We have a double dose of Happy links for you this afternoon because wegot drunk and forgotwere called away to an urgent meeting yesterday, so you get a two-for today. We told you about how Jon Stewart mocked the ever-living fuck out of Sean Hannity's
Apropos of nothing except the song reference, I was just remarking tonight that all of us aging ex-hippies and -trippies and -yippies and -yuppies all wish that we could write a tune as good as "Imagine".
I'm glad people have such good quality copies of the Hall of Fame performances to judge the sound quality by so they can make such definitive judgments about how awful it was.
Look at the covers for "Hard Case Crime" paperbacks.
Is that book cover the birth of "Sideboob?"
Careful what you say about my Mom.
I just want to know when Frank Zappa licensed his face to paperback novels.
Say --- you know who else is dead, but has fans who absolutely know what he thinks about stuff?
The Joan Jett choice makes perfect sense, 'cause you know who else doesn't give a damn 'bout his reputation?
Kurt Cobain is who.
<i>Imagine there&#039;s no sideboob. I wonder if you ca-an</i>.
Yeah but yummalicious Adam Scott is at The Masters so there&#039;s that for a Happy Nice Time.
Also too Sting looked pretty darn hot &amp; buff for a man in his 60&#039;s.
Him rolling over and going to sleep or demanding you make him a sammich doesn&#039;t seem so bad compared to that bit of post coital fun....
Apropos of nothing except the song reference, I was just remarking tonight that all of us aging ex-hippies and -trippies and -yippies and -yuppies all wish that we could write a tune as good as &quot;Imagine&quot;.
<i>You may say I&#039;m a pervert, But I&#039;m not the only one.
I hope some day you&#039;ll join us....</i>
<i>Check list of young wife to a gross-looking billionaire:
1. Replace hubby&#039;s heart pills with placebo. 2. Try three of those things from that list in Cosmo. 3. Profit!!</i>
Naw. Don&#039;t worry about her. She&#039;s good.
I&#039;m glad people have such good quality copies of the Hall of Fame performances to judge the sound quality by so they can make such definitive judgments about how awful it was.