Except it was an ant and not a roach.

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Does it make me look insufferable?

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Favorite questions from last night’s all-edition Trivial Pursuit Game: From All-Star Sports: “Which of baseball’s Niekro brothers sported the higher uniform number in 1983?” From Young Players: “What TV game show gives away dream houses? Answers after the jump.

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An uncongested head A more helpful horoscope than this one: For Wednesday, May 27 -You can’t be helping other people all the time! Today, it’s time to help yourself. Add a few selfish acts into your good deeds and don’t feel bad about it. Don’t do anything too crazy — just put yourself first a [...]

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Son of Rambow! Boy on the left is Will, the only son in a family that’s part of some fundamentalist “Brethren” that disables him from movies, TV, breathing, etc. Will’s dad died some years back. He draws all over his Bible, like even over all the words, and he also works on a mural that [...]

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Given what Ball had given The Cupboard, I’d assumed all this time this would be a language-driven book. Or if not a language-driven book, much like something written by a Lish devotee, than an image-driven one. A Ben Marcus novel, or maybe like a Djuna Barnes one. Imagine my surprise to read this morning a [...]

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I’m trying to come up with a list of what I’m belaboringly calling “deuteragonistic narrators”—i.e., first-person narrators who are not the protagonists in their own stories. Some classic examples: Nick in The Great Gatsby Jim in My Ántonia “we” in “A Rose for Emily” And that’s all I can come up with. Sorta-kinda DNs can [...]

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J.T. on SNL this past weekend was very good. As all the bloggers are probably briefly saying before linking to vidclips, he killed, in practically every sketch he was in (and he was in just about every one), even upstaging Wiig’s Target lady in her own eponymous sketch. Most folks will probably link to the [...]

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I’ve now set up my domain such that I’ll get all emails sent to any username. Anything you can come up with. So no need to be beholden to “dave@”. Get creative. Or get cruel. Whichevs.

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Back when I knew Zach and shared an office with him, he was a poet and teacher of writing. Now he’s a teacher of film at Portland State University and a filmmaker of his own at Vimeo. He’s actually pretty good.

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That laff-track, studio-audience sitcoms still exist in a post-30 Rock / -Office / -Scrubs / -Malcolm in the Middle era is as confounding to me as the length of hockey season. What’s the allure, exactly? Sitcoms have always been my favorite genre of TV—and I say this as a fan of Six Feet Under, Twin [...]

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I have a lot of work to do. I’m throwing an end-of-the-semester / end-of-my-comps party for English dept. friends, and they’re due to arrive in t-minus eleven hours. I’m expecting ten, maybe twelve people. I have low expectations. So: rather than clean and go food shopping, why not try to figure out the guitar chords [...]

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