Sunday, March 02, 2008

Meme!

OK, I've been avoiding this for a week, but The Disgruntled Chemist tagged me with a meme that's more like homework than any one I've done before. Seriously, I've answered 50+ question memes that took less time than this.

The Rules:
1. Link to the person who tagged you.
2. List 7 random/weird things about your favorite historical figure.
3. Tag seven more people at the end of your blog and link to theirs.
4. Let the person know they have been tagged by leaving a note on their blog.

First, I had to decide who my favorite historical figure was, because I've never though about it in that way before. To answer this question, I went to my bookshelf. A-ha! That was easier than I thought. Leonardo di ser Piero da Vinci it is. Now I'm annoyed I didn't come up with that immediately.

Now, the hard part. What do I know about him right off the bat, before I have to cheat and do some internet research? It's been a while since since I've read any of my tomes about him and his work. So, here's how this went. First, I sketched out what I remembered without help. Then I went to the DaVinci wiki for images and links. Then, I bounced around the wiki some more for further information that I didn't remember, or didn't even know. Those instances are pointed out where appropriate.

1) As famous as he his for his paintings, very few actually survive; it's in the mid-teens. He frequently used substandard materials that just didn't stand the test of time. The main reason for this was his obsessive need to experiment. Check out the list; it's amazing how little we have from him that was 100% his and we know this with 100% certainty.

2) Legend has it that the first master he apprenticed under, Verrocchio, never painted again after they collaborated on The Baptism of Christ and Leonardo's work far outclassed the master's. Most likely exaggeration. (wiki update: it is thought that perhaps Boticelli worked on this painting too.)

3) He was considered a very good looking man, likely the model for Verrocchio's David. His sexuality has been much speculated about, and he was even tried for (and acquitted of) sodomy with three other young artists of the time. The consensus is that he was gay, because so few women figure prominently in the thin historical record of his life. Or, was he more of a libertine, an equal opportunity lech? Who knows?

4) I don't know if this is "random" or "weird," but when you think about it, has anyone had his work more parodied than DaVinci? Between the Last Supper, the Mona Lisa, and the Vitruvian Man, the number of parodies/homages has to number in the thousands. The only other one that comes close is the Creation of Adam portion of the Sistine Chapel ceiling, by Michelangelo.

5) As good as his paintings were, his sketchbooks and journals show the true nature of his genius. Thousands of pages of, well, everything. His study of the flow of water led to advancements in knowledge of bridge building and erosion. He described "planetshine" (though with some erroneous assumptions) well before its existence was proven (wiki update: 100 years later, by Kepler). His theories to explain why fossils could be found in mountains came 100s of years before plate tectonics were but a gleam in science's eyes. And that's just in the Codex Leicester! Half a percent of his estimated page output! Anatomy, biology, flight, bridges, botany, engineering, 100s of inventions... just fucking everything. OK, now I'm depressed.

6) Yes, he did write in mirror script, as portrayed in The DaVinci Code. There is no "accepted" explanation for this. Was it an attempt at code? Or, as a lefty, did he find it easier to write from right to left? The code one really is the least likely. Come on, how difficult would that be for someone to figure out? That's a pretty fascinating link, actually. Check it out.

7) Bridge ideas that he sketched 500 years ago are quite viable. In the planning stages is a 720-foot bridge that will span the Golden Horn. He designed it in 1502, for Sultan Bayezid II. The plan was announced in 2006. I am so going to Turkey when that puppy opens. Here's a smaller replica of the same bridge, built as a footbridge in Norway. (wiki update: this whole item. I was tapped out after 6.)

OK, Chemist, you owe me three hours of my life back. I'll tag Bill, Mike (though he's somehow neglected to put me on his blogroll), Melissa, Fridge, litbrit, Mr. Furious (though he's somehow neglected to put me on his blogroll), and that's pretty much all I've got that Chemist didn't already cover.

