• Rooter Bong


    Call Rooter Bong, that’s the name, and away go troubles down the… uh… what do you call that… thing? where it’s like the water just… goes away… like… whoa. The people next door are getting some kind of plumbing work done. Hourly rates are the lowest in the city, but they take a long time.…

  • Serenity


    I was looking for something to fill the Sydney Bristow-shaped hole in my heart, and I found Serenity. Err, “Firefly.” Mac got me the DVDs a while ago, and we’d planned to watch them together but either forgot or got distracted by “NewsRadio” and World of Warcraft. I’m surprised at how much I’m enjoying the…

  • Up Before Noon


    I’d always heard about the “Seattle Depression,” but I never understood it until I moved to San Francisco. Anyone who’s known me for any length of time knows that I’m nocturnal by default, and left to my own I’ll gradually switch to up all night (when I’m convinced I get “my best ideas”) and asleep…

  • Christmas only comes once a year


    That’s it? That’s the big climax for season 3? (Of “Alias.” In case anyone reading thought there was a chance I’d be talking about anything else.) I can’t even tell if it warrants a “spoiler” warning, but whatever.

  • Field Trip


    Because, apparently, I’m a moron, I decided to start watching Battle Royale at around 1 AM tonight. So tonight I can’t blame the insomnia on anybody else. Baka! I’d been hearing about this movie for years, and I was actually afraid to watch it. The premise — Lord of the Flies meets “Survivor,” where a…

  • Looters


    Normally when you’re as ignorant of politics as I am, you keep your mouth shut unless absolutely necessary. But lately I can’t turn around (virtually speaking) without reading something that makes me want to put my fist through a wall. I can’t read all the news stories of people trying to capitalize on a national…

  • James Van Der Beek and them sisters from “Sister, Sister”


    The title is from Mike Doughty’s song “Busting Up a Starbucks”. If I’m interpreting it correctly, the song’s about impotent outrage at “corporate culture,” pop culture in particular. So at least for the rest of this post, that’s exactly what it’s about. And what a coincidence, because that’s what I’ve been thinking about a lot…

  • Subliminal


    The other day, I was trying to buy a pack of cigarettes from someone who just wasn’t getting the concept. Usually I say, “American Spirits mediums” and if they don’t get it, I say “the light green ones.” This was too much for the poor clerk to handle, so I was having to point vigorously…