His new album, Oh Fortune, is out today, and Radio 3 has been posting videos all week of the show he did in Vancouver, playing the album from start to finish. Watch this one, at least.
Buy ragged-looking sole filets on special. Chop and mix with ricotta cheese, parsley, salt, pepper, and flour to bind and help with crispiness. Form into two cakes and fry in oil. Flip and add two eggs to the same pan. Cover and cook a few minutes more. Eat and enjoy.
Prose consists less and less of words chosen for the sake of their meaning, and more of phrases tacked together like the sections of a prefabricated hen-house.
Obama delivered a compelling, almost mesmerizing, speech, did not talk about any issue in detail and took no questions. His event lasted just over half an hour.
Clinton talked about issue after issue in almost mind-numbing detail and answered question after question in an event that lasted more than an hour and a half.
Both drew large crowds. But Clinton’s crowd was much smaller at the end of her speech than at the beginning.
Hundreds of people trickled and then streamed out while Clinton was still talking. But she went on and on as if she did not mind. And maybe she didn’t.
“You campaign in poetry, but you govern in prose,” Clinton said, quoting Mario Cuomo.
In other words: Dull is good. Dull is a sign of competence.
It’s a decent sized whoop. Halfway through the original and probably underestimated goal for my novel.
Let us hasten to retrace our steps and to regain the road which alone leads to peace, liberty, and safety.
Thus started my love affair with Andy Samberg. We have two kids now—two boys. One of them is named Samberg and the other is named Timberlake. So they’re Timberlake Samberg and Samberg Timberlake. I think it’s supercreative and egoless to name your kids after yourself.
You are so lucky my battery is down to 7% and I don’t have time to spam you with more of this wonderfulness.
Great fiction is a kind of lie that tells the truth.