Random Play remembers Greg Giraldo, a Harvard Law School grad who put his education to use telling jokes about Viagra, drug addiction, washed-up celebs and fat kids. The world won’t be the same without him.
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It’s quite possible that, at some point in your life, you’ve dreaded going to the supermarket. All those crazy people, long lines and synapse-damaging packages can take a toll on…
Twinkie dipped in chocolate, or dessert of the gods? In her latest Random Play, Robin Monica Alexander sings the praises of the Chocodile.
In which Robin Monica Alexander, who ingested many illegal substances during her childhood, suffers an LSD flashback to the ill-fated Happy Days spinoff.
Why are Jews so freakin’ awesome? Robin Monica Alexander investigates in her latest Random Play.
Robin Monica Alexander made it nearly 30 years without seeing Oklahoma — but as she later discovered, it’s never too late to discover the joy of a good surrey.
Join Robin Monica Alexander in a filthy, fascinating world of neurotic gunslingers, psychotic whoremongers, and corpse-eating pigs, won’t you?
The recent rash of celebrity deaths has Robin Monica Alexander thinking of River Phoenix’s untimely demise.
What’s a cave bear, and how many to a clan? We aren’t sure, but after reading Robin Monica Alexander’s latest column, we want to learn.
Like many of you, I went out to the movies during the holidays. Maybe we saw some of the same films…Avatar, right? Sherlock Holmes? And despite the protests of hipsters…
When the 2007 live action-animation hybrid movie of Alvin and the Chipmunks made $60 million in its opening weekend, it took people by surprise. Hadn’t the besweatered musical trio outstayed…
There have been a lot of boys, and men, whose pictures I have torn out of magazines for my personal use. The first may have been Michael Jackson, of whom…
Robin Monica Alexander delves into the psychology of guilty pleasures, and recalls her childhood fascination over the movie “Irreconcilable Differences.”
I barely knew him. Yet here I was, on a cold Tuesday night, at his apartment. We had had a drink or two at the bar/lounge/restaurant down the street from…
Join our newest writer, Robin Monica Alexander, as she takes you on a genre and era-bouncing trip through pop culture — today, she looks back at her teenage obsession with V.C. Andrews’ “Flowers in the Attic.”
Welcome, my children, to the first (and I hope not the last) installment of my question-and-answer column entitled Ask the Monkey Monk. I was thrilled when we received word from…
I’m payin’ off credit cards, so bid on my comics and shit! Tons of good readin’, mint bronze age Marvels, and if you ever wanted to read about Tarzan and…
Okay, I’ve been bugging and bugging my friend Matty to start his blog, ‘cuz he’s fucking hilarious and has about seventy bajillion stories to tell. And now, that lazy HOAR…
Blogging While Intoxicated. Apparently, it’s the hip thing to do now. I’ve read several blogs in the past few days where the writer was blogging drunk (which is scary, since…
After 22 months of biting my lip as the President of the company I work for screamed (at me…at his receptionist…at the guy who stocks the vending machines), today was…
1. The internet 2. Alternative music becoming mainstream 3. (The London) Suede 4. Bowie going industrial 5. That cool Prodigy band with the Á¢€Å“cat songÁ¢€ he liked so much going…
I had to run some errands on this lovely partly cloudy day: Á¢€¢ I stopped first at Fingerprints Records to pick up the new Lloyd Cole CD (“Music In a…
If anyone knows this incredibly hot guy in the green shorts that was at “Lapride” this past weekend, please propose to him for me. He’s obviously into bald whities, so…
Today, I paid off the last remaining balance of a Visa I’ve had since I was 20 years old and living in Cleveland. It’s done. Over and out. $0.00. I…
Beautiful synchronicity led me to the International Channel where I saw a quickie documentary on artist Takayuki Mitsushima. Mitsushima creates his work using nothing but colored sticky tape on white…
Don’t pay her a promised Toyota. Everything about this story is hilarious, from her expression, to the prize, to the fact that she expected honor among Hooters.
A recap for those just joining us. At this point, we had been at the party for about an hour and it was a nice, mellow affair, with about 20…
Via papito1: I hate memes. Honest. But cheggidout: J Jolly O Overwhelming H Honorable N Nerdy ? H Hairy . Name / Username: Name Acronym Generator From…
Let’s look at tragically hip emo kids and street trash, shall we? I have a soft spot for gutter glamour. Slumming? Pining for youth lost? You be the judge.
It was when I saw the combination stand-up shower/pistol shooting range located underground adjacent to the huge swimming pool that I had to stop and remind myself of how I…