Aside - here are the works I've seen in person:













Movie Review


Failing author, once famous but now can't even get published. Talented wife, who has to write and submit articles on the sly, so as to not upset his massive but fragile ego? Two sons, bouncing back and forth emotionally between the two "adults" even when everyone was in the same household, and then throw in the physical back-and-forth after the inevitable separation.

Ahhh, who to hate more?

The father, played by Jeff Daniels (ostensibly playing a future version of his Flap Horton character in Terms of Endearment)?

The older son, who strives to be an arrogant, miserable prick just like his dad?

The younger son, with his... well, I'll leave the joy of that discovery to you?

The mother (Laura Linney), who takes passive-aggressive to new heights? Not that she wasn't 100% justified in a few of her larger actions, but still.

So, are you sold yet?

OK, this is actually a worthwhile watch, though rather short and with a questionably abrupt ending. The actors were all excellent. Linney and Daniels are solid as usual, and the two kids were fantastic. It was the first major role for the younger one, Owen Kline, the son of Kevin Kine and Phobe Cates. Jesse Eisenberg's been working for a while, but I hadn't seen any of his movies. Well played.

Some excellent literary-nerd dialogue, a couple bone-chillingly awkward moments, a few belly laughs, a few cringes, some swearing at the television screen. Almost an aerobic workout.

3 stars.

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Movie Review


A chance encounter at a busy cafe leads to unlikely romance between the stiffest man on the planet (an accountant working for the Chancellor of the Exchequer), and a rather reserved, demure younger woman.

On a lark, he asks her to accompany him to the G8 Summit. That's where all hell breaks loose. Well, as loose as hell can break in a very reserved, British manner, of course.

A wonderfully touching movie. At turns hilarious (if for nothing else than the awkward dynamic between the protagonists), depressing, infuriating.

Bill Nighy (Constant Gardner, the Pirates trilogy, Hot Fuzz, Sean of the Dead, many more) plays his role perfectly. You feel for him even as you're aggravated by him. Kelly Macdonald (Gosford Park, Finding Neverland, No Country for Old Men), is fantastic. I don't want to spoil anything, but there are reasons for her alternately reserved yet combative nature. She just nails it. Great role, great performance.

4 stars.

No, we're not done here...

Let's play compare and contrast!



On your left, the results of Tuesday's storm. We got 6 more inches Wednesday, 8 more last night. Thus, we have the picture on the right. And it's supposed to snow some more.

I am not remotely qualified...

So... Mike Doughty's new album, Golden Delicious, came out 10 days ago (2/19). Eager with anticipation, I stopped at Best Buy right after work. Their new releases are usually $9.99 loss-leaders, and I have some Rewards coupons. I figured I'd walk out of there with a $4.99 album. They didn't have it. In fact, they didn't have his first album either. Not even a Doughty section in the Ds. WTF?!?! Walk over to the S area, and sure enough all the Soul Coughing stuff is there. Fuck me.

Drive home, all pissed off.

See if I can find a torrent. 1 seed, not working well at all. Nothin' doin'. Go to Amazon, order the fucking thing. Wednesday, I wake up to an e-mail that my purchase has been shipped. Awesome. Sometimes, when you select free shipping on Amazon, they throttle your order at the warehouse. But once it hits the mail, you're golden.

Stupid me, being optimistic. Friday rolls around, still nothing in the mail. Fuck that noise. Back to the torrents. A few more seeds available by now, and by 10pm, I had it.

Seven days, 20+ listens, and I'm still working on a review. I just can't express my love for this album in words with which I am happy.

Up with a mediocre review, I shall not put!

So, you'll just have to wait. Meanwhile, go buy this album.

Side note: The CD came Tuesday. One week in the mail. Of course, as I was sitting in my 2.5 hour commute that day, I realized that I had picked up his first album, Haughty Melodic, at Barnes & Noble, where they're much more likely to carry more esoteric stuff. AAARRRGGHHH, why didn't I fucking think of that a week ago?!?!?!? I am a big stupid.

