... and Woody Allen's the guy with his foot on the pedal. I was going to link to his piece in The New Yorker, the funniest thing he's penned in years, but it's a print-only offering, so I'll just give you a taste and recommend that you pick up the Nov. 21 issue. The title is "Above the Law, Below the Box Springs".
The State Police in Amarillo are a crackerjack group, and members not only must be physically impressive but must pass a rigorous written exam. Boggs had failed the written test twice, first being unable to explicate Wittgenstein to the desk sergeant's satisfaction, then mistranslating Ovid. It was a mark of his dedication that Boggs received tutoring, and his final thesis on Jane Austen remains a classic among the motorcycle police who patrol Amarillo's highways.
Not laugh out loud funny stuff, but clever.
Folks, I'm serious. Rent's a good movie. Unironically so. And if that horrible commotion outside my window is the sound of twelve or thirteen people collectively losing faith in my critical acumen and not just my neighbors watching Something to Talk About in DTS, then so be it.
Finally, do a Google search for "Stand Up and Get Crunk". So proud.
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Posted by: mallylorrie | July 21, 2011 at 12:59 AM