This little video will help you to understand why The Daily Show and Letterman are showing reruns this week.
Category Archives: harry potter
Here’s Bill O’Reilly’s take on Dumbledore being gay. I’m sure you can imagine.
…and I’m not talking about the Red Sox, who haven’t been “idiots” since Johnny Damon and Kevin Millar traded in their B caps.
Turns out St. Joseph’s in Wakefield has become the first school in Massachusetts to ban Harry Potter, because, according to the pastor, “it’s known that it has led to pagan practices.” Um… what?
WARNING: The following is a rant.
If you are thinking of hiring me for a job and have reached this page by Googling my name: I can assure you that I am a stable human being who loves and accepts all types of people, and who you’d really like if you got to know me. Matter of fact, if you are thinking of hiring me for a job, you probably shouldn’t click “read more…” Instead, I would like you to pretend that this blog is actually just a Facebook page which lists my hobbies as “golfing”, “being a self-started motivator”, and “getting things done,” with several smiling, dispassionate pictures of myself wearing polo shirts.
If you are a grammar Nazi: while the idea of banning books probably annoys you as much as it annoys me, you will no doubt be more annoyed by the astonishing lack of editing displayed below. Please feel free to comment, but if you choose to do so in a smug or anal manner, I will throw a bowl of pasta at your head.
If you are otherwise offended: I suggest that you take a deep breath, count to ten, and lookatthekitty.
Rant commences below the cut.
One of these days, I’m going to figure out how to title these entries. Is it “Song Title First”, then Artist, or is it Artist First, then “Song Title?” It’s probably not that important in the long run, but it’s just the sort of thing that’s bound to drive you OCD/farmer/”grown-up” types nuts. Curse you all, with your functional dopamine receptors and your lack of spontanaeity and your job prospects and your bedtimes. Curse you to heck.
Anyway, Lemon Demon.
No spoilers here, I’m afraid. You know why? Because I do not have my copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows yet. And do you know why I do not have my copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows yet?
It has nothing to do with Michael DiLoreto of the North End via East Boston turning 25, although he picked a pretty inconvenient day to get born, if you ask me. No, I would have gone to Mikey’s birthday party if it was infested with sharks. I do not blame Mikey.
It also has nothing to do with Theatre@First presents Festival@First:C’est Levine! (neither of those things are actually links, however, this is), the final five performances of which are tonight, tomorrow afternoon, and next thursday, friday, and saturday, and in which I am featured prominently being somewhat funny while my co-star Alyssa is brutally, effortlessly, and transcendentally hilarious. Apropos of nothing, you should stop by, as tickets are a mere $10 and all proceeds go to help save endangered otters in Darfur*.
No, I do not blame you, Theatre@First. And that’s really not a link either.
No, see, when I look into my personal Mirror of Erised, which is just like the Mirror of Erised in the Harry Potter books except that it’s actually just a mirror with toothpaste spittle all over it, it shows me who I have to blame. And that person, my friends, is none other than me.