November 23rd, 2011 by Andrew

Actu­ally, I love cats.

A while back, an ex-girlfriend who I was clearly not over at the time asked me for a favor. I found the favor to be ridicu­lous, in fact, and I told her so in a cre­ative and long-winded fash­ion. Below is the cor­re­spon­dence. In hind­sight I real­ize I was chan­nel­ing David Thorne of 27b/6, and it may be the finest writ­ing I’ve ever done. The full cor­re­spon­dence is after the break, redacted to take out per­sonal infor­ma­tion, of course. If you know who this is, please don’t say. I’m only try­ing to embar­rass myself here.

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July 12th, 2011 by Andrew

After a bit of a hia­tus, Cather­ine and I return with another round of horo­scopes. If you don’t like them, don’t believe them.

Aries
In the words of my West Vir­gin­ian baby sit­ter from when I was 9: “You don’t know nothin’ and you stink like poop.” So get rid of that Cassie Edwards you’ve had sim­mer­ing on the back of the toi­let and get some real literature.

Litra­chur.

Tau­rus
This thing right here is let­tin all the ladies know what guys talk about. You know, the finer things in life. Check it out. Ooh dat dress so scan­dalous, and ya know another brotha couldn’t han­dle it. See ya shakin that thang like who’s da ish with a look in ya eye so dev­il­ish. Ya like to dance at all the hip hop spots, and ya cruise to the crews like con­nect da dots, not just urban she likes the pop; she was livin la vida loca. She had dumps like a truck truck truck, thighs like what what what. Baby move your butt butt butt. I think to sing it again.

Gem­ini
I hope you need a new dinette set because.… You’re the next con­tes­tant on the Price is Right! Come on down!

Can­cer
Dear Can­cer, this week has been a hec­tic one for you, but it’s time for a change. Don’t fool your­self into think­ing a sit­u­a­tion you are stuck in is worth being stuck in. Check your­self — before you wreck yourself.

Leo
While it’s a damned shame, the truth is you’ll never again be as young as you were when you started read­ing this sen­tence. Time to start sav­ing for your retirement.

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March 21st, 2011 by Andrew

Or is it you that spins?

Aries
This week, be care­ful not to con­fuse “Aries” and “Aryan” when that cute girl at the bagel shop asks you what your sign is. If the words “Jew­ish Lynch Mob” don’t mean any­thing to you yet — they will. They will. You’ll be cream-cheesed-and-feathered and run out of town.

Tau­rus
It’s like this and like that: those heav­enly bod­ies of light fore­tell that it ain’t nothin but a G-thang this for you, but wear a rain­coat. You’re not ready to spawn quite yet.

Gem­ini
I know what you’ve been deal­ing with, that’s right, I’m talk­ing to all of you that live in that same meat sack that you call a body. So to throw off the attempts of your mul­ti­ple per­son­al­i­ties to union­ize, move to Wis­con­sin this week. With­out the abil­ity to col­lec­tively bar­gain, you’ll regain the upper hand and may actu­ally be able to hold your shit together in the DSS office next time.

Can­cer
Your sup­port­ive ways have come in handy as of late. If a friend asks you for advice, remem­ber to remain unbi­ased and keep your emo­tions at bay when choos­ing words of wis­dom to bestow.

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February 13th, 2011 by Andrew

Happy Fuck­ing Trees

Hot off the presses here at Izzy’s Cof­fee Den where Cather­ine and I are plug­ging away inter­pret­ing the stars. We promise you that they are 100% actual horo­scopes, writ­ten be real writ­ers using an actual lan­guage. Don’t be fooled by the imi­ta­tors (look­ing at you Susan Miller). You can read all of the horo­scopes in this series here.

Aries
This is going to be an excel­lent week for your efforts to build a career. Get ready to update your resume, Aries, and make sure to include that thing you can do with your tongue. It’s a tough econ­omy, dar­lin. — A.

Tau­rus
The stars point to intense dan­ger for you. Go to the store, right now and buy all the chips on the shelves, stay home and eat them until they are gone and don’t leave your house. I’m seri­ous, what I’m see­ing for you out there on the streets would make a Span­ish Inquisi­tor queasy. Let’s just say it involves a tram­po­line, power tools and that Dober­man your neighbor’s just got. — A.

Gem­ini
This is a great time to play the stock mar­ket. Hot tip: Buy Frito-Lays stocks. They’re gonna blow up this week. Trust me. — A.

Can­cer
So you took your old lady back, huh, Can­cer? Weak­sauce. Don’t be afraid to take the plunge some­times and do what you know needs to hap­pen. Often times fear (com­fort) will stop us from doing what we know we is the best in a rela­tion­ship — I expected much more from you. Keep your head up and give it a 60% chance of actu­ally hap­pen­ing the way you “want”. — C.

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February 9th, 2011 by Andrew

Man passes out in the chip aisle

Pic­ture Unrelated

Today my good friend Cather­ine DeBroder and I started writ­ing horo­scopes. I’ve been want­ing to do this for a while, and I was just the right mix of hun­gover, caf­feinated and men­tally unsta­ble to pull it off. I think we’re going to do this every week, so stay tuned. For the record: I’m an Aquar­ius and Cather­ine is a Libra.

Aries
“The Ram” in Hel­lenis­tic tra­di­tion, you’re doing a great job of buck­ing around, Aries. Be on the hunt for some­one who can add more fuel to your cre­ative fire, and then do them. You’re going to be in love! Tread lightly on your cre­ative ideas, you don’t han­dle rejec­tion well, and you’re bound to hear some unfa­vor­able opin­ions of your cre­ations. — C.

