January 12, 2012

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January 1, 2012

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December 23, 2011

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December 15, 2011

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December 14, 2011
I don’t have nearly enough access to chicken-fried steak, and that’s a frustrating thing.

I don’t have nearly enough access to chicken-fried steak, and that’s a frustrating thing.

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December 12, 2011

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December 10, 2011

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December 9, 2011

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November 16, 2011
spookyck:

PANCAKES?!!?!WITH GARFIELD?!!?!?

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When I was in high school, my family hosted a German exchange student. He enjoyed most aspects of his stay, but his two favorite things about the U.S. were the food and the cartoon characters, many of which apparently have a much larger following in Germany. He was also given to catchphrases of a certain sort.
They would sometimes be taken from films, but far more often were adaptations of things we foreigners had said that seemed relatively innocuous to us at the time. He would repeat them over and over, in a comically exaggerated tone, until we began to use them as well.
"Pancakes with Garfield" was one of them.
You see, one day, on our way to school, he spotted a sign that had ostensibly been posted by a local chapter of the Boy Scouts or some similar organization.
It advertised a pancake breakfast, and featured a large picture of Garfield with an improbably smug expression wrapped tightly around the front of his head. The combination must have confused him to some extent, because he brought it to my attention.
"Why does Garfield promote pancakes?" he asked, with a curious look in his eyes.
I made some attempt to put the words together in my head, but was unable to articulate exactly why this mascot had been chosen. It was too early in the morning for a good explanation. 
"Hmm?"
He tried a different approach.
"Will there be pancakes with Garfield?"
“Pancakes? With Garfield?”
The car fell silent for a brief period of time.
It must have been about two seconds.
After that, we both burst out laughing.
I miss that guy.

spookyck:

PANCAKES?!!?!

WITH GARFIELD?!!?!?

(via dethship)

When I was in high school, my family hosted a German exchange student. He enjoyed most aspects of his stay, but his two favorite things about the U.S. were the food and the cartoon characters, many of which apparently have a much larger following in Germany. He was also given to catchphrases of a certain sort.

They would sometimes be taken from films, but far more often were adaptations of things we foreigners had said that seemed relatively innocuous to us at the time. He would repeat them over and over, in a comically exaggerated tone, until we began to use them as well.

"Pancakes with Garfield" was one of them.

You see, one day, on our way to school, he spotted a sign that had ostensibly been posted by a local chapter of the Boy Scouts or some similar organization.

It advertised a pancake breakfast, and featured a large picture of Garfield with an improbably smug expression wrapped tightly around the front of his head. The combination must have confused him to some extent, because he brought it to my attention.

"Why does Garfield promote pancakes?" he asked, with a curious look in his eyes.

I made some attempt to put the words together in my head, but was unable to articulate exactly why this mascot had been chosen. It was too early in the morning for a good explanation. 

"Hmm?"

He tried a different approach.

"Will there be pancakes with Garfield?"

Pancakes? With Garfield?

The car fell silent for a brief period of time.

It must have been about two seconds.

After that, we both burst out laughing.

I miss that guy.

November 3, 2011

gimmedanoise:

Au79 by Tyler, the Creator

I like this more than I used to. It’s good reading music, and loosens up those cross-associative sensory phenomena that I suspect may have something to do with allowing more information to be absorbed, and more diverse approaches to be taken when interpreting it. It’s like a palate-cleansing sorbet, introduced right before the final, heaviest track on the album. Goblin's a bit like a long meal, in that respect; a heavily-spiced, protein-rich, Momofuku-style interpretation of infarction-inducing childhood dishes. Au79 brings balance where very little is expected, or even thought to be necessary until it is tasted.

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