Last week every second thread at the ‘filter seemed to have at least one mention of Neal Pollack, and how he’s tastier than pre-sliced cheese and better looking than that guy on the infomercial, you know, the one with the hair, and may or may not be America’s Greatest Living Writer. Me, I had no idea who this guy was.
So using the all the tools at my command, at great personal risk and expense, and by the grace of GOD, I tracked down his own Personal Website.
And he’s a pretty funny f–ker, you know?
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The shtick gets old pretty quick, though. I picked up his book, and had a laugh for the first maybe quarter of the book. After that, it was like that scene in Pee-Wee’s Big Adventure where he’s on the boxcar with the hobo who won’t stop singing “Jimmy Cracked Corn”.
I leapt off the boxcar and into the night, running across the fields towards anyone but Neal Pollack.
I hear ya. I too am leaping off the boxcar in real-time as I audioblog this – with my wireless laptop – after having just finished reading NP’s blog post (thanks Chris, for the link – I did find the relation imagery funny). I am leaping off because, I too, sense ‘more bite’ out there, and, just before reading the NP ditty, I had read the latest, most better, “Get Your War On” page and so I am feeling pretty spunking right now, and as I am running across the field towards that cabin over there in the now-not-so distance, with the loud party going on by the light of the fire place, and, as I now get closer, and I now open the door… Ooo! The merry makers go silent, 1-2-3-4-5, wow, for five seconds (it seems like forever!) – they just stared at me with straight – but drunken faces, (it smells of cherry wood, beer, wine, and aged cheddar), and now they are busting out in laughter and welcoming me in – “We’re Johnny Cheese’s crowd, my friend! Welcome in! Welcome In!”
http://www.blackmarketgold.com/johnnycheese.html
We are all Johnny Cheese! Or are we? I’m confused.
It feels nice.
Love that metabloggin. hmm does he have any blogshares left 🙂
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