For my money, or the lack thereof, no Zappa character says Zappa to me like “The Central Scrutinizer,” the narrator on Joe’s Garage (November, 1979). It’s Zappa in snarky hyperbolic perfection, introducing himself as the enforcer of laws that haven’t been passed yet, and the messenger of the dangers of that horrible force called MUSIC. . .
I first read The Catcher in the Rye in 1961. It was nothing I had to do, I think some girl I wanted to go out with told me to read a goddam book once in awhile if I didn’t want to turn into a poor dumb bastard. So I read one.
It made me want to write.
WASHINGTON D.C. — Like many things emanating out of Washington, the notion that the town was originally “built on a swamp” isn’t based on fact, or truth. That does not prevent the rapacious liars now infesting it from eschewing all fact and truth from their daily defamations.
We take this opportunity to wish you the very best life has to offer this Holiday Season. We are humbly grateful to each of you that visit us here in the b-sphere. . .
Joshua Ben Joseph (Jesus) was born at noon, August 21, 7 B.C. But it’s impossible to get into the “Christmas” spirit in August, so we don’t even try.
Though I haven’t yet determined whether I think that the movie The Martian is the best flick I’ve ever seen (Blade Runner, also a Ridley Scott production, being my long time fave; Prometheus was his previous film), it is certainly the most involving because of its strong emotional component and its geeky appeal. The movie’s Robinson Caruso in …
