Ash Wednesday

February 17, 2010 at 10:04 pm (coincidence, friends, mood, poetry, T. S. Eliot, too many tags)

Since it’s Ash Wednesday I thought I’d post some clips of T. S. Eliot reading one of his more depressing poems. Guess what it’s called.

Part One:

Part Two:

It seemed appropriate to post since a good friend of mine doesn’t particularly feel like striving to do anything today.

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I am Baby Cakes

March 25, 2009 at 2:29 pm (comedy, strange)

Shudder in horror, cower in despair as Baby Cakes displays his mastery of the twenty-sided die.

What is Baby Cakes? Baby Cakes is Ralph Wiggum at the age of twenty-nine…

if he played D&D…

and if his name was Mark and he criticized a production of King Lear and its use of  New-Historicism…

I am Baby Cakes. You are Baby Cakes. We are the world.

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Waiting for Elmo etc.

March 17, 2009 at 1:11 pm (James Joyce, poetry, Samuel Beckett, writers)

St. Paddy’s day seems as good a time as ever to dust off the old blog. Apologies all around for my absence. I’d share my excuses with you if they weren’t just examples of my laziness. Which I suppose is another example in itself.

Here’s an amusing take on a famous Irishman’s most famous play:

And slightly more serious:

If you manage to listen to it all, leave your impressions, if you please. For instance, when do you loose track of all the Biblical references?

You know, it really has been quite some time since I posted. Let’s see what else I can come up with by the end of the week.

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Money and Oil Explained

September 16, 2008 at 6:23 pm (comedy) ()

Via Warren Ellis, Todd Diamond appears to be a recent addition to National Post’s slew of economic experts, and considering the recent downturn in the market these past few days, his advice may well be more valuable than your home or anything in it.

On Money

On Oil

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Mellifluent Mondays: Sufjan Stevens

September 15, 2008 at 6:45 pm (music, music video)

For those of my readers who appear to be incapable of appreciating instrumental music in and of itself, I thought I’d give old Sufjan a try. Here’s The Seer’s Tower from Illinoise:

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