Ramblings & ephemera
I start playing Norah Jones.
Denise: I really like this music.
Scott: You say that every time I play it.
Denise: And you say that every time back to me.
Scott: Well, somebody’s stuck in a loop, and I don’t think it’s me.
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Posted on November 27th, 2005 by Scott Granneman
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A short conversation between Denise and I in March 2003:
Scott: “Why are there so many pickles in the kitchen sink?”
Denise: “Because I was cleaning out the bathroom!” (pause) “There’s something wrong when that statement makes perfect sense.”
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Posted on November 22nd, 2005 by Scott Granneman
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A conversation Denise & I had sometime in July 2003:
Scott: Hey, did you hear about that baseball player hitting that mascot dressed as a sausage?
Denise: Yeah!
Scott: That poor polish sausage.
Denise: Yeah.
Scott: From what I read, he didn’t mean to hurt her. He just tapped her. I mean, those costumes are pretty top-heavy.
Denise: Sure … [...]
Posted on November 22nd, 2005 by Scott Granneman
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True story:
Gus and I stand at the entrance of the Indiana University Bookstore, where we must find a temporary locker for our bags. The locker require money.
Gus: I need a quarter. Do you have a quarter?
Me: No, but I’ve got a dollar. Will that help?
Gus: Not unless it’s shaped like a quarter.
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Posted on November 1st, 2005 by Scott Granneman
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From "The Producer" in the 15 October 2001 issue of The New Yorker, an article about the Hollywood producer Brian Grazer:
His creation achieved its brilliant apotheosis a few years ago, when he reconceived Brian Grazer as a form of performance art. He started putting photographs of himself, grinning like a pixie, in dime-store frames and [...]
Posted on October 16th, 2005 by Scott Granneman
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From "The Producer" in the 15 October 2001 issue of The New Yorker, an article about the Hollywood producer Brian Grazer:
[Edgar J. Scherick, the TV producer, hired Grazer when he was young, & had this to say about him:] "One day, he told me he was dissatisfied. We talked for half an hour and I [...]
Posted on October 16th, 2005 by Scott Granneman
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From Claudia Roth Pierpont’s "Jazzbo", about George Gershwin, in The New Yorker (10 January 2005):
[Gershwin] had been saved by the piano. On a fateful day in 1910, a secondhand upright was hoisted through the family’s Second Avenue window and, to general shock, scapegrace street fighting George, age twelve, sat down and tore through a popular [...]
Posted on October 7th, 2005 by Scott Granneman
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Joe Freeman & I were at a party at Jans & Sarah’s. He announced to me that his company had just decided on a new name: Iron Jelly.
"Why that name?" I asked.
Joe explained, "Well, I was looking through a list of words, and I went down the list until I saw two next to [...]
Posted on October 1st, 2005 by Scott Granneman
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From "Bold Bets", in Maxim (June 2005: 104):
Amarillo Slim Preston bet tennis pro Bobby Riggs $10,000 that he could beat him at game of ping-pong, with one condition: Slim got to choose the paddles. Slim showed up with two skillets - he had been practicing on the sly - and promptly waxed Riggs 21-8.
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Posted on September 28th, 2005 by Scott Granneman
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I was an undergraduate at Washington University in St. Louis from 1985-1989, and a graduate student in English Lit. from 1989-1996. During that time, I racked up my share of library fines (not hard to do when the fines were $0.10 a day, per book), a couple of times into three digits. In fact, I [...]
Posted on June 29th, 2005 by Scott Granneman
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I wish Mother Nature would decide if she wants to snow or rain or what.
Added a product to their wishlist:
Good God a'mighty but that big man positively.WAILS on the geetar!
The amazingly loud & good Tony Campanella is just starting. This guy rocked the house last year.
On my way with Robin to the annual Stevie Ray Vaughan tribute show at the Pageant. $15 for a kickass 3 hour + show. Awesomeness!