Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Beck and Call

He says: On your beckon call
I say: At your beck and call

Julia Roberts refers to herself in Pretty Woman as a "beck-and-call girl."

Which is it? I think me and Julia Roberts are right.

Monday, February 13, 2012

Bonnie Bear

Bon Iver
being Internet famous, relative obscurity, the new way culture develops, silliness

Tuesday, March 22, 2011


Apparently Jasper Johns likes order with his chaos.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Tom tom

Tom Waits talks about how mishearing things is inspiring. Embrace the chaos.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Communication breakdown

What I might like most about malapropisms is the absurdity, the way confusion about language leads to silly misunderstandings. It's a little twist to your brain, in the same vein as drawing tenuous connections, making everything into a metaphor, or perceiving things that aren't really happening (see: McGurk Effect). Like, chill.

New: more brilliant miscommunications I come across, starting with a bit of typo poetry from a work-related email:

"Let us know if you née anything else."

Well, maybe it's only funny to me.

This is a few lines from a recent alien sighting over Brooklyn (thanks Stefano):

"randomly looking outside of my window and noticing something strange
red yellowish objects in the sky dancing back n forth performing maneuvers no earthly object could perform the "fireballs" seemed dynamic and aware of what they were doing"

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Hello nurse!

A conversation yesterday about using vintage pick-up lines like "Hubba hubba" and "Hello Nurse," made Leti's post titled "HELLOOOOOOOO NURSE!!!!" catch my eye. (The post is about the film "White Squall." Haha. Leti, you should see The Town if you're looking for serious eye candy.)

Soo, intrigued by this little Celestine Prophecy-worthy coincidence, I checked it out and learned that the vaudeville-era phrase is the origin of today's wolf whistle. Real creative guys!

Friday, February 19, 2010

Ion Like a Lion in Zion

Listening to Desmond Dekker this morning, I was telling Josh how I thought the lyrics were "tamaloo tamashoo tamaway" when he actually says, "them a loot, them a shoot, them a wail." Josh shared his own reggae confusion with "Iron Lion Zion." I like it when the misunderstanding is better than the original.