January 2008
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Do you want to look in my closet?
This essay represents the 12th post of The Angry Czeck Century Series, a thought-provoking collection of penetrating harangues of rancor leading to the Angry Czeck’s 100th Post. You are currently reading Post 99. I’m not a big fashion guy, and I always feel like The Angry Dork when I’m checking out the REDUCED rack at the Banana Republic. Perhaps if my body was proportioned in the classic...
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Breaking the Bank of Southland
This essay represents the eleventh post of The Angry Czeck Century Series, a thought-provoking collection of penetrating harangues of rancor leading to the Angry Czeck’s 100th Post. You are currently reading Post 98. Back when my brother was rich, he financed a vacation to Colorado through withdrawals made at the Bank of Southland. In those salad days, Southland Greyhound Park was not the...
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Vote you ignorant fucks
This essay represents the tenth post of The Angry Czeck Century Series, a thought-provoking collection of penetrating harangues of rancor leading to the Angry Czeck’s 100th Post. You are currently reading Post 97. Several years ago, while attending a comic book convention in Chicago, the Angry Czeck found himself having dinner with several conventioneers. Without taking an official poll, it was...
So
This essay represents the ninth post of The Angry Czeck Century Series, a thought-provoking collection of penetrating harangues of rancor leading to the Angry Czeck’s 100th Post. You are currently reading Post 96. Is there no greater argument than “So?” Elegant in its simplicity, bitingly ruthless in its application, “so” is the argument A-bomb. It amputates all debate like a monosyllabic swish...