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Southpaw Jones presents
Is This Interesting?
Thoughts/feelings that just might not matter:
Well, I’m getting the Gazette up late today, because my internet was down when I woke up this morning. Some time after coffee and iTunes clean-up, it came back on. So here I be. Thanks to a Borders gift card, I was able to order DVDs to replace my VHS copies of Lone Star and Amistad, two of my favorite films. I’m a sucker for long, talky films with manipulative soundtracks. I remember taking my parents to see Amistad in Houston after I had already seen it once. They go to the movies when – and only when – I take them. Unfortunately, it was one of those situations where the film itself was slightly off-kilter, and we the audience could occasionally see some production equipment and boom mics at the top of the screen. Talk about taking one out of the story…

On our way out, I stopped by an employee and asked for, nay, demanded tickets to make up for our inability to immerse ourselves and suspend disbelief. Others from the crowd stood behind me. The management obliged, and my mother looked at me differently from then on. Her timid little boy had grown up to be an in-your-face consumer advocate. I may stand idly by while you insult my home, friends, and family, but I will bite your ear if the scent of free tickets comes wafting from your pocket. Woof.

Southpaw Jones presents
Do it With Style
Fun words to say while belching, stretching, or answering the phone:
BIRKENSTOCK
RICK
STORK
FRANKFURTER
CALAMITY

Southpaw Jones presents
Paw Prints
Pics of Southpaw & his environ:
Check out the Church Sign Generator in action:

Spike Gillespie presents
A Haiku History of the World
A look at our past, / seventeen syllables and / three lines at a time:

Crisis speak thy name.
First Saddam. Then Monica.
Then Saddam, again.

Southpaw Jones presents
Quotopia
Freshly-picked quotes from the ol’ reference collection:
You might not have always liked Republicans, but you could count on them to manage the bank. They might be lousy tippers, act snooty, talk through their noses, wear spats and splash mud on you as they race their Pierce-Arrows through the village, but you knew they could do the math. To see them produce a ninny and then follow him loyally into the swamp for five years is disconcerting, like seeing the Rolling Stones take up lite jazz. So here we are at an uneasy point in our history, mired in a costly war and getting nowhere, a supine Congress granting absolute power to a president who seems to get smaller and dimmer, and the best the Republicans can offer is San Franciscophobia?
Garrison Keillor

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