Beer and Bullshit

Regarding the stabbing in El Segundo today, the police left a message on our landline phone. This is how Vonage interpreted it:
“This is a message from the city about the gumbo, please listen carefully to confirm as instructed the work place violence. I faxed on the incident in the 100 block of Center Street is in custody. There continues to be in about closure in the area”

Luscious Jackson - Naked Eye

CARAVAN PALACE - “Jolie Coquine”

Rejoice despite the fact this world will hurt you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds
Rejoice because you’re trying your best

COOOKIIEEES

nprfreshair:

Best parody ever.

Can someone overdub Bob Uecker for this clip?
craiglaw:

In case you missed the fight last night, this about sums it up
vikingbitch:
I lol’d

Can someone overdub Bob Uecker for this clip?

craiglaw:

In case you missed the fight last night, this about sums it up

vikingbitch:

I lol’d

I’m not sure what’s funnier…her reaction to Luke Walton or Gerald Wallace.

nprfreshair:

John Powers takes on Louie:

In this new season, for instance, Louie has a hilarious encounter with a truck-driving businesswoman, played with enormous vim by Melissa Leo, that’s so gleefully dirty that we can’t find even a snippet to share with you.
The same is often true of his standup act, where C.K. has perhaps a tad too much faith in the belief that talking about masturbation is always funny.
Yet what gives C.K.’s comedy its richness is that even the filthy stuff is never there just for its own sake, the way it is in, say, HBO’s Veep, which vaunts its soaring cadenzas of profanity. It has something serious behind it, a sense of urban melancholy, of male fragility, or the mere desire to understand wayward feelings. And C.K.’s humor is conceptual.

nprfreshair:

John Powers takes on Louie:

In this new season, for instance, Louie has a hilarious encounter with a truck-driving businesswoman, played with enormous vim by Melissa Leo, that’s so gleefully dirty that we can’t find even a snippet to share with you.

The same is often true of his standup act, where C.K. has perhaps a tad too much faith in the belief that talking about masturbation is always funny.

Yet what gives C.K.’s comedy its richness is that even the filthy stuff is never there just for its own sake, the way it is in, say, HBO’s Veep, which vaunts its soaring cadenzas of profanity. It has something serious behind it, a sense of urban melancholy, of male fragility, or the mere desire to understand wayward feelings. And C.K.’s humor is conceptual.

americanroutes:

(via My Dust Road Boxed Set, Rounder Records)
Woody Guthrie’s business card from his time at KFVD Los Angeles as co-host of the Woody and Lefty Lou show. 

americanroutes:

(via My Dust Road Boxed Set, Rounder Records)

Woody Guthrie’s business card from his time at KFVD Los Angeles as co-host of the Woody and Lefty Lou show.