Nail, hit on head.

Also aiding the study were the many contributors to This American Life, who took time from their best-selling essay-writing careers to donate personal anecdotes about dropping out of prestigious art schools, taking harrowing but poignant childhood vacations to the Grand Canyon, and the unique challenges of growing up in families supportive of their homosexuality.

[The Onion, on This American Life]

Also, npr sexual fantasies.

Let’s take Steve Inskeep, for instance. He has a different sonic appeal than Ira’s hipster nerdiness; his baritone is more anchor chic. He’s the kind of guy who might buy me a few martinis, loosen his tie over some tapas, and get a throbbing boner for Mozart’s concertos. This has its own sordid appeal; he could probably explain what’s happening in Iraq, in which case I’d totally get wet. I like to envision an erotic evening in which he merely pronounces the names of Al-Qaeda operatives as if it were some kind of Salome striptease — Abu Masab Al-Zarqawi, Saif al-Adel, Abu Mohammed al-Masri. By the time he got to the third “Abu,” I’d be ready to jump across the table and rip off his sensible button-down.

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posted on Friday, April 20th, 2007 by kremdela in Things I Think Are Cool

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