Eddie Izzard Explains Why England Is A Nation Of Mutts Just continuing the Eddie Izzard: this is the first of fifteen parts, and each is worth it.

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So, we’re staying in this hotel in Solvang, a really nice place with feather beds and polite staff and excellent food. It also has classical music playing the halls, which wouldn’t be that bad, except there’s this one piece that I only know from The Blues Brothers. You know what […]


Leslie Harpold has died, and I only knew about this through a website. I guess that’s appropriate, since I met Leslie through the web. This was back in ’98, with all its unencumbered enthusiasm about the future and how the web was going to be the medium of change. I […]

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