Category Archives: Funny
is still funny but maybe needs to stop trying to monetize her web presence.
for someone else’s analysis of a television show. I don’t watch The Talking Dead specifically because I have zero interest in hearing what those twits have to say about a show I JUST FREAKIN’ WATCHED.
Of course, Lizzie, the more psychotic member of the Carol Corps, sees a pretty simple solution to this problem…. Lizzie just puts her hand over Judith’s mouth and nose… Lizzie’s just having a great time smothering this baby….Lizzie’s last name is Borden, apparently!
Carol saved them! It’s definitely a Carol ex Machina…
I thought it was entirely plausible that Walking Dead would kill Glenn off-screen, turn him into a Walker, and force Maggie to stab him in the head as an almost involuntary reaction to him lunging at her. That sounded just brutal and awful enough to be right up Walking Dead‘s alley….But for that insanely long take of Maggie where she’s crying after the stabbing, I expected to the camera to cut to zombie-Glenn with a knife in his head at any second.
And no one needlessly risked his or her life in order to eat a million pounds of canned pudding!
Funny stuff. “Carol ex machina” – I’m stealing that.
I’m a fan. Not in the “must have freshly ground beans (ground to the right consistency, mind you) that were roasted yesterday and brewed in a Japanese pour over rig/Chemex?Aeropress with water at just the right temperature and steeped just *so* long” type (I’m looking at you, Cartel). But I’m a fan. I have 2 different types of french press and an old Krups Moka 468-42 low-pressure steam coffee maker on my counter, so I take it a little seriously.
But I do believe that if you can’t enjoy any coffee, from the best fussy crap I mentioned above to the finest camp coffee made with waaayyyyy hot boiling water in whatever vessel you can find over an open fire with grounds poured straight into it and then left for half an hour, then you aren’t really a fan. Coffee snobs are wasting my time – it’s COFFEE, FFS.
That being said – how is it that the Pike Place roast drip coffee I get at every Starbucks (there I said it – I frequent Starbucks; I like consistency) is more bitter and less flavorful than the presumably same coffee I get made at the little food service cafe right next to my library on campus? Sure, the equipment is different and the beans at the Starbucks store are probably fresherandgroundthatdayandroastedthatweekandohtheendlesssnobberypleasejustshootmenowImayaswellarguewithteaafficiandos…but shouldn’t that make it *better*, not worse?
Ah well. It’s all coffee, which means it’s all good.
Hipster hat? Check.
Tinted glasses? Check.
Plaid shirt, worn open, with cryptic graphic tee underneath? Check.
Fingerless gloves? Check.
Digicam MOLLE pack full of…? Check.
Fashion statement trying to be made? I have no idea. I don’t get young people.
Get Off My Lawn.