Do you remember watching The Mighty Hercules as a kid? Remember when Daedalus would think that he’d gotten one over on Hercules and he’d be all smarmy and pathetic and mean? And then, inevitably he’d lose and Herc would drag his ass around town and then the meanness was gone and he’d just be smarmy and pathetic?
That’s kinda like what the Toronto Sun is looking like these days. Here’s their front page from yesterday:
Now that’s professional headline writin’!
Spring has sprung
grass has ris
I wonder where
the birdies is?
Dear rotation + trajectory of earth: we would like spring now please. Kthxbye.
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The second-quickest way to invite my scorn? Be a telemarketer and call at dinner time. The quickest way to invite my scorn? Be a telemarketer, call at dinner and try to sell me a subscription to the Toronto Sun. For bonus scorn, argue with me when I say no.
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The new Silver Mt. Zion (etc., etc.) album garnered an A- from the Onion AV Club. I haven’t had a chance to listen to it yet, but I just assume I’ll love it. Maybe I’ll take the same approach that I did with Horses In The Sky: buy it, put it on my Zen, forget about it, and then nearly have a stroke six months later when I hear a song like “Teddy Roosevelt’s Guns” for the first time.
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One of these arrived in the mail last week. I bought this one from Threadless last week. Now I’m tempted to buy this. I need help.
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