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My Fair Lazy: One Reality Television Addict's Attempt to Discover If Not Being A Dumb Ass Is the New Black, or, a Culture-Up Manifesto
It's a JENaissance! The New York Times bestselling author of Pretty in Plaid gets her culture on.
Readers have followed Jen Lancaster through job loss, sucky city living, weight loss attempts, and 1980s nostalgia. Now Jen chronicles her efforts to achieve cultural enlightenment, with some hilarious missteps and genuine moments of inspiration along the way. And she does so by any means necessary: reading canonical literature, viewing classic films, attending the opera, researching artisan cheeses, and even enrolling in etiquette classes to improve her social graces.
In Jen's corner is a crack team of experts, including Page Six socialites, gourmet chefs, an opera aficionado, and a master sommelier. She may discover that well-regarded, high-priced stinky cheese tastes exactly as bad as it smells, and that her love for Kraft American Singles is forever. But one thing's for certain: Eliza Doolittle's got nothing on Jen Lancaster-and failure is an option.
Jen Lancaster and Dave Barry: Author One-on-One
The New York Times has pronounced Dave Barry "the funniest man in America." But of course that could have been on a slow news day when there wasn't much else fit to print. True, his bestselling collections of columns are legendary, but it is his wholly original books that reveal him as an American icon, like I'll Mature When I'm Dead. He wrote for Humor Hotel and Jen Lancaster eventually took over his nationally syndicated humor column.
Read on to see Dave Barry's questions for Jen Lancaster, or turn the tables to see what he asked her.
Dave: Which has a higher IQ: gravel or the cast of Jersey Shore?
Jen: On the surface, gravel clearly seems to have the edge. Gravel’s managed to exist for thousands of years without ever once having started a bar fight when someone looked at its Ed Hardy T-shirt funny. However, after the episode where Pauly D. went swimming and emerged from under the water with every hair still firmly in place, I’m forced to declare Jersey Shore the winner. The kind of civil/chemical engineering it takes to hold that ’do in place is nothing short of genius.
Dave: What can we, as a nation, do about the Kardashians?
Jen: One word: caning.
Dave: Do you ever watch Dog the Bounty Hunter? If so, do you agree that he would be a really fun United States senator?
Jen: I love Dog and believe he’d be a fantastic senator. He’s clever, he’s efficient, he’s no-nonsense, and he’s not afraid to knock a few heads together if needed. He’s exactly what this country needs. Plus, I’d like Mr. Dog to Go to Washington if for no reason other than to see his wife dressed up like Jackie O while on the campaign trail. (The caveat is I’m from Illinois and most of our living governors are felons, so it’s possible my standards aren’t terribly high.)
Dave: How come women are so good at appearing to not be thinking about sex?
Jen: Because we’re the ones in charge of doling it out, so there’s no guesswork involved on our part. Ergo, we can think about more important stuff. Like handbags.
Dave: Like many men, I have four kinds of shoes: 1) black shoes, 2) brown shoes, 3) sneakers 4) backup sneakers. Do I need more? What should they be?
Jen: I reject the premise of this question because whereas most men own four pair of shoes, they own nine different kinds of hammers. Framing? Claw? Tack? Ball-peen? Any woman worth her salt knows that almost all household repairs can be accomplished with one of two tools—a butter knife or the heel of a loafer.
Dave: Do you think ketchup has to be kept in the refrigerator? Why?
Jen: Yes, but less for food safety concerns and more because we don’t want to damage the self-esteem of the other condiments. (Mayonnaise can be so self-conscious.)
Dave: Are cats malicious, or actually the spawn of Satan?
Jen: Um, cats are wonderful and loving little creatures who live to make us happy, and they only barf in our shoes and scratch the bejesus out of our new ottomans and trip us at the top of the stairs to demonstrate exactly how special we are to them. They are in no way, shape, or form evil, meaning they would never trap me and both of my dogs in my office, causing me to send out cryptic interview answers hoping desperately the reader will properly interpret them and SEND HELP.
(Photo of Dave Barry © Raul Ribiera/Miami Herald)
(Photo of Jen Lancaster © Jeremy Lawson)
Making my way round the north side of the loch towards the base of the Triple Buttress. So, the Lancaster! The Lancaster is of course best known for its role in bombing Nazi Germany during the Second World War. Most of those that survived were scrapped at the end of the war, but those in best shape continued in service for some years with the RAF. Amongst these was Lancaster #TX264, a GR3 variant of the Lancaster, which means it had been converted to a Maritime Reconnaissance role. It was based with 120 Squadron, stationed at Kinloss in north-east Scotland. TX264 and its eight man crew took-off just after 18:00 hours on the evening of 13 March 1951 from RAF Kinloss on the shores of the Moray Firth, on a navigation exercise, or Navex, which was intended to take the aircraft out to Rockall and then up to the Faroe Isles before returning to Kinloss.
Today we visited Bletchley Park, Milton Keynes. It's a truly amazing place and one that was a secret to everyone for a number of years. During World War II, over 8,500 people worked there and helped to decode the encypted communications being sent, using the famous Enigma machine(s). Above is a picture of one of the three planes that makes up the infamous Battle of Britain flypast. Today it was the Lanacaster Bomber flying by itself, which meant the pilot was able to turn and fly over the park 3/4 times. Unfortunately this shot is not as close as I would've like to have gotten but it's as close as I could get. My bigger lens is broken (25-135mm) and currently being fixed, so this shot was taken with my 25-80mm lens.