Tau­rus
You were such an ass­hole last night. I mean, really what kind of prick does that? Shit­ting into a con­dom is for the bed­room, not the kitchen. Don’t you know any­thing? But I can’t really be mad. You’re just so cute in that uni­form. Now, it’s time for you to get to work. Crime doesn’t stop itself you know. — A.

Gem­ini
Divide and con­quer is an excel­lent apho­rism for you to think about. To con­quer your­self, divide into two pieces (which you are so good at any­way) and throw away the half with that unsightly foot­ball sized goi­ter. — A.

Can­cer
Uuh­h­h­hhh Can­cer. I shud­der at the word. Let go of your anx­i­eties that are truly a mere waste of brain space and start liv­ing your life.  Wanna come to Mardi Gras with me? Your birth­day is this sum­mer. It’s going to be a hot one so cool it down by tak­ing some hikes, swims, baths with loved ones, you know. Be cog­nizant of social sit­u­a­tions this month, don’t strike up con­ver­sa­tions with peo­ple who you may sus­pect don’t want you to waste their time. You’re remark­ably good at read­ing peo­ple,  put it to good use. You’re not as good as Libra, how­ever, so ask their advice. You will be enlight­ened my friend. — C.

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December 11th, 2009 by Andrew

Michael Sana­core, Chris Rid­dle and I made these one-of-a-kind invi­ta­tions to an after-party ear­lier this year. Some­thing about the flex­i­bil­ity and the lim­i­ta­tions of the type­writer was really inspir­ing. It made me think of the type­writer in a whole new way. It’s really a minia­ture print­ing press, that can only use one font, one style, one size, one color and one weight. But other than that — you can use almost any size paper, any ori­en­ta­tion. It’s really mar­velous, and lots of fun. They turned out very well I think. My favorite one:

Don’t lis­ten to her.            Come to the after-party.”

February 2nd, 2009 by Andrew

UPDATED: Slappy slappy slap! Some­body from the Tuc­son area really did record it: www.comcastsuperbowlporn.com

Ok, now read this: 

Porn inter­rupts Super Bowl broad­cast in Tucson

By Alex Dalen­berg, Ari­zona Daily Star
Tuc­son, Ari­zona | Pub­lished: 02.02.2009

Tuc­so­nans watch­ing the Super Bowl got more action than they bar­gained for when a short clip from an adult movie chan­nel inter­rupted Comcast’s feed with full male nudity dur­ing the final moments of the game. Officials at Com­cast said about 30 sec­onds from Club Jenna, an adult cable tele­vi­sion chan­nel, were shown on the local Super Bowl tele­cast. The com­pany was still work­ing Sun­day night to fig­ure out how it happened. Comcast had “no idea” at the time it hap­pened how the porn may have got­ten into its feed, said Kelle Maslyn, a com­pany spokeswoman.

The Star news­room was flooded with calls from irate view­ers who said that the porn cut into the game with less than three min­utes left to play, just after Ari­zona Car­di­nals player Larry Fitzger­ald scored on a touch­down pass from Kurt Warner to put the team in the lead. Callers said that the clip showed a woman unzip­ping a man’s pants, fol­lowed by a graphic act between the two. “I just fig­ured it was another com­mer­cial until I looked up,” said Cora King of Marana. “Then he did his lit­tle dance with every­thing hang­ing out.” Jeanene Piek said she was out­raged that her grand­daugh­ter had seen the clip. “I was in a state of shock. I am totally dis­gusted,” she said.

The Super Bowl was being shown locally on KVOA. The sta­tion sends its sig­nal to Com­cast through a fiber line, said KVOA News Direc­tor Kath­leen Choal. KVOA’s sig­nal didn’t have porn on it when the sta­tion sent it over to Com­cast, sta­tion pres­i­dent Gary Nielsen said. The com­pany will con­tinue to inves­ti­gate what hap­pened to its sig­nal, Nielsen said. Engineers at Com­cast will be work­ing through­out the night to deter­mine what hap­pened, Maslyn said. The porn broke into the standard-definition feed reach­ing ana­log TV sets. It appears the porn only reached homes in the Tuc­son area, but Com­cast did not know exactly how many homes were affected, Maslyn said.

Comcast’s high-definition feed was not affected. Maslyn did not know how many homes were affected.
Com­cast is the second-largest cable-television provider in South­ern Ari­zona and serves more than 80,000 cus­tomers in unin­cor­po­rated Pima County, Marana and Oro Val­ley.
Com­cast has set up an e-mail account to take feed­back from con­cerned cus­tomers. The address is comcasttucsonfeedback@gmail.com.

I obvi­ously was not in Tuc­son, but this is pretty awe­some. I don’t know why they pub­lished that e-mail address, because I def­i­nitely had some feed­back for them.

Dear Com­cast Tuc­son,
Thanks for the extra treat dur­ing the 4th quar­ter — def­i­nitely helped me and the boys cel­e­brate (tem­porar­ily at least). Just when I thought that TV pro­gram­ming was going down the tubes you guys pull this out (no pun intended). I know some peo­ple think you com­mit­ted a “Car­di­nal” sin, but we’re all mam­mals – what’s the big deal? It’s rea­sons like this I haven’t switched to satel­lite yet. Brad’s 14 year old twin boys thought it was the “awe­somest thing ever,” and my aunt Claire got all both­ered and went out for a night on the town for the first time in 15 years. In fact, I think I may have a new uncle soon! Is there any­way I could get a record­ing? I’d love to put this in my family’s video scrap­book — I just had a son a week ago and this was his first Super­bowl. Thanks again and keep up the good work!
– Andrew Fletcher

Yeah, this is my sense of humour at work. I mean that lit­er­ally, I’m actu­ally at work right now.