"Thank you for explaining that the amount correctly corresponds with a number you have based it on."

It's always fun to follow the interaction between a customer service representative and an overly intelligent, smart-alecky crackpot.

In fact, the whole website is something of a terrific timesuck - I can spend many enjoyable hours here.

HT: TDW (now that's more like it!).

Where Were They Then?

Here's a clip of Tina Fey's very first acting gig, from 1995 - it's an ad for Mutual Savings Bank. If you think that's bad, you should see the kind of ad she did afterwards.

My only quibble is that they are clearly not eating Chicago-style pizza.

HT: TDW.

"What Will Happen If Dublin Is Invaded by Zombies?"

Here's an intriguing and introspective short from Ireland on a group of World of Warcraft players. That kind of game was never my bag, but it makes for a pithy little film anyway.

Stuck in My Head

I get songs stuck in my head all the friggin' time. The funny thing about it is that the songs are completely, absolutely random, and I can never figure out what prompted them to me. Earlier this week, for example, I was singing "Do They Know Its Christmas" for no earthly reason whatsoever.

To exorcise a song, I need to listen to it, once through, and then I'm good. That's where this blog comes in. Today's demon to be driven out is the following:

Yes, the above does suggest that I am gayer than tinsel. Hey, it's Tchaikovsky - that's defensible, right?

Proust = Poseur?

A friend of mine recently theorized that I walk around with Proust books and the like because I am really pretentious and I really just want people to ask me about me and what I'm reading. Not so! In fact, the last thing I want if I'm sitting at, say, a coffee shop or a bar is for some idiot to come up and say something dense like, "So, you're reading a book, eh?" So no, it's not that.

More likely: I want to get on a certain blog.

And Now It's Time For

...hot guys reading books. The guys are only so-so; the books are all hot (with the exception of the sci-fi book, which is lame).

Also, many of them have books open but are not actually reading. It's as though they merely bring books with them everywhere they go in the hopes of someday appearing on a blog entitled "Hot Guys Reading Books."