When i die i would rather be remembered for my accomplishments not my personality” - Kenneth waters Jr
It means “to intimidate”.
I will now try to nonchalantly work it into my sentences all the time.
Not that the characters were native New Yorkers, mind you, other than Tracy (who was born in Yankee Stadium and attended middle school at an Exxon station in the Bronx). The rest had moved to Manhattan from somewhere else: Pennsylvania, Florida, Massachusetts, Georgia. They were ambitious nuts who lived for their jobs, injecting the office comedy mold with both workaholism and a recurrent anxiety about what that might mean. (“I wish I’d worked more,” confessed Jack on his near-deathbed. Later, during a time-travel sequence, Future Jack told Jack he needed Liz to distract him from his own ambition.) While many shows have been set in a bland facsimile of “New York,” “30 Rock” was obsessive about the actual city, referring to events large and small, including several elections, the financial crisis, and that weird maple-syrup smell that floated over Manhattan. It wasn’t sentimental, either, or unafraid to make a sick joke, like the moment a subway speaker announced, “This train is going express for nooo reason. Next stop: One Millionth Street and Central Park Jogger Memorial Highway.
“‘30 Rock’: I Love This Dirty Sitcom” by Emily Nussbaum over at The New Yorker Culture Desk.
We can just go ahead and agree that Emily Nussbaum rocks, right?(via nprfreshair)
Teenage Girl Blossoming Into Beautiful Object: Full Story
“Ashley has really developed into quite a striking assemblage of physical attributes that are found to be sexually attractive in our culture,” said Parker’s uncle Keith Hayes, expressing astonishment at how his niece had steadily matured from a precocious youth into a shapely, ravishing thing devoid of intellect and personality. “It’s hard to believe that she used to be that little girl [capable of subjective experiences] that I remember. Now look at her—she’s such a lovely vessel for displaced sexual frustration and voyeuristic lust, just like her mother.”“Seems like just yesterday she was this creative 7-year-old kid, pretending her Barbie was the first woman president,” Hayes added. “My, they grow into little more than consumer goods so quickly.”
Marveling at the rite of passage that all females make from girlhood into entirely disempowered objecthood, Hayes expressed confidence that the 17-year-old would one day become a highly prized physical possession for “one lucky guy.”
The Onion’s feeling sassy today
DAMN….. The Onion is on point….