Oh, Great White City!
I've got the adequate committee
Where have your walls gone?
I think about it now
Food: "Lemme polish off this Polish." and foods that are dipped into other foods
Culture: Nintendo
Music:
I was the Walrus
But now I'm John
Well, you don't know what
We can find
Why don't ya come with me, little girl
On a magic carpet ride
I was born secular
And inconsolable
Only kiss me if the light is right
Otherwise we'll wait a while
Movies:
You got 50,000 on Double Dragon?!
Back to the Future skateboard escape
The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly is the good.
Television:
"Beagle-lookin' muthafucka!"
"I was in a movie with Michael Douglas and I got eaten by a lion."
"Some lions have all the luck."
"Are you familiar with the term 'delusions of grandeur'?"
"I believe I coined that term."
"You used Ghostbusters for evil!"
"Americans like a lot of cheese oozing out of their meat sandwich!"
Where have you gone, Tony Soprano?
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you.
Books:
Don't you know that God is Pooh Bear?
I believe it was the tiger-philosopher Hobbes who described human life as "solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short." Religion allows us to ignore all that by praying. [...] Otherwise, we're just chanting our deepest desires into a silent, indifferent void. How depressing would that be?
I'm God's lonely man.
I don't have it with me but I keep a good attitude.
All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the way Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother. I suppose she must have looked rather delightful, for Mrs. Darling put her hand to her heart and cried, "Oh, why can't you remain like this for ever!" This was all that passed between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she must grow up. You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.
Of course they lived at 14 [their house number on their street], and until Wendy came her mother was the chief one. She was a lovely lady, with a romantic mind and such a sweet mocking mouth. Her romantic mind was like the tiny boxes, one within the other, that come from the puzzling East, however many you discover there is always one more; and her sweet mocking mouth had one kiss on it that Wendy could never get, though there it was, perfectly conspicuous in the right-hand corner.
The haplessness of your lack of control in the world (the random reality of chance simply outfoxes you) lost its flashy charm when you and the others from Wheaton—Dan Redford, Aaron Lowe, Betty Walsh—found a new day intact and you managed to relive your way to the car, short a sock and plus one Rolling Rock. True.
Dan's same car took downtown four with nothing left to do but ignore the Lost Generation and laugh at the tourists or visitors looking upwards and listening to their guide.
"This here is an office building. If you worked in an office in Chicago, you would be in that building from nine until five unless your job had different hours than that. Huh," Dan saying what he was saying.
