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Posted by MF DU on 2007-02-21 13:56:52 +0000

plagiarists, cheats. all i read now is MAD

Posted by MF DU on 2007-02-21 14:02:02 +0000

strike that. Even that has ads. Backs of Milk boxes?

Posted by tendiamonds on 2007-02-21 14:11:24 +0000

Consumer Reports.

Posted by MF DU on 2007-02-21 14:12:24 +0000

forgot about that.

Posted by mahatma chani on 2007-02-21 14:55:06 +0000

Totally off topic, did anybody else see Karen Pittelmman in the latest issue of US News and World Report?

Posted by MF DU on 2007-02-21 15:00:47 +0000

Did you guys know her when she was in Cambridge?

Posted by tgl on 2007-02-21 15:32:26 +0000

Actually, not really. I've spent more time with Karen & Yoav since they moved to NYC. More off topic: ENYCE clothing is pronounced EN WHY SEA or EN EE CHI, heard the later on a TV ad the other day...

Posted by Epoisses on 2007-02-21 15:37:58 +0000

The article about Karen, sans photo, is here.

Posted by ConorClockwise on 2007-02-21 16:28:45 +0000

Speaking of which the February MAD magazine has a spin off on the fighting AIDS 'Red' campaign. It goes something like this: Picture Kevin Federline crying, caption "Spea(red)." Picture of O.J. Simpson in a bloody t-shirt, caption "Abhor(red)". Picture of Rumsfeld, caption "Fi(red)." Still a great read.

Posted by MF DU on 2007-02-21 16:32:41 +0000

are the marginal drawings and Spy vs. Spy still utilized? Maybe I could stomach the ads...

Posted by MF DU on 2007-02-22 15:35:02 +0000

FWIW: What Is Infinite Jest? was one of the correct questions on last night's JEOPARDY

Posted by mahatma chani on 2007-02-22 16:01:45 +0000

Answer?

Posted by MF DU on 2007-02-22 16:11:56 +0000

The question is the answer. Seriously, though: I can't completely remember know. I think everything in the answer categories had to have some form of 'infinity' in it.

Posted by tgl on 2007-02-23 00:55:44 +0000

This was from The Writer's Alamanc last Friday. It's poetry I can understand: Poem: "My Methodist Grandmother Said" by Mary Mackey, from Breaking the Fever: Poems. © Marsh Hawk Press. Reprinted with permission. My Methodist Grandmother Said My Methodist grandmother said dancing was adultery set to music how right she was in that sweet sway breast to breast and leg to leg sin comes into its own if you have never waltzed you cannot imagine the sheer voluptuousness of it the light touch palm to palm wool and silk mixed below the waist your partner's warm breath on your neck coming quicker and quicker the strength of the man the yielding of the woman so incorrect so atavistic so unspeakably sweet he moves toward you you back away he pursues you and with the faintest pressure you encourage him and watch the blood rush to his face not a word is spoken no one sees this although it's done in public in full sight of everyone you touch and retreat meet and touch again in time to the music saying yes no yes no yes no yes you dance without thinking of your body in that gentle rhythmic careless almost copulation one two three one two three the longest foreplay in the western world

Posted by tgl on 2007-02-23 16:18:48 +0000

..and you too, Sam! What did you do today?