This explains so much.
Alltop was more of a baby solipsist.
Author: Mark A. Rayner
The Skwib: Peter Gzowski returns to radio
Bill Freedman woke up in Bucolic City like he always did; the clock radio clicked on to the familiar sound of the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation. He hated listening in the summer, but what could you do? It was the only talk radio he could (barely) stomach. “Oh great, more reruns,” he thought, as he listened […]
Continue readingThe Skwib: The Device
When Charlie hired on to Doctor Machinica’s Traveling Hospital for Female Hysteria, he had no idea what he was getting himself into. He certainly didn’t know anything about The Device. The Doctor was a respectable-looking fellow, if a bit short of stature and brawn (except for his unnaturally thick right forearm, which looked like it […]
Continue readingThe Skwib: Mad Men explained in 60 seconds
Let’s smoke inside! Scotch!
I’m very sad the next season won’t be a for a while yet.
Alltop likes smoking scotch inside too.
The Skwib: Seven things that I guarantee won’t matter in 70 years
So, you can just stop worrying, okay? everything on that is trending on Twitter today whether you look fat in those pants Facebook anything you watched on TMZ that big meeting with marketing tomorrow if you wrote a post on your blog today your broken heart (it will be mended by then). Alltop will also […]
Continue readingThe Skwib: Some things are best forgotten
Especially the movie version.
Alltop is mostly caramel at the middle.
The Skwib: A humourous vintage photograph
After this photo was taken an alien zygote burst from this child’s chest at a tremendous velocity, blasting through the watermelon slice a moment later, and then running down the street; the photographer experienced years of insomnia, heaving dr…
Continue readingThe Skwib: The Trojan Toothbrush
But for this to work, there has to be SOME sex before hand.
Alltop loves a good wooden horse joke.
The Skwib: Superpower your career-limiting blunders with Twitter!
Yeah, as I always say — never writing something electronically that you aren’t willing to defend to the entire world.
Alltop always says what it means — funny. Thanks to Rob at Noise to Signal for another good cartoon!
The Skwib: The Vowels: A Ken Burns Film
The Vowels: A Film by Ken Burns from Sam Cherington on Vimeo.
Genius parody, via Brain Picker.
Alltop makes love to Ashokan Farewell.
The Skwib: Monday scotch blogging: a proposal
This series of short videos (and extremely annoying ads) at the Esquire website feature the actor Brian Cox demonstrating how to pronounce a large variety of scotch names. My modest proposal is that we should recreate this useful series and actually consume a dram for each scotch in the list. Perhaps when a scotch’s name […]
Continue readingThe Skwib: Mobile Internet: we know everything, but we’re not any smarter
Love this Pete Homes bit about having Google on your phone. More after the clip. (Spoilers.) I only disagree with one part of this — usually the drunk know-it-all is wrong, and trying to get them to agree that they’re wrong is impossible . . . unless you have Google on your phone. When Alltop […]
Continue readingThe Skwib: By all means, here is my cell phone number
This made me laugh, because I just put my cell number on my FB account. (Mostly so my friends could actually talk to me if they wanted. Not to be “safer”.)
Alltop only asked for my blood-type.
Continue readingThe Skwib: The Curious Case of Toulouse Le Grandfig, Graphic Designer (Part Two)
Entry 2: Dictated: April 26, 1951 (continued from Part One) For our first session, I thought I would try to understand Grandfig’s psychosis through the medium of his art. I brought in the artwork he had been working on for a hat-maker, and had him role-play what the characters were saying to one another. [Figure […]
Continue readingThe Skwib: The Curious Case of Toulouse Le Grandfig, Graphic Designer (Part One)
PATIENT HISTORY OF GRANFIG, TOULOUSE LE File #: 12-23571-X Dr. Abe Cornelius Bellevue Hospital — Psychiatric Triage Center Entry 1: Dictated: April 25, 1951 The patient was brought into the hospital by several co-workers, including his immediate supervisor at Vandelay, Alderson, Pentergrast, Ilterton and Deckard, a mid-sized advertising company on Madison Avenue. The Creative Director, […]
Continue readingThe Skwib: Under the Blue Curve (Short Fiction)
When Elisa sat down for lunch, Henry Overduin had no idea how much she was going to change his world. She and her colleagues from the Department of Corporate Oversight sat in Henry’s section, but he would have noticed her even if they hadn’t. There was something different and magnetic about Elisa Taper. The rest […]
Continue readingThe Skwib: Rozie
Rozie was a helluva’ dame. She could sink those rivets faster than a two-dollar fancy-girl could peel the wrapping off a sailor on shore leave, after he’d been at sea for several months, writing bad poetry and extended metaphors that ended up just kind of petering out, the way that an old man with a […]
Continue readingThe Skwib: The Pillage People
Though they were best known for their aggressive neo-fascist jazz stylings of classic Tyrolian folk tunes, The Pillage People were equally popular with a certain sect of gigantic silly hat fetishists. (You know who you are.) Pictured, from left to right are: Amanda Uhgenkitz (flugelhorn and pistol), Betrand “Stumpy” Russell (sousaphone, vocals and umbrella), Dennis […]
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