“‘How do you eat a whale?’” , a friend of Shane Nickerson’s, in discussing the zen koan that is success in Hollywood, on Shane’s eminently readable chronicle of Life in the Land of La, Nickerblog
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Quotation of the Day: Award Show edition
Quotation of the Day
“(T)he whole beauty of the blog is that it’s half personal diary and half public pronouncement. Blogs are like personal conversations at a restaurant that can suddenly include the people at the next table – sort of private, sort of not private.” , writer-performer Julia Sweeney, in her post “I’m sorry. And I’m not moving” [...]
Let me state right up front that I am not anti-television. The fact that I was cable-free for five years post-divorce had more to do with my crack-like addition to television than any moral stance against or disdain for the medium. I just assumed that if more than two and a half channels were viewable [...]
Goodbye, old friend
There were three major dream smackdowns in my fame-obsessed American girlhood: the realization that I did not have the stuff to be a ballerina; the realization that whether I (had) had it or not, I was now too old to be a Playboy centerfold; and the realization that I would never be a guest on [...]
I have often said that I am just smart enough to realize how smart I’m not. This is never more in evidence than when I sit down to read Susan Sontag, which I have to do slowly, in a good, sturdy chair with plenty of sleep under my belt. Christopher Hitchens writes a beautiful eulogy [...]
Comic’s comic
I’ve never been a huge fan of stand-up comedy, just like I’ve never been a huge fan of Westerns, musicals or reality TV. But I’m always up for exceptional examples from any genre, and Bill Hicks was an astonishing exception to the humdrum rule of stand-up. Today would have been Hicks’s 43rd birthday, and if [...]
From the news in the Sun (via Gawker) I guess it’s good Britney’s got her Kevin, ’cause she ain’t gonna score with Tommy Lee anytime soon.
Where I’m eating the next time I go to NYC
I’ve never been to Freeman’s, but after reading this item in Gawker, I wish I was there last week: Freemans, tuesday night the 16th of nov. the bush twins, along with 2 massive secret service men, tried to have dinner. they were told by the maitre’d that they were full and would be for the [...]