THE JO-TEL … illegal blog downfield

It’s always embarrassing when someone says “you have a blog?” and then
you give them the address and you haven’t written anything on your
blog in like six months.  So you say, “it used to be much funnier when
we were on editme and PETE and I used to do posts.”  Then you try to
send them a link […]

Monday you will tell me that yesterday was An earthquake and that Frank fell into the ground. Tomorrow you will fall into the ground and find Frank was Right. Beneath the desert sand sits the grounds
For all ideas, the belly-button of thought-thinking. You would never know it from what happens Friday Because yesterday you were […]

After tryouts for the gay softball team, I went over to Alison and Ellen's house for a little thing I like to call "Nick's birthday party". But, I hasten to digress for a moment on the topic of Nick. Dude's got a pretty enviable situation going. Apparently he made some bones doing […]

All I wanna do is

Photo courtesy of Hennifer.

King [Henry V]: I know thee not old man. Fall to thy prayers.
-2 Henry IV, V.v

Shark coaches moot court competition, Shark gets bored, Shark writes poems on his Blackberry. Like the previous Ten Podium Weekend, these are off-the-cuff poems. Plus, the team won. State champs.
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“Let Me Take a Bathroom Break Before I”
The round
John Hanft
The round
Make it to your speediest argument right
In the middle of the […]

Reading that heading might not give you the impression that week three of Shakespeare Month occurred, well, three weeks ago. But it did, and such a momentous week was it that I’ve not had the mental foresight to completely encapsulate its meaning and impact. You see, the week started off with, what, Koziniski’s […]

I admit, I was suspicious. Hip E seemed really excited about going to Sammy Haggar’s Cabo Wabo on Saturday. See we were all in Tahoe at Patsy and my joint Bachelor/Bachelorette party. It was also my birthday. I am special.
And Cabo Wabo ended up being great but it almost didn’t happen because Hip E. […]

Ellen Allien

GONERIL:
Go thrust him out at gates, and let him smell
His way to Dover.
–King Lear, Act III, scene iv