Friday, February 29, 2008

Drink time!

This is what Erica's students made for her, for the weekend.



A marteeny and a bunny. What else does one need?

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Great "banned" commercials

For some reason, this didn't make the cut for the Super Bowl.



OK, TJ pointed this out in comments. I didn't browse the "related videos" section last night, I was just kind of goofing off before going to bed.

This one is even better.

Flash games

(OK, I'm sick of that stupid Whip sound, so this is gone.)

Go to gimme5games.com for many more.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

3, 2, Yeahahayyahah!

Watch this all the way through...

Good morning!

2.5 hour commute last night, and just didn't feel like snowblowing, especially because they hadn't plowed yet. I wasn't going to spend all that time cleaning up, just to have to go out again to clean up the 4-foot plow ridge.

So.... up-'n-at-'em bright and early this morning.
















Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Today in unfortunate juxtapositions



This one from CNN.com is morbidly amusing.

That would just be my fucking luck, too. Wake up in a hospital bed, "Oh man, this is embarrassing."

Monday, February 25, 2008

While the rich get richer...

Tax code changes will make 2007 the last year for:

• The tuition and fees deduction. Bummer if you have a kid in college or are doing continuing education for a better degree.
• But the teachers get screwed too. This is the last year for the educator expense deduction, which lets schoolteachers to write off up to $250 in out-of-pocket classroom expenses.
• And this is the last year to claim breaks on home energy improvement purchases. This means more energy efficient windows, water heaters, etc.

It gets more and more obscene.

h/t Quixote.

Jimmy answers Sarah

Now that's some star power.




I really hope this "feud" continues.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Oscars!

Yes, folks, it's time for awards for movies and performances I've never seen!
(Note: post-event edits are in blue. I was going pretty much unedited - except for typos - during the show.)

Toast is under the weather, so he won't be handling this awards show. I'm not sure how "active" this live-blog attempt will be, because I'm stuck in the basement while Erica uses her laptop for school and work-related purposes. But I'll give it my best shot.

7:00 - 8:00 - FSM, I hate Barbara Walters. Mr. Ford, banging the younger actress isn't enough? You have to wear that earring too? That was friggin' stupid-looking. Yes, I wore one too. When I was 20.

8:02 - That's a hot looking babe there, with Mr. Clooney. Apparently, her name is Sarah.

8:08 - OK, I'll say it. I love Regis. He's got the perfect balance of professionalism and not taking himself seriously. And he's fucking funny, when interacting with fellow smart and funny people (for example, he and Letterman just crack my ass up). But still, I have to say this is beneath him. Yes, I know he used to do this years ago, and this was widely touted as REGIS' RETURN TO THE RED CARPET!!!!!!

8:13 - Jennifer Garner, bringin' it. And still fucking Ben Affleck. Strange.

8:15 - I hate actors who don't watch their movies after they're filmed. Fuck, I'd be chomping at the bit to find out how all that effort added up. Now, I'm also ridiculously self-critical, so I can totally see myself cringing at everything I did, but still, I want to see the movie I was part of. This detachment strikes me as very phony.

OMISSION - I guess I was too busy typing to notice, but at every blog I'm following, D D-L's wife's/date's attired is getting slammed, even by Tracy here. Fuck, I missed it.

8:22 - Still haven't seen Juno, but that girl is sure a cutie. And I am an old lech. I LURRRRVVVVV me some Hilary Swank. And to think, she was in KK3. Love those laugh lines (and crow's feet). Stay away from the botox, Hilary. Don't be assimilated into the Borg.

