The Lung Brothers

Hanging out at the extreme end of the long tail ...

Thursday, September 27, 2007

I've Figured Out the McCann Mystery....

....the dingo did it.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Don't believe everything you read

Just saw a headline on Yahoo news "Democrats fail to pass anti-war bill", and I thought, "Man, the Dems can't do anything even when they have a majority of the House and Senate.

So I did something silly, I did my own little Google War, to see how often things get published saying "Democrats fail". Some results:

Google ("Democrats Fail") = 75,100 entries
Google ("Republicans Fail") = 17,800 entries

Liberal mainstream media, indeed ...

Friday, September 21, 2007

Needless to Say, I Didn’t Pronounce It High-Per-Bow-Lay.

..then the middle-aged American tourist propped his elbow on the tapas bar and began explaining himself to the pretty young Spanish girl. He spoke slowly and loudly even though she had made it quite clear that her English was near perfect.

You see I’m from Pasadena in California. That’s where the Rose Bowl is - one of the oldest and biggest stadiums in the country. They play the Bowl Game there which probably the most prestigious college matches of the post-season. In fact, some say it’s the Superbowl of college football. You see in the States we got this thing called the Superbowl which is THE most important sporting event in the world and....’

Excuse me’ I interrupted ‘You may not know this but over here they’ve got the Hyperbole which is the biggest, most spectacular, sensational, orgasm-inducing thing in the entire fucking cosmos.’

There was a silence. Neither of them had got the joke for completely different reasons. I picked up my coat and left for another bar. The night was young but life was short.

Friday, September 14, 2007

A Little Bit of Friday Sexism.

A while ago, a friend of mine who’d recently split up with his better half described her as ‘The Orwellian Girlfriend’.

This, he explained, was because she always wanted to know what he was thinking, because she made him feel like a criminal for wanting sex and because she wouldn’t have rested until she’d turned him against all of his best friends.

I thought this was a fine bit of misogynistic wit, coming as it had from a blubbering mess of a man who’d obviously too much drink on him and was in danger of toppling the barstool upon which he was so precariously perched.
So naturally as a token of my appreciation, I bought him another pint.