Saturday, July 28, 2007


I am sitting up in the roasting loft to escape noxious fumes from a flea bomb downstairs (though I am pretty sure I am being poisoned too, just more slowly than the fleas). Why we have fleas when Fat Kitchen lives only outside? Who knows! Disgusting!

Sitting up here, I find that, as usual these days, I have a Flight of the Conchords song stuck in my head. If you haven't yet watched this new show or tivoed it (sunday nights, HBO), you must check it out. I am not one to blog about a TV show, but this one really is funny. Two Kiwis, Jemaine and Bret, moved to NYC to play and cut an album, though really they only sing to themselves in their apt. Here are two sketches to check out:

Ben, by the way, is *obsessed* with this show.

1 comment:

Beret said...

are you serious?