That’s Liz as in Liz Phair.
http://www.visi.com/~lazlo/liz/article.html#kids
BRANDY [Age 10]: I am…Brandy…Are you really famous?
LIZ PHAIR [Age 27]: I’m moderately famous. I’m somewhere-like, if you
picture it as constellations in the sky-you know there’s the Big Dipper
and the Little Dipper. I’m sort of like that, what is that “W” one?
Cassiopeia.
[…]
LAUREN: What was the meanest thing you ever did to a Barbie?
LP: [Laughs] I took Ken away. I don’t know, let’s see, I took their
heads off. How did you know I had Barbies? That just goes assumed?
IZZY: To tell you the truth, we’re psychic.
[…]
IZZY: Did you meet any actors like, um…Keanu Reeves?
LP: No but my friend did. She said he was an airhead.
[…]
DASHA: Can you sing to us?
LP: Let’s see…Oh I wish I were an Oscar Mayer wiener…
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Bursting the Bubble – Houston Press
In 1978, although he was not quite eight years old, David had realized his life would be lonely, dull and short. His helplessness enraged him. Before he was born, his body had been donated to science.
Nothing much here to check for, really, but i need some motivation to improve this to a sensible state. Have a file of the old Movable Type post contents (i exported to an incorrect format before my old MT install bungled itself up, so it’ll have to be converted by hand) to put in one of these days. I had a decent run going there for a while, you know. And it’s not like i don’t have stuff to post about.
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The Zoomquilt
You’ll just have to look at it, i can’t really give a descriptive sample.
15 Reasons Mister Rogers Was the Best Neighbor Ever
Amazingly, within 48 hours the car was left in the exact spot where it was taken from, with an apology on the dashboard. It read, “If we’d known it was yours, we never would have taken it.”
Our oceans are turning into plastic…are we?
He had the time and the curiosity to try a new route, one that would lead the vessel through the eastern corner of a 10-million-square-mile oval known as the North Pacific subtropical gyre.
[…]
It began with a line of plastic bags ghosting the surface, followed by an ugly tangle of junk: nets and ropes and bottles, motor-oil jugs and cracked bath toys, a mangled tarp. Tires. A traffic cone. Moore could not believe his eyes. Out here in this desolate place, the water was a stew of plastic crap. It was as though someone had taken the pristine seascape of his youth and swapped it for a landfill.
THE FIFTY-NINE-STORY CRISIS
What’s an engineer’s worst nightmare? To realize that the supports he designed for a skyscraper like Citicorp Center are flawed–and hurricane season is approaching.
So he fixed it.
globeandmail.com: School shootings
By the way, the 800,000 tutsi and hutu victims of the genocide in Rwanda were killed primarily with knives and machetes. And if you want to kill a lot of people but don’t have a gun, there are many other ways to do it: derail a train, start a fire, drive a pickup truck into a school yard or shopping concourse, make a bomb. So all that happens is that the cause of the murder changes.