Archives for September 2002
If Elected, I Will…
What a screwy election. It turns out even I received at least one vote for chairman of the D.C. city council.
Molly Grows Up
I’m sure everyone’s already had their fill of today’s commentary on the anniversary of you-know-what.
I think we all need a break. Follow this link to watch some campy 1950’s sex education films in streaming video.
A Brief Introduction to the Hubbard Electro-Psychometer
Remember when I took a tour of the Fraser Mansion (read as Scientology cult compound) a few months back?
Ever since that particular day, I’ve found myself receiving polite (and creepy) hand-written letters from church members at regular intervals. The most recent, which arrived this past weekend, was penned to personally inform me of “a free day of auditing to the public on the 21st of September.”
I propose a group field trip for any and all who wish to attend. It should be a riot. Who’s game for a free e-meter reading?
The Turntable Is Dead! Long Live the Turntable!
I found a great little used music store tucked away on Wisconsin Avenue in Tenleytown yesterday. Among my finds was a copy of the original cast recording of Godspell on vinyl.
It was still shrinkwrapped and priced at a mere 25 cents–a reasonable fare for a voyage through the minds of the stoned theology students who made such a lasting contribution to the canon of American musical theater.
My lucky day indeed.
And the best part? My wife knows all the lyrics.
Stand Tall Little Guys
“Thank you for your patience as we take you into a world that defines the epitome of cooperative living, the world of meerkats.”
I’ve gotta get me one of these.