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New Phone

Back in the infancy of this site (before the long hiatus) I once blogged about wanting a cell phone/cordless phone that looks like an old-fashioned rotary phone. Finally, two and a half years later, someone’s created one. Anyone got $400 they can spot me?

bleary-eyed

I’m in the middle of another one of those hell weeks. This is that kind of week where I work Saturday and Sunday at Amoeba, then Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday from ten in the morning till 11:30 at night. I have Thursday off because I’ve got to go see the doctor about the high hemoglobin levels […]

When Harry Met Sally

I’m throwing this thing onto eBay today. It’s an odd style one-sheet for When Harry Met Sally. The thing is, I can find no identifying information that tells me exactly which style it is. It’s definitely not Style A. That’s the one we all know from the cover of the disc. Does anyone have a […]

an offer you can’t refuse

You’re sleeping soundly, confident that you’d made yourself clear to Mr. Corleone: no way that talentless crooner’s getting a recording contract. And then you wake up…

laptop thief

You ever had anything stolen? Ever wish you could address the thief directly and point out in a clear and simple style just how unfortunate the theft was and how much you’d like that thing back? A Berkeley bio professor had his laptop swiped. At the end of the next day’s class session he takes […]

Libby Gelman-Waxner

Jack asks in a comment to yesterday’s post how far back Libby Gelman Waxner’s famous column began. Those who followed Libby’s funny and offbeat “reviews” might remember that she was revealed to be Jeffrey scribe Paul Rudnick. Her first column appears in the February 1988 issue, which sports Cher and Nic Cage on its cover. […]

hospital

My Mom is out of the hospital. She went in on Monday for surgery and got out Tuesday. Today, I spot this piece over at McSweeney’s. Amusingly appropriate.

meow

I get an email this morning from Macromedia, who apparently labor under the impression that I’m a Flash developer extraordinaire. The email provides a link that, they hope, explains my nagging wonder at just how designers created the “roving cat” at the Whiskas cat food website. After reading the article, I click through to see […]

pornboy: final day

We’re into the last twenty four hours of bidding for the Pillsbury Pornboy. Not that the bidding has been out of control. In fact, it seems rather lackluster. Someone’s going to be the lucky winner, but it’s not going for the millions I had hoped it would. I suppose what he really needs is an […]

more auctions

A little action on the auction. Yesterday a small flurry of bids pushed the Pillsbury Pornboy up to just over twenty bucks, which matches my expectations, if not my hopes. And the Pornboy himself? He’s chillin’ Meanwhile, Manager Guy and The Empress over at my favorite Query Letters site have tipped us off to an […]

pornboy update: day 3

I’m beginning to think I’ve overestimated the public’s need to see a baking icon festooned with porn starlet signatures. A common mistake, to be sure. I’m sure we all know many people who’ve made the same mistake. Bidding stands at $1.25. I’d been planning to use auction proceeds to buy a house on Beachwood Canyon. […]

pornboy update: day 2

Two bids came in pretty quickly, but the thing is still only at $1.25. That’s pretty cool. Usually bids don’t start rolling in until Day 5. Seventy visitors so far. Not bad, really. I’m actually kind of pleased with the design of the auction page, so that’s the best that can be said of the […]

pornboy update

The auction’s online. Check it out here. Oh boy, this is exciting…

pillsbury pornboy

I write in my last post that one rarely sees the Pillsbury Doughboy (hee-hee!) mentioned in the same breath as the fine women of Vivid Entertainment. I’m hoping to change that, if even for just a little while. Some time ago I ran an Isla Vista video store called Emerald Video. As emmissaries of that […]

the art of the query

I worked a short time as a script reader. I only read about a hundred scripts, but no more than a handful of them were written with a modicum of confidence, style and ability. The rest were various shades of horrible. A script reader is the second of many hurdles separating a screenplay from production. […]