DEAR CHICAGO: LET IT GO
So, a while back Harry Caray's Restaurant bought the Bartman ball and blew it up. As if that weren't enough overkill, now they are stewing up the remains and serving them over pasta.
Seriously.
ALSO: The Edge points us to an online archive of the Ear No One Reads. For you non-newspaper folk the "ear" is the little bit of type you see in a lot of newspapers in the top right corner of a section front. Usually, the "ear" points you to a story or something inside the section. For a few years, the Washington Post's Sunday Style section decided that nobody reads them so instead they put funny bits like "Help, I'm Trapped in the Typesetting Machine" and "We Pander to No One, Not Even Our Wonderful Advertisers." It's kinda like The Funny we had buried on page 2 of The DePauw... except it's in the Washington Post.
AND IN OTHER BLOGS: Looks like Newsdesigner did some remodeling.
Seriously.
ALSO: The Edge points us to an online archive of the Ear No One Reads. For you non-newspaper folk the "ear" is the little bit of type you see in a lot of newspapers in the top right corner of a section front. Usually, the "ear" points you to a story or something inside the section. For a few years, the Washington Post's Sunday Style section decided that nobody reads them so instead they put funny bits like "Help, I'm Trapped in the Typesetting Machine" and "We Pander to No One, Not Even Our Wonderful Advertisers." It's kinda like The Funny we had buried on page 2 of The DePauw... except it's in the Washington Post.
AND IN OTHER BLOGS: Looks like Newsdesigner did some remodeling.
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