Blurbotron

Marty has a heart of gold. He once told me the story of slapper joe, the ostrich who ate from the ketchup jar with cartoon like precision. He lost a finger for that. Thank you, Marty!-Gabriela, paper connoisseur, Los Angeles

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O Captain Trips, My Captain Trips

Standing in line with a thousand other people this morning for my Swine Flu (It’s Not Just for Pigs AnymoreTM) shot, I was struck by how, if only the public health system had been as advanced during the time of “The Stand,” Las Vegas would not have been destroyed by the Trashcan Man’s atom bomb, [...]