Open Letter To Brian Williams
Hey, Brian Williams! We love you! You do a great job reading the news. We think you are adorable with your indie music show. We think it's great that you warm up for broadcast by listening to Jay-Z. We even thought you were hysterical on Saturday Night Live. But, how can we put this politely? We know it's a weird thing to tell someone who comes into the (elderly portion of the) nation's living room every evening, but you are starting to feel a little over-exposed. You don't have to say yes to everything. You're Brian Williams, for God's sake. Make us want it. Also? What the fuck are you eating in that shot? Lincoln Logs?
Love,
The Awl
Rutt's Hut!
Now I know what they mean in Jersey when someone fingers you.
pop that collar!
I do not like him at all. This occurred when I watched his righteous indignation special down in NoLa. Sorry.
Is Brian at Max's? The Windmill? I cannot tell having not step foot in either establishment since I was 17.
That's an awful lot of words to tell us you hate New Jersey.