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My nephew called me this morning, and I picked up the call at my desk. He was making newspapers, "with big sheets of newsprint." I asked if there was any big news today, and he said, "Yes, it's a daily newspaper, after all."
He confessed to making a mistake today that he thought was funny. He and his family are going up to Newport, RI for a week, and he was convinced they were leaving today, when in fact they're leaving tomorrow.
"We're all going there to celebrate my mom's birthday on Saturday. Oh, speaking of, Happy birthday!" Made my day.
Oh yeah, and I found out today that my name is in the acknowledgements section of a famous playwright's most recently published work (one of the main characters is based on me).
Another thing, Mr. Janus, you are no longer in the Prime Target Demographic for "The Daily Show", so you must now watch either the local news or Seinfeld reruns at 11. Sorry.
That shit's on cable anyway. I don't have a TV; that makes me leaps and bounds away from Daily Show target audienceship. Plus I can remember the Jon Stewart show from back in the day, when he didn't have to be the conscience of the nation and didn't push half-baked yet entirely accurate political opinions on us with every breathless breath. That was funny TV.
I'm demgraphically in the C-Span Book Notes market, except C-Span isn't broadcast TV either. What, only people rich enough for cable get to know what's going on in our halls of government? I blame the whites.
I only ever watched PM's questions anyway. Smart cookie, that Tony.
"Stick it up mister, hear what I say sir"
"Get your hands in the air sir, and you will get no hurt sir"
He said "Turn out your left pocket"
"Give me a clean search sir"
"Take off your shirt sir"
"I ain't got no ratchet now"
"Stick it up mister, hear what I say sir"
"Get your hands in the air sir, and you will get no hurt now"
Happy Birthday, you magnificent bastard! If you're not on a plane to Vegas or something, give us a call. There's a Fatty's mojito with your name on it waiting!
Happy Birthday! I didn't even realize until now that as of earlier this year I too am old enough to run. And I haven't even managed to finish spring cleaning the apartment. I'm so far behind.
Happy Birthday! (I'd love to know the play. I understand if you don't want to tell me, but email the profile email if you can.) Most importantly, Happy Birthday!
Here's a secret for you: there was a second shooter. And a third. And more where that came from. Then I was too drunk to stand up, so they poured the rest in my mouth while I lay there on the floor.
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