Carniola rises from the sea of hiatus like those crystal thingies in Superman Returns. Speaking of which, did you find the second half of the movie a bit empty? All that spiky new land forming off the coast, and we got no real sense of millions of people being awestruck or terrified. Seemed like the only people who even saw it were Lex and Supes and co.
This goes back a few weeks, but the story of the whale shot in front of tourists in Norway is rich in thiamin, niacin, and irony. Next in this series: whale served in front of tourists in Japan.
Crooked Timber on clarity in writing. Have I got some postmodern sociopolitical cybertheory for you...
Hey! Rob Clarkson has a blog on MySpace. Hi Rob. Long time no see... fifteen years, even. Man. Like your CDs. Good to see you’re hanging in there. You’ll probably never read this.