Rock Me, Sexy Jesus
Written on July 14, 2008
This is so crazy because I was just watching Gossip Girl and I was like: “Oh my god, no one has dinner at Butter!” But then you just called me and invited me to dinner at Butter! It’s totally out of control.
I guess Parents Television Council draws the line at gay-on-cougar sex.
Another video that’s making the rounds at work. A million billion years ago I saw John Kelly at P.S. 122 do a bump-and-grind rendition of “Ride On, King Jesus”; in blackface, no less. Here’s Kelly doing Joni Mitchell.
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I never shall forget the indulgence with which he treated Hodge, his cat: for whom he himself used to go out and buy oysters, lest the servants having that trouble should take a dislike to the poor creature. . . . I recollect [Hodge] one day scrambling up Dr. Johnson's breast, apparently with much satisfaction, while my friend smiling and half-whistling, rubbed down his back, and pulled him by the tail; and when I observed he was a fine cat, saying 'why yes, Sir, but I have had cats whom I liked better than this;' and then as if perceiving Hodge to be out of countenance, adding, 'but he is a very fine cat, a very fine cat indeed.'