"When stars die, they turn to dust and scatter across the cosmos. Eventually the stardust reforms to create a new star... and so the cycle of life continues. But the cycle never repeats itself in quite the same way."
--from the ending of Super Mario Galaxy
Books which I checked out and returned unread that I hope to someday revisit:Pimps Up, Hos Down: Hip Hop's Hold on Young Black Women
, T. Denean Sharpley-WhtingChicago Blues: A New Collection of Crime Stories about the Windy City
, Libby Fischer Hellmann, ed.Boundaries
, Maya LinSchool's Out
, Christophe DufosseNever Go Back
, Robert Goddard
To my mind, the Onion AV Club
's occasional junk
-food taste tests
are far more entertaining than, say, taquitos.net
, which seem geared less toward snide mockery and more toward obsessive fandom (or junkfoodreviews
, which is like Youtube comments about food) (McSweeney's
has covered some of this territory as well). From their review
of Sonic's Mac'n'Cheese Bites
: The good news is that if you live near a Sonic, you can snack on these bad boys whenever you like, since Sonic serves its full menu all day and all night. The bad news is that if you live near a Sonic, you probably reside in some hick shithole.
Sometimes I feel like I'm competing with him, and I can't stand it. Because that's not the kind of thing I imagine myself doing, and because I don't think I have any chance of winning.
A lagniappe of cultural kitsch and B-movie claptrap