Like, Real Gone, Daddy-O
by Kris Weberg on August 23, 2006
I've been fairly busy for the last several days, going through writing-tutor training for Fall, reading for exams, and using
Ten Replies to Like, Real Gone, Daddy-O
Lori Lancaster | August 23, 2006
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Jackie Mason | August 24, 2006
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Kris Weberg | August 24, 2006
Lori, I'm just making fun of my own material, like I did in my second post.
As a rule everyone please, assume I am not making fun of anyone here whenever I post.
Also your guess is good, but not accurate.
Lori Lancaster | August 24, 2006
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Amy Austin | August 24, 2006
Well, I was going to suggest "Beat Generation" as the common thread, but I'm still unsure.
Kris Weberg | August 24, 2006
A handy guide to the subject lines for this round:
Like, Real Gone, Daddy-O
Don't Leave Me Hangin' on the Telephone
Collaborative Theatre with Irrational Actors
Natural Deselection
'Round Midnight
The rule common to all of those will be the answer.
Aaron Shurtleff | August 24, 2006
Are they all lines out of 70's songs? I know some of them are, but I don't know about all of them...
I can't wait to see SOaP!!! God, it'll be so awesome! I hear Samuel L. Jackson might curse! He's the best curser! *swoon*
Oh, wait. I was taking back sarcasm, not irony. Nevermind.
Jackie Mason | August 25, 2006
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Kris Weberg | August 25, 2006
Hint: it's not a pop culture reference.
Berserk Wig
Legend has it that Kris Weberg's head is filled with delicious candy, which is why he avoids blindfolded children carrying sticks. Fortunately for you, he's decided to empty the leftovers here at his blog for your amusement and bemusement. Read more »
Cardinal Sins of the Blogosphere
Hey, is this thing on? I realize that blogging is meant to give everyone a picture of the blogger's ongoing life, but to be frank, I haven't really had one of those in awhile. Between exams reading, doing minor administrative work for a department working group, working up a course proposal for Fall '08, and complaining about much of the above I haven't gotten so much done. Go »Nominal Returns on Unfulfilled Promises
Well, I obviously never got around to any poetry over the last week, due to too much reading and not enough sleeping. And to make up for that, here's some fun for everyone. Go »Natural Deselection
Every so often, something happens to you that makes you realize nature or God or whatever else you attribute your existence to apparently goes to work drunk sometimes. And sometimes that realization makes you post long, boring blog entries that people only read in hopes of getting clues for a prize-free post-title game. Clues that aren't actually there. Go »Negative Attention
Adri's post reminds me of an incident at a Wal*Mart involving myself and some of my friends a few years ago in Peoria. Since she doesn't compromise her rants with dialogue, I guess I'll post it here. Bored and a bit crazed by finals at 3am one early December Saturday, myself, my dorm neighbors Brant Baker* and Ted HItchens* piled into Brant's massive boater of a car -- he was the only one of us froshes with a car at B.U. Go »Constructible Comedy
It strikes me that one of the great untapped ideas for a Web doohickey would be a Groundskeeper Willie Insult Generator. Given the sheer amount of Simpsons geekery online, you'd think at least one of those Cheeto-gorging leet-speakers would have worked out a word bank and a java program to generate an endless string of phrases in the form "[NOUN]-[VERB]ing [NOUN]-[VERB]er" by now. Insights Into Failed Comedy, Part 1: Originally, the example insult in this entry was "Cheetoh-munching," but munching really doesn't conjure up the ghastly -- and thus funny! Go »
Lori Lancaster | August 23, 2006
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