Pomplamoose strikes again, this time with a jazzy Christmas tune. And in the spirit of the holidays, they’re asking that you donate a goat through WorldVision. They’ll give you a couple of MP3s for every goat you buy. Maaa-aaaaa-ahhhh.
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Harry Potter and the Expensive Regift
Last night, Susan and I went to a friend’s annual Christmakwanzakkah party out in Hoboken, N.J. This friend’s a classy sort of broad and provides both food (including sushi!) and booze. Still, I don’t like showing up at a party without some sort of alcohol in tow, especially considering the amount I drink. So we grabbed a bottle of red down from the shelf. Perhaps you have a similar shelf–bottles of decent wines that friends give you as gifts or bring over and some day you’ll get around to drinking them, but really you don’t entertain THAT much and when you do, the same people bring over more bottles.
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Best Blog Post Ever
If this isn’t the best blog post ever, I’ll give you your money back. Oh wait, you didn’t pay for this so shut the hell up. I’m actually shooting “B Roll” right now for Stacked Up TV, a show about writers. So they’re in my home taping me. And they wanted a shot of me blogging.
The Team That Will Not Be Mentioned
So, like a genius, I wrote about a certain Louisiana-based football team. After that very same team almost lost to the Washington Redskins, I received a call from New Orleans yesterday. It went something like this:
“Don’t you dare write about the [Team I Will No Longer Mention] until the season is over! You almost jinxed them! I will kill you!”
This phone call was from a woman. One thing I learned early in life is never cross a female football fan from South Louisiana. She WILL cut you.
More Reaction to LSU-Ole Miss Game
Even Hitler has had enough.
Homicidal Psycho Jungle Ken
This morning I was given The Complete Calvin and Hobbes (Volumes 1, 2 and 3), which may be up there with one of the best Birthday Gifts ever. In the world. Published in 2005 and weighing in at 23.4 pounds, I’ve been waiting for it for a long time. Hell, I gave it to my son for his eight birthday and talked about it and talked about it and talked about it. Which, you know, HINT!
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Pomplamoose Does ‘Beat It’
Boudin, Baby. Boudin
Sure, at first glance, a box of boudin may look like a carton full of soft-boiled geriatric, uh, weinies. But I promise you won’t put anything tastier in your mouth. (I’m talking about the boudin, you perv.) Continue reading “Boudin, Baby. Boudin”
The First Reading . . . and Your First Taste of the Book
Of course, that means it’s a chance for publishing companies and authors to get out there and cajole, beg and plead for their books to be considered. And I think we all know it goes without saying that I’m not the type to shun publicity and a chance to sell himself or his work. I signed a couple of boxes worth of uncorrected advance reviewer copies of The First Annual Grand Prairie Rabbit Festival and even learned that Kensington had a poster printed up for the trade-show floor. A POSTER!
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WTF? Cooking With Christopher Walken?
I’m assuming this is ancient interwebs history, but … really? These pears … look … very nice.
KEN WHEATON 