rivercityvibe   “Puerile, smutty, schoolboy nonsense” – My Mom

We’ve been going a year (more, actually) and we have published some seriously funny shit. We need a recap for new readers. Here it is.

My personal favorite so far was the Where the Wild Things are vs. Wild Things post, but people tell me all the time  “it’s shit”. I disagree. If I may quote Harry Smith, who taught me English Literature (and why I should love it):“It may not have you rolling in the aisles, but if it does not have you chuckling quietly to yourselves…. there’s something wrong with your sense of humor…!”

Harry was (as no doubt you’ve guessed), referring to Thomas Middleton’s 1613 crowd-pleaser, A Chaste Maid in Cheapside, but the sentiment applies here. Random celebrity tongue follows:

by my reckoning, these are the most popular posts so far on rivercityvibe.com

Thanksgiving 2007

Wildlife Notes for Foreign Readers

Rush Limbaugh: A Man of Appetites

An Introduction to Schadenfreude

America’s Next Top Model (numerous entries)

“Charles. Get out the rifle. We’re being fucked.”

There is a school of thought that the tale of the German Base Jumper should be here, but I have run out of time. Use the search function.

Thanks as always to the rivercityvibe faithful.… You’ve been real….

As we slide into the holiday period, it is time to thank the rivercityvibe faithful and share, as a sort of gift, something pretty special. That ‘something’ is Goldfrapp, whose lead singer is reputed to be one of the biggest bitches in the industry, but whose lyrics to one of their most popular songs sum up my feelings about rivercityvibe readers: You’re my Number 1.*

Walk out into velvet
Nothing more to say
You’re my favourite moment
You’re my Saturday

Cos you’re my Number 1
I’m like a dog to get you
I want it up and on
I’m like a dog to get you

Sunset only seconds
Just ripe then it’s gone
Got no new intentions
Just right then it’s gone

Cos you’re my Number 1
I’m like a dog to get you
I want it up and on
I’m like a dog to get you

I’ll be there to meet you
Getting down to greet you
Howl under the moon

* Not meant in the same sense as you would mean it when asking a child “Do you need a number one or a number two?” when they start squirming……..