The secret life of Jon Favreau, the President’s wordsmith wunderkind. 9:05 a.m. — Breakfast at the White House. WAITER: More coffee? JON: Thank you, thank you very much. I dine here today, humbled by the task before us, grateful for the breakfast you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by the White House kitchen
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It’s never too late to believe in hope. It was a little late for me on Tuesday 13th. I had attempted to kill myself with my tie by suspending a noose from the bathroom light. Hope had arrived fashionably late to the party. It was a mistake to believe that a Bart Simpson tie had
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Presenting: The Defenestrati, a crowd-created Defenestration comic.
Welcome to the May 2009 issue of Defenestration! I was hoping to write something clever this month, but I’m fresh out of clever. I checked the back of the pantry and everything. Nothing there. So next month is technically summer, and I’m hoping (hoping!) that we can get the first fantasy-themed issue prepared by then.
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Bachelor Bisazza should not spend a penny on fixing his Disturbed Mother with grisly treatments: just one $500 Freedom voucher would clean her up for days. Look how she whips this poor boy of hers up to a level of apathy so bad he is committed. His mother is the first step to happiness in
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