Tyson, I failed you!

Amy Sedaris came into town and I missed out on her talk and book signing.

Look, I tried, okay. I even offer to pay for somebody's ticket ... which is actually free but is in limited supply. I had such high hopes, too, thinking I can get you an autographed cheeseball or something. Instead I couldn't even get you a picture of the event on Google image search. (The accompanying picture is obviously not taken at the event. Though it is no less funny.)

Really, I blame it on this liberal university town. Actually, the talk was held in Cambridge. So really, I blame it on the Harvard kids.

(I apologise for the exclamation marks in back-to-back titles. I think they're appropriate though given the gravity of the events.)

Also, The Crap Shack has become the top search result for "top ten songs of 1987" (quotation marks must be included) without ever including any of the top ten song of the 1987 in any of our posts. The phrase appeared in Dave's comment on the spinner rims post. Thanks Dave for capitulating us to cultural relevance and top of the Google search!