(Sniff!) Adieu!
Showing posts with label Parisian Adventure. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Parisian Adventure. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
For The Rest Of The Afternoon, Morton Puts The Eiffel Tower's Famous Space Cannon To Good Use
Pew! Pew pew pew! Pew! Evil space goblins, keep away from our stinky cheese! Pew pew pew pew pew pew pew pew pew pew! Pew pew! Pew!
Labels:
Foreign Correspondent,
Parisian Adventure
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Friday, March 21, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
A Good Critic Educates As Well As Informs
And the woman is saying, why, yes, stinky cheese is just the best, isn't it? And the man is saying, if I could have stinky cheese two hundred times a day, I would. That's how good stinky cheese is. And the man next to him is eating a lollipop.
Labels:
Foreign Correspondent,
Parisian Adventure
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Morton Engages In A Furious Debate
Is it better to have loved and lost than never to have had caramel ice cream at all? If Morton eats crunchy peppermints in a forest, does it make a sound? If Morton denies the idea of "self" as a coherent entity and rejects the artificial distinction between speaker and audience as it pertains to New Media in both structuralist and post-structuralist dialectic, will that lead to more cookies?
Labels:
Foreign Correspondent,
Parisian Adventure
Friday, March 14, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
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