I probably can’t tell you anything much, but I can show you the work of sculptor Ronit Baranja, which I love.



I probably can’t tell you anything much, but I can show you the work of sculptor Ronit Baranja, which I love.



This is my new favorite Xmas album.
REMEMBER: Jews like me wrote all your favorite Xmas songs. #fact
(More holiday cheer awaits in the blog archives!)
Xapppy Xanukah, everyone!
I’m a child of the 1980s, so most of my nostalgic holiday memories are TV-related. 🤷♀️
THANKSGIVING TURKEY GIVEAWAY! (WKRP in Cincinnati) from Tony DeSanto on Vimeo.
(Yeah, I repost this every year, because I love this gag, and because watching this on TV—and rehashing it with my mom and sisters each year—is one of my fondest holiday memories. But it is, in my humble, a damn-near perfect gag. That’s saying something, because I find single-camera laugh-track situation comedies almost entirely unbearable to watch. If you wanna read more of my thoughts on this specific gag and what it can teach writers, you can do so here.)
(I wrote this essay a few years back; every word is both true and factual—which is a harder trick than you’d think.)
You’ll be 15 minutes into that Lesser Family Feast in Michigan when your mother-in-law will turn to you and ask:
“What do Jews do on Thanksgiving?”
You should be prepared for this sort of thing in Michigan. But even though I’m warning you in advance, you still won’t be prepared.…
(excerpt from IN MICHIGAN: A PRIMER, A TRAVELOGUE)
I hope your day is good and sweet. Gobblegobble! 🦃💀
The looks on these Québécois’ faces tell me that they do not have a strong command of the English language.
Strike that: the Mike Pence-looking Midnight Cowboy furthest to the right? I think that mofo 1) speaks serviceable English, 2) selected this song, and 3) told the rest of the dance team that it’s about competitive swimming.
(For reference, here’s the original video; God bless Clarence Carter, he is a national treasure)
… or do Sad Kanye and Resting Xenomorph have the same energy?


(i told you)
Straight talk: this still cracks me the fuck up.

… I mean, a severed Russian head is a pretty dope thrift-shop come-up.
