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Thursday, Feb. 4, 2010
I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So listen, for those of you’s wondering if I’m feeling any better than I did last week when I was bitching and moaning about being under the weather, the answer is fock if I know. What I do know is that the amount of snot expectorating out of my head lately would be enough to feed a small fourthworld...
Art for Art's Sake
Wednesday, Jan. 20, 2010
I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So listen, during troubled economic times such as right here, right now, I know there’s a boatload of American citizens who desperately need whatever assistance our beleaguered states and federal US-focking-A government can pony up. (Tea partiers, be damned. How ’bout you go spend a couple, three years down...
Art for Art's Sake
Wednesday, Jan. 13, 2010
I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So listen, you remember just the other week right here on this page, my forecast for the year 2010: “Will suck…”? Yeah yeah, I thought you would. And jeez louise I tell you, even though it’s still early, based on personal evidence I’d have to say I’m batting 1,010% with...
Art for Art's Sake
Wednesday, Dec. 16, 2009
I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So listen, I choose not to belabor the craft of a finely honed essay for you’s this week ’cause I’m guessing you’re just too damn busy to read anything important I got to tell you this time of year aren’t you, what with your holiday this and your holiday that...
Art for Art's Sake
Wednesday, Dec. 9, 2009
I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So listen, I got one big honking quandary on my hands these days, I kid you not. As the people’s perennial political candidate for whatever office needs filling, I don’t know if I ought to throw up my hat into the ring for Badgerland governor, mayor of Beertown, or maybe county executive and/or sheriff. All of these gravy trains...
Art for Art's Sake
Wednesday, Dec. 2, 2009
I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So what the fock, Tiger Woods is in the company of a New York City nightclub hostess, some knob from the peanut gallery shouts, “In the hole!” Mr. Woods, clutch linksman that he is, complies; so then later the Mrs. Woods grabs the post...
Art for Art's Sake
Monday, Nov. 23, 2009
I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? Listen, no essay this week from me for your freeloading Thanksgiving-holiday needs, no sir. I don’t have time to self-importantly gasbag some kind of treacly tripe about what we all have to be thankful for, what the fock...
Art for Art's Sake
Wednesday, Nov. 18, 2009
I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh man manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So here we go, a reoccurring dream, that it’s a Tuesday morning and I’m feeling like I got hit by a train sometime during the night, which causes me to believe that I may not have enough smoke up my ass to blow out a fully...
Art for Art's Sake
Wednesday, Nov. 11, 2009
I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? And what a chock-packed full-jammed issue this week, what with the “best this” and “best that,” I tell you. And I’d just like to say to any of you’s out there who actually had the cotton-focking...
Art for Art's Sake
Wednesday, Oct. 28, 2009
I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world,ain’a? So listen, hard to believe Hallo-focking-ween has come back up, up like a tainted fish fry from St. Sal Monella’s—fare fit for a firstclass ride on the porcelain bus...