December 09, 2003


Quick! Get to Lileks before his not-to-be-archived piece on tormented hamburger ghouls vanishes. For the love of God, stop making me vomit music!

(By the way, that table is where Lileks and I solved every known human problem during a several-hour UN-like bilateral discussion. So now you know, Smithsonian table-purchasing people.)

Posted by Tim Blair at December 9, 2003 02:52 AM

The table would have to be donated. Maybe it will be as big a draw as the Hope Diamond!

Posted by: Donnah at December 9, 2003 at 03:08 AM

I may go to "Micky D's" for the first time in decades to get one of these! I have been looking for some porcelain item to dress up the bottom of my toilet bowl....and it sings too!

Posted by: Wallace at December 9, 2003 at 03:12 AM

He's got the quote wrong, though... I hear the little head sing "When we ghosts come out to socialize."

Posted by: hockalees at December 9, 2003 at 03:51 AM

you know, when i saw that pic this morning, i did think "is that the slab of granite where the fabled blair table-dance occured?"

and low and behold...

Posted by: Mr. Bingley at December 9, 2003 at 04:09 AM

"When we ghosts come out to socialize." Well, that would almost make sense, unlike Lileks's version.

That middle picture, with a blurry Gnat in the background, looks like a still from a '70s horror movie called, say, Pygmalion's Daughter, about a sweet little girl who has the power to bring statuary to life with her mind. Kinda like Firestarter.

Posted by: Angie Schultz at December 9, 2003 at 08:14 AM

broadcaster voice eh tim? you're lucky he didnt say you had a good head for radio!

Posted by: roscoe at December 9, 2003 at 11:36 AM