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Idolmild

In case you’re won­der­ing, it’s been a com­bi­na­tion of ill­ness, new job, new job not work­ing out, new ver­sion of the no-​longer-​new job, new ver­sion of the no-​longer-​new job not work­ing out so well either, won­der­ing if I should get a new-​new job, won­der­ing if I should go on dis­abil­ity, my doc­tors telling me […]

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America, it’s time to laugh again

Can you guess who this mys­tery doucheball is?

YES! It’s Dead Wife Man™ live and in per­son in the Best Buy® Rotunda at the Mall of America® on March 5th. And I was there!

I had no plans to go to MOA that day and had no idea that any (accent on) special […]

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I can’t do what can’t be done

After care­ful con­sid­er­a­tion and soul-​searching dis­cus­sion with my fam­ily, cler­gyper­sons, imag­i­nary friends etc., I have come to the real­iza­tion that there is sim­ply no way I can get involved in this year’s Idol. The rea­sons are many, and here are but a few:

1) Forget it, Jake, it’s Chinatown This show is beyond help and […]

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It’s the most won­der­ful time of the year

I couldn’t pos­si­bly be less excited about the advent of AI right now, but my last day of class is tomor­row (or today, rather) and I don’t have a job which means, um, I have noth­ing else to do. It’s time to be afraid, be very afraid. Mind, I’m far more afraid than you are!

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Queenmania!

Or: We cast 624 mil­lion votes and all we got was this lousy two-​hour finale. […]