“But they do not need a bed in space. They can love each other in the air.”—Russian sexologist Rostislav Beleda, on the possibilities of intercourse in space. I like to say this aloud in a Boris Badanov voice.
“This should not be construed as a call to arms, but could become at least as significant as the ska revival or perhaps the WNBA.”—Steve Albini in reference to his ‘All Wave’ recording process, which involves producing music across all levels in pure analog with no computers
Having lived in England for six months, I have determined that while the average American is obtrusive, uncouth, and generally more conspicuous than the average Englishman, lower-class British youths (chavs) make even the most backwoods American trailer trash look like hollywood glitteratti.
So before President Ron Paul restores the gold standard, it should be acknowledged that the sagging dollar is providing one useful service: a long-overdue corrective to our self-image as lesser Brits…Take a look around New York, Boston, or Los Angeles, and spot the omnipresent gaggle of chavs, waddling through the Adidas shop, shouting drunken insults in local Irish pubs, converting the currency on every product within reach.
we used to joke that the inclusion of ‘hallelujah’ (jb version) on a new-girlfriend mixtape was worth more than diamonds. i can only imagine that now, after shrek and the oc, girls greet it with groans and eye-rolls.