Well, not exactly: Right now, sitting at my Mac with a hot-water bottle and two blankets, I still look forwardnot to spring, but to global warming. Let the icecaps melt and the sea roll up to take the coastal cities; they’ve been flooding us with their sexed-up media pap for decades. I wouldn’t mind a little less Miley Cyrus and a little more sunshine. Then I could reach right up, and touch the sky.
Lileks writing for City Pages
May 28 2008 — 2:00am
5 Reader Comments
1:11 am
No mention of his “Gnat,” total dead giveaway.
7:33 am
I’m not certain that rising waters would take out the hilly areas surrounding land-locked Nashville, which is the only way you’re getting @ the Cyrus clan.
12:07 pm
Pretty good parody, although he seems to think I complain about the “sexed-up media” a lot. And I hate that Mungo Jerry song. “If her daddy’s poor, take her out for a thrill / if her daddy’s poor, just do what you feel.” Damned sexed-up British jug-band media.
12:10 pm
Lileks, stop hating on the skiffle. If I have one complain about your column, it’s that you endlessly rag on Lonnie Donnegan.
2:07 pm
… but you’re one hell of a local historian.