The news team for NY1, our local news channel, made a video to promote National Running Day on June 6 featuring Official New York Crush Pat Kiernan. (The guy with the sign… sigh.)
It appears to have been filmed in a children’s nursery and no one makes any sense. Enjoy!
Pat Kiernan. J’adore.
The Weight
"Must be able to get along with Western people, ride and drive, as well as pack a horse, follow a trail, shoot straight, run an automobile, and be able to rough it whenever necessary"
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Ad for library organizer and director in
Northern Wyoming, 1916
(Sorry no link; this wast the ‘quote of the day’ on my company’s intranet site today.)
Thinking about 10,000 of anything makes me hyperventilate a little bit. Maybe you work in a machine shop and you’re using to ordering ten thousand of something, but if you’re me, you think about ten thousand people, and how much pee they make every day, just sloshing around in a giant tank, and what if you fell in. I realize this is my problem. It’s not your fault, 10,000 screws.
This countertop deep fryer comes with 2 baskets, because it assumes you’ll be cooking both your main dish and your side dish in the deep fryer at the same time, because it’s right. There is no coyness, no “french fries are a sometimes food” about this appliance.
Look, I’m no stranger to bubbling pools of grease. I cook with duck fat and coconut oil. I go to the state fair three times every year just for the food. But you cross a line in your life when you buy this gigantic countertop deep fryer. You’re not even trying to pretend like deep-frying is an occasional thing. The UPS guy shows up and before he can even shove this box under your wet doormat, life feels different. Things have changed. You don’t own a deep fryer. You ARE a deep fryer.
Levon Helm
Conan + Smigel + C.K. + Sandler + dogs, circa 1993
(Source: youtube.com)
Yep.
Mad Men - Season 5 - ‘Don Is Back’ Teaser (by TheTVShowsRU)
Now THAT’S an obituary
The “Most Interesting Man in the World” comparisons are hard to avoid, and maybe voice-over narration from a Wes Anderson movie. Definitely the most entertaining obituary I’ve ever read.
Choice lines:
At 9, he settled a dispute with a pistol. At 13, he lit out for the Amazon jungle.
At 20, despondent over a failed love affair, [he] resolved to kill himself by letting a jaguar attack him.
In Panama, he met a pirate, applied for a job as a pirate’s apprentice and was taken on.
The long, empty days spawned a temporary madness. Desperate for female company, he talked ardently to the planet Venus.
In recent years, Mr. Fairfax made his living playing baccarat.
John Fairfax, Who Rowed Across Oceans, Dies at 74 - New York Times
