Sunday, April 26, 2009

Quote Log, Part V

“My hangover told me it won’t leave unless it’s fed.”
--Chris Patz

"Dude, I gotta start exploiting charity more often"
--Barrett Fallentine re: meeting nice girls in San Francisco

Charlie: I have no idea what to get you for your birthday.
Danna Chung: There's no size requirement with cash.

“Let's play 'Passive Aggressive'! It's not just for Thanksgiving anymore.”
--Barbie Beatie

"To quote my good friend Charlie on a great, warm November day, 'It's not an inconvenient truth, it's a bitchin' truth.'"
--Candace Banks

"The human race has not devised any way of dissolving barriers...that is one tenth as handy and efficient as letting you and the other chap, or chaps, cease to be totally sober at about the same rate in agreeable surroundings."
-Sir Kingsley Amis

Jessica Gould: No-one does five hours of incest and racial superiority like Richard Wagner.
Charlie: Except for a family of lute-playing phrenologists from Appalachia I once met.

Jacques Lehot: Dude, can I just put my wallet in your fanny pack for ONE ride [at Six Flags]?
Chris La Chance: No way. I'm going to tell you what's going to happen. I let ONE doggy come to that bowl....

"I think Virginia is the perfect kind of East Coast; it’s just redneck enough."
--Lisa Overton

"At the Rex. Doesn’t live up to the name. Nice but perhaps better called The Pleb."
--Chris Patz

“I'd blog about the experience [Heppner and Voigt singing in Tristan], but first there are fires in Sydney and Jakarta that must be put out from New York. Who knew I could spew cold, flame-stifling venom across so many time zones?”
--Jonathan Funke

Alexa Hampton: I am never calling you again. Instead, I will be solipsistically thinking of myself.
Charlie: As opposed to solipsistically thinking of others?

Charlie: It sounds like your house--like mine--is one of the outposts where political correctness came to die.
Barbara Mouk: Well, no. It went screaming out the front door.

Charlie: Note to self: If feeling blue or low self-esteemy, go to Safeway at 10:16 PM on a Monday night. Will feel thin, literate, and legal.

And for the really tough days...

“Whom best I love I cross; to make my gift/the more delay’d, delighted.”
--Jupiter, Cymbeline, Act V