I think I speak for all Americans when I say that I really identify with "It's My Life," the new-ish Bon Jovi song.
An Arts columnist gives his unique perspective of the future
I would like to formally apologize for several errors that appeared in yesterday's column, titled "High Praise for a New Yorker Cartoonist." The reference that the cartoon was making, I learned from several astute readers, was not to James Bond at all, but to Bjork. James Bond was not related to the cartoon in any way.
I was perusing a recent New Yorker magazine the other day when I came across a simply delightful cartoon.
Vigo, best known for his work in "Ghostbusters 2," is a terrible thing to behold: 14 feet tall, with the horns of a goat, and flaming like the torch that destroys the darkness.
"Toad baked some cookies. (1) 'These cookies smell very good (2),' said Toad. He ate one (3). 'And they taste even better (4),' he said.
The real mission: impossible was figuring out the plot of "Mission: Impossible," am I right? That was one confusing movie.
Did you ever notice how nothing that was cool in 1989 is still cool? Vanilla Ice is no longer cool.
"It turns out that Scott Bakula still has a year of NCAA eligibility, and even though he's no spring chicken, he's got one hell of an arm, and the experience to whip this rag-tag bunch of misfits you call a football team into shape, goddamit." It came to my attention recently that Scott Bakula still has a year of NCAA eligibility left.
Lost on the Hutch in southern New York state, listening to Jean Pitney's orientalist classic "Mecca" and drinking cream soda, we continued our departure from the Windy Apple.