OLYMPIC INSULTS

Bryan is working at the Olympics. This is from his site:

Overheard Yesterday

How male skaters dis’ one another:

“Dude, you looked fat in Sports Illustrated”

3:29 p.m.


MAGGIE RECOMMENDS

It’s been over a week since I saw Amelie, and I’m still in a good mood. Then again, I’m also still laughing about the guy who bet that his friend wouldn’t eat an entire tablespoon of cinnamon. (via Kottke)

5 p.m.


HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ERNIE

OVERHEARD

Characters: Two girls standing above the dance floor

Girl 1: I’ll go over.

Girl 2: WAIT! We have to make sure he sees you first. Does he see you?

Girl 1: STOP LOOKING!

Characters: Friends on the balcony

Her: How’s the trolling?

Him: Eh. It doesn’t matter anyway. All these people are from Oakland, I’m never going to see them again.

Her: What? San Francisco is, like, 20 minutes outside Oakland.

Him: Yeah…

1:29 p.m.


THEY CALL YOU WHAT?

Do you live in the Bay Area? Go see Harmon Leon in “They Call Me Shitshoes!” It is a laff riot! Well, about three quarters of it is a laff riot, the rest is better if you’ve had a beer. Anyway, it’s a one-man show by this writer (his work has appeared in Salon, Details, and Maxim) who travels around and goes to weird conventions. My favorite bit is about a Christian ventriloquist convention in San Diego, which he visits with his dummy “Mr. Cocksucker.” It amused me greatly, you will like it:

Friday, November 30th

10 p.m.

$7

Spanganga Performance Gallery

3376 19th St @ Mission

San Francisco

415-821-1102

5:07 p.m.


EDITORIAL INTEGRITY PART DEUX

More fun with Craigslist:

“32 — Recently laid off and now working in the sex industry?

From: asanders@sfexaminer.com

Thu Nov 15th

If you (or someone you know) lost your job this year and are doing sex work to make ends meet– phone sex, dominatrix work or other sex-related gigs — please email me. I’m working on a story on the subject and will keep your identity strictly confidential.

Thanks!

Adrienne”

In other news, a young girl with a long tongue (via ernie), and Peter Pan finally found his Tinkerbell (via MetaFilter).

1:29 p.m.