Mobilize the Cabal!
According to this piece in the NYPost, the check at Parkhill’s Waterfront Grill in Allenhurst, NJ was presented to “Jew Couple”. No, seriously:
“We are a family restaurant, and we welcome everybody,” [the manager] said, adding that the words “Jew Couple” were never intended to be derogatory.
“We use it as a form of identity,” she said. She would not elaborate on what the restaurant does when there is more than one couple assumed to be Jewish at the restaurant.
Maybe they put different colored stars of David on the checks.
It’s an outrage! We’d better get our lawyers, bankers and entertainment executives on the case!
In other news, the born-again Christian who does a half-assed job as a receptionist at my office has been putting articles in my mail-slot that explain how the Israeli pullout from Gaza is defying Biblical prophecies and will lead to ruin.
One more of these, and I’ll launch into my “You belong to a psychotic death cult that believes true happiness can only come after apocalyptic destruction!” rant.
–Jew Blogger
The Toxic State
This is my first week participating in the weekly Carnival of the New Jersey Bloggers! You can check out this week’s collection of our stuff at Riehl World View. I sent them my long-ass rambling link about contemporary fiction, which isn’t NJ-specific at all. I guess I could’ve mentioned that Rick Moody’s Garden State sucked ass, but hey.
It’s a digital world
The official VM fiancee didn’t believe me when I told her that Daryl Hannah’s missing part of a finger. So I looked up “daryl hannah missing finger” and found a page about celebrities missing fingers.
The subject arose because of the third paragraph of this Wikipedia entry on Matthew Perry:
Perry is missing part of his right middle finger due to a door shutting accident.
Don’t ask me why she was reading about Matthew Perry.
Subgenius
The MacArthur Foundation just called me. For a moment, I thought they were going to offer me a genius grant. Then I was hoping that they were doing a background check on a potential recipient. It was just a question about my correct contact info, in case they get a recipient who works in my field. Stupid geniuses . . . Grr . . .
The very model of modern major general
Good post by Megan “Jane Galt” McCardle, who’s filling in at Instapundit this week. It’s about how mind-numbingly boring high-paying jobs can be, and how severe the winnowing-out process can be.
I have a pretty unromantic job, editing a pharmaceutical trade magazine. It’s not what my teachers and professors had in mind when they told me I’d “be a writer,” but I do it well, have learned a ton about this industry and business overall, get paid nicely, and have been to a lot of places I’d never have seen if I wasn’t working in this sort of job (next up: Madrid and Nashville!).
When I went back to my old college a few years ago to speak on a panel about “independent publishing,” I tried to explain to the undergrads the importance of flexibility, and learning how to do something in a field you never thought you’d be in, “mainly because you’re almost guaranteed to end up hating whatever it is that you’re specializing in here at college.”
They thought I was joking.
Anyway, Megan’s post is a pretty good, so give it a read:
There is a tendency among liberal arts types to think that it is grossly unfair that investment bankers make so much money, when said artsy type’s clearly more socially valuable work is so pitifully renumerated. Having spent a summer doing it, I personally think that anyone who is willing to spend his Saturday night going over the fine print in an SEC prospectus until 2 am is welcome to all the filthy lucre they will pay him.
Pedro Lacks Political Experience
Help me out on this one
Who’s the bigger lying sack of shit: Rafael Palmeiro or Benon Savan?
Priorities, priorities
How they do things in Florida:
1. Have sex with wife
2. Beat her to death with a hammer for trying to cuddle after sex
3. Go to sports bar to catch the game.
If only he signed with New Jersey…
I’m not a hockey fan, but I am glad that the NHL has reached labor peace and is getting ready for a new season, if only because it means Miroslav Satan got to test the free-agent waters, leading to headlines like this one:
MILBURY TRADES PECA,
CUTS DEAL WITH SATAN
Unfortunately, his deal was with the Islanders. If he played for the Devils, I’d have bought my first-ever hockey sweater (don’t get me started on my pile of basketball jerseys, including an Argentine national team jersey).