Each Tuesday at 2 PM some member of The Memphis Flyer’s staff poses a trivia question to the weekly magazine’s Twitter followers. The first person to respond correctly is awarded a prize. The prize is usually $40 in credit at The Flying Saucer and four Malco movie passes. Sometimes it’s not as great, like a free t-shirt, and sometimes it’s way better, like Bonnaroo tickets. I play every week, and I have never won. And honestly it pisses me right … →
Just so we’re clear, Stevie was wearing plaid cargo shorts for much of last night’s episode. This was hardly the main highlight from The Bachelorette, week three, but it certainly captivated my attention for the middle part of the episode. It was a toss up between that and his impromptu dance performance for Emily’s ‘friends’ (read: hired suburban moms). It’s shocking that she didn’t want her babby dady to be a Party MC. Still, after some serious country-music cameos and … →
It has been a little bit since my last movie review but I have come bearing the gift of a great suggestion! First we’ll start with the rankings (which I’m still hammering out the format for), then I’ll go into more depth about what I loved about Bernie. Overall: 8/10 Acting: 8.5/10 Directing: 8/10 Originality: 9/10 Plot: 8/10 Recommendability: 9/10 Style: 8/10 Writing: 8.5/10
I’ve always been a movie nerd. From the time I could walk, I got a picture of myself and jammed it into the VCR to try to watch myself on TV. (Guess I’ve also always been kind of egotistical too…) So as I grew up and watched old movies with my parents on TV, rented entire genres at a time from local Mom & Pop video rental stores (R.I.P… gone, but not forgotten), and frequented the $1.50 discount movie theater … →
After Boys II Mensa aired in the fall of 1993, Boy Meets World took a week off before airing this week’s episode. Just like it did then, I had to take a break from writing Feeny Fridays during law school finals and journal write-on. Every time I sat down to write Feeny Friday, I just imagined Feeny standing there, glaring at me, not even having to speak any words and yet conveying to me a sense of disappointment in my … →
Welcome to Part Ten! I think you all know the drill by know so we’ll just get to it. This also might be my last week to do these but if you want me to keep going leave me a comment and let me know!
From about the 7th grade (2000) until earlier this year, I had my hair cut by the same lady who “does” my mother’s hair. What follows is not a knock against her by any means. She did a great job every single time for over 10 years. In addition to styling my mother’s she also styles my aunt’s hair and several family friends. Not only does she style the women’s hair but most of our family friends’ husbands or sons … →
Welcome to The Wise Guise interview with Nashville, TN duo, Elenowen! I’m thrilled that they were gracious enough to join us and can’t encourage you enough to purchase their new self-titled EP and if you’re in Nashville join them for their album release show at Third & Lindsley on Saturday night at 9pm! Part two of the interview will come in a couple weeks before their show at Minglewood Hall in Memphis, TN.
This is the most authentic season of The Bachelorette in history, guys! The first date was baking cookies in Emily’s “real” house, and taking the suitor to Ricky’s “real” soccer practice. (Kid doesn’t look like much of an athlete to me). She didn’t wear a custom made prom dress until about an hour and fifteen minutes in, and they didn’t even get on a plane until later in the show. And they got in a private plane to go to … →
What is the Great American Novel? This is one of my favorite questions to ask people to get a quick read on their personality, approach towards pop culture, literature, and feelings on America. Based on how informed/passionate/apathetic someone is, asking someone about politics doesn’t always give you a true answer about what they truly think about America, at least as far as its strengths, weaknesses, history, culture, and themes go. No big deal – just some light dinner topics.
