sept 7 in idea barrages

Live Inside, Laugh at the Outside, Love Air-Conditioning.

Malort is Chicago’s revenge on America for not getting to live in NYC or LA. Well-played, Illinois, well-played.

Quarantining Rahm Emmanuel in a do-nothing ambassadorship with a stable ally is a decent way to hide him from the ability to do damage while saving The Establishment face by giving him a nice-sounding title. Perhaps a cynical compromise but it reduces his harm almost completely.

Why do we ruin our chocolate paste with hazelnuts? Why not just spread chocolate on toast and be done with it? Are we so self-conscious in our unhealthfulness we have to try to Europe it up? If you’re gonna have dessert for breakfast, own it, don’t hide it under acrid nut butter.

Yes, we had the Jane Austin / horror monster mash-up trend but how about the Classic Junior Fiction / Crime Procedural mash-up trend? Would you be prepared for ARE YOU THERE, GOD? IT’S ME, MATLOCK.

Tear down walls, not people.

Our language is fun in that if your wife catches you in a cathouse, that’s a good way to end up in the doghouse.

Nine Perfect Strangers would’ve only been good had it been about four Balkis and five Larry Appletons.