We all have our heroes. Tony Kornheiser is one of mine. Sure, he’s not at the top of the list, but he’s on there. A fantastic sports journalist in his time, and a fun and knowledgeable commentator (I don’t care about Monday Night Football, but I love PTI) and I just can’t bring myself to care that he might be a bit of a dick. I don’t think I even care that he might be a dick to me if we were ever in the same room. I’d probably even enjoy it a little.
“Feeding mostly on aquatic vegetation and pretty much anything Pepperidge Farm makes, the pygmy hippo is a shy, retiring mammal until it retires, at which time it can become quite gregarious.”—mike henry
Edmund was Co-Editor with John Simpson of the Second Edition of the Oxford English Dictionary and is now Deputy Chief Editor. He is a member of the English Faculty at Oxford, and a Fellow of Kellogg College. He has a particular responsibility for the linguistic aspects of the dictionary text, as well as for words borrowed from unfamiliar languages. He invented a phonetic alphabet at the age of eleven and spent his teens collecting alphabets, trying to teach himself languages, or inventing his own, inspired by the works of J. R. R. Tolkien.
I just watched 4 hours of “Glee.” It’s not a good show. I’m a little bit gay for the brunette. And the knocked-up blonde, if I’m being honest. But it is not a good show. It’s one of those things people defend by just saying, “But I like it!”. As though that is a defense for anything.
My point is: I didn’t like it. It felt very two-dimensional. Yet, I sat. And while I sat there watching, I thought of potential toots about it. Then I thought about how Twitter is making me into a robot, and how my brain is broken.
And then I thought it might make for a haistly written, misguided Tumblr post about nothing. And so here you go.
(Toot: Glee. The show your mom watches with her gay boyfriend.)
made this for you. Now, some of you aren’t mature enough to handle this adult material. And some of you are worried about getting a boner during the work day. I understand. I get it. I totes get it. But here’s the link, just in case.