Drooling on the Pillow

Friday, June 03, 2005

The Times Observes the Prols 

Before I leave for my fabulous weekend in the Hamptons (the Hammies, we call it, as in, 'I'm sitting on my East Hammy' or 'Luthor received the innoculation in his West Hammy) I had to throw one more link out there in celebration of the end of Hell Week.

The Boston Phoenix has run an article by Chris Lehman on the howlingly funny series in the New York Times; "Class Matters".
Getting the New York Times to explain the real
operation of social class in America is, at the end of
the day, a lot like granting your parents exclusive
license to explain sex to you: there are simply far
too many conflicts that run far too deep to result in
any reliable account of how the thing works.
Lehman's article is an attack from the left, arguing that the series ignores the economic pathologies that constitute the real fault lines in American class structure.

Maybe, maybe not. But he does nail the fundamental cluelessness and insularity the the Times' point of view.

Reading Class Matters is as painful as watching Paris Hilton show up to volunteer at a soup kitchen on Thanksgiving with her PR staff.

Gotta run. Gwyneth has the hybrid limo out front.

UPDATE: As usual, reality mocks the satirist.

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Sometimes It's Like That 

I promised I wouldn't complain about work anymore, but it feels like someone took a melon baller to my brain. Things should ease up soon.

Also, I've got another three day weekend coming and, get me, I'm spending it in the Hamptons. Regular posting should resume on Monday.

Monday, May 30, 2005

Happy Memorial Day 

Not my favorite way to spend a three day week-end. Just one thing after another; playdates, movies, cookouts hosted, cookouts attended, bike trips. I'm a lazy bastard and I need some solid consecutive downtime on the weekend. I wish I could say I'd spend it contemplating the debt I owe to the fallen in this and previous generations, but the truth is I'd spend a good deal of it staring at the wall. I didn't get any wall staring time this weekend and I'm going to pay for it next week.

At any rate, I'm having some fun this weekend, I hope you are too. I'll be digging out from under a pile at work until probably Thursday, but I'll drop by for the occasional inane remark.

Sunday, May 29, 2005

Tanned, Rested, Sobered Up and Ready 

Just imagine it's late at night and you're cruising down the Garden State Parkway coming from way upstate and you need a bathroom and a cup of joe and some gas and maybe just a live person to talk to for a minute and you think ah, there's the Cheesequake Rest Stop; all my problems are solved.

But it's closed. Dark. Locked up.

That's pretty much been the situation while Jim, of Parkway Rest Stop has been frolicking in the surf down in Florida for the past week.

Well, the nightmare is over. He's open for business.
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