I like Buffy. I like fanfic. Go ahead and laugh; I don’t care.
I won’t lie — while I’m certainly impressed with brentalfloss’s musical and writing talent, I didn’t love his second album, Bits of Me, as much as I’d hoped to. Whatever came after that was going to impress me, but I wasn’t expecting something on the level of his first album, What If This CD… Had Lyrics?. Flossophy delivers on almost every level: musically, lyrically, and humorously. I highly recommend it to anyone who loves video games, funny music, and, yes, the occasional fart joke.
You’d think after seven tries, I could get the living part right, or at least be a pro at dying, but both are still messy and painful. At least dying doesn’t scare me anymore.
That’s from my performance of “The Schrodinger War” by D. Thomas Minton, now live on StarShipSofa No 326
You are getting paid a good salary to do this job. Have a little pride in your work and spell-check. Do you realize how stupid we all look when you can’t spell “vandalized” or put a space between “in” and “front”?
The concept of a world that’s opposite to our own isn’t a new one. I mean, even John Norman did it with his Gor novels. And the concept of playing with gravity isn’t new either. But mix them together and you might just end up with a film like Upside Down.
I promise that every “Six of the Best” column won’t be about bathroom-related things. I really do.
Look, I’m not going to lie to you: I had no fucking clue what was going on for most of the first half of Upstream Color, the second feature film from director Shane Carruth.