There’s a really tremendous pun in the first paragraph of this week’s The New Yorker. The article is about Russia’s new president.
Alexander II, before liberating the serfs, liberated the smokers. (To indulge his own habit, he lifted the imperial ban on tobacco.) Alexander III played the French horn. Nicholas II was a photography buff. Catherine the Great was a passionate equestrienne. Maybe it has something to do with the vastness of Russia’s geography or with the bloody absolutism of its history, but it’s always been easier to contemplate a new master of the Kremlin by seizing on homey anecdotes.
If you get it, it’s really fantastic.
Categories: Books
Tagged: the new yorker, catherine the great, david remnick
This is actually the second post in the last 10 minutes to revolve around the words “Fuck you.”
But seriously, fuck you.
Categories: Sports
Tagged: david stern, nba, oklahoma city, seattle supersonics
Just watched No Country For Old Men for the second time tonight. Got the DVD when I was the first person to work and the UPS guy came in while I was checking my messages. It pissed me off because I didn’t want to get up, and I don’t usually sign for the UPS guy. I had to get up and walk clear across the office. The package was addressed to someone who hasn’t worked at our company in five years. He used to work for the toy magazine, not the licensing magazine I work for. The package was small and full of two DVDs. I might have put it on my co-worker’s desk if I hadn’t seen the label, which read, “No Country/Dan in Real.” I opened the package, took out the movies and put them in my bag. Later on I offered up Dan in Real Life to the office. One of the toy magazine staffers took it, happily, as expected. If he would have been at work earlier, he would have gotten both movies, but I got No Country.
Categories: Film/TV
Tagged: no country for old men
