“We discovered that it was OK to have a little high-brow as long you have a lot of low-brow. That’s entertainment value. The one thing you want to avoid is the middle brow, because the whole world is frigging middle brow at the moment.” – Jon Langford
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posted by George at 9:19 PM
George markets only for the forces of good for a living. He has a paid hobby that involves eating, drinking, and writing, things he’d do for free, which is almost what he’s doing it for. In a previous life he taught mostly illiterate and generally ungrateful college students how to write. He has been a body guard for Jodie Foster, a walk-on dancer with French avant garde troupe Maguy Marin, a film programmer, a judge at an Iron Chef style competition, a political activist, a textbook author, a bassist in a band, a two-time league winning fantasy baseball manager, a union local president, a pr flack helping run a red carpet at an Angelina Jolie event, a janitor, a chauffeur to folks from TC Boyle to Andrei Codrescu, a delivery man to Plato's Retreat, a reluctant writer of a non-snarky intro for Colin Powell, a radio DJ, a corn detassler, an escort van driver, a rock journalist, a lab assistant for a company that made everything from mouthwash to super skin lubricant, and even, once, a poet. His biggest brush with fame was when Julie Christie fondled his tie, a tie George Lopez belittled to 1000 people minutes later. The best thing about him is his wife. His dogs aren't bad, either.
7 Comments:
Would it upset his whole teacart if you told him that when life gives you lemon, you make lemonade?
Earl wanted a grey house, which is why he passed on it.
Oh, George, you're making much too big a deal of this; you know, like a tempest out of a molehill...
You've been warned before about violating the puns per sentence limit as established by U. N. Resolution 607.
You alone in a room, strapped to a chair listening to a continuous loop of Bush stump speeches.
Just saying.
At least it wasn't a tepid life.
George, are you the Mad Hatter or the March Hare?
(I'm the Doormouse.)
Were you in your cups when you made that caption?
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