8:30 - 8:42 - Very cool intro. Obviously, the technical side of this has been in the works regardless of the writers' situation. I'm glad it got resolved in time. Kate Blanchett is unFSMly gorgeous. Jon's had some nice lines so far. AWESOME slam on Norbit. Gaydolph Titler is a winner. Overall, weak monologue. Funny, but not in Billy Crystal/Steve Martin territory. Also, no where near as good as the first time Stewart did it.

8:48 - Oh, yeah, Ellen did an AMAZING job. I hope she's still in the rotation. She is by far my favorite female comedian, and definitely in the top 5 overall.

8:50 - Nice retrospective there, but WHY CELINE DION!?!?!?!?!?!?! Also, I'm sure they had a lot of this stuff in the can just in case there were no writers to do stupid teleprompter jokes, but I hope there isn't too much of it. Still, I always get chills at this sappy stuff.

8:53 - Steve Carrell is always funny.

8:54 - Still haven't seen Ratatoullie. Damn job and stuff, not allowing me to plow through 10 movies a month. It's on the queueueueue somewhere.

8:57 - Heigl is a cutie too. But can you really be that nervous reading shit off a screen?

8:58 - Blah blah blah. DAMN, they gave her no time... Must be because of their privilege. Or maybe because no one gives a shit. Conti, you BASTARD!!!

8:59 - OK, I apologize for that last comment. Must be the ouzo talking. And the bitterness.

9:01 - I'm calling it right now. This song should not win any award for anything. Unless it's a Razzie.

9:05 - Good time for commercials. I picked a scab, and now I'm bleeding profusely.

9:07 - Can you smell what the Rock is cooking?

9:11 - Bleeding update. It's right on the bridge of my nose, so I'm just going to let it flow and see if I can freak the wife out. ZOMBIE!!!!!

9:13 - Hey! A real award!! Damn, I am a fucking sap! Retrospectives and cheesy string music always give me goosebumps. And well, Cuba, it's been all downhill from there, hasn't it? You know what? It's OK to say "no." "No, I will not do another stupid family movie. Or gay cruise movie. Or... whatever." OK, great list of actors here. I have seen none of these movies, but it does not really seem like you can lose with these choices. Wow. Hal Holbrook. Great career, with not a shred of stardom. Love those type of actors. OK, crazy killer takes the award. Hey, anything the Coen brothers do is good, so I'm not going to argue.

9:22 - Stewart confirms my worst fears. Without the writers, we'd have montage hell. OK, that was truly funny.

9:25 - Music from the Oscars. Um, pee-break. Also, I have to proof a paper Erica wrote. I'm a master editor.

9:40 - OK, we're back. Wife is done working, so we're together on the couch, and I have her laptop now. Again, I can't comment on the performances themselves, since we've seen none of the movies, but just going on name recognition alone, and pre-Oscar predictions, Tilda Swinton seems to be kind of an upset.

9:45 - From the wife: Jessica Alba just barely passed Hooked on Phonics. I must agree.

9:48 - Go Coens!!!!

9:50 - OK, if they throw an anti-piracy screed into this "process" mini-doc, I'm gonna have to choke a bitch. (Maybe too inside there. I've been thinking I need to re-watch that Wayne Brady skit on Chappelle Show. That was insane.)

9:52 - Fuck you, Haloscan.

9:53 - Hannah!!!!!!! OMG OMG OMG OMG!

9:55 - Erica thinks these are all recycled bridemaids' dresses.

10:01 - Nice baby gag there.

10:03 - Sound editing is one of those things that you only notice when it's bad.

10:07 - Erica wants to grow a beard so she can look like Halle Berry too.

10:10 - Hey! Forest Whitaker is sober! You know why they save the male awards until later? It's the patriarchy. Anyway, another upset, based on the predictions.

10:20 - Erica thinks Colin Ferrell is "skeevy hot."

10:28 - SQUINCHY!!!!! I'd still fuck her.

10:32 - Now it's time for a montage!!!

10:44 - "Versatile and handsome." In the context of this circle-jerk, that's almost a backhanded compliment. (This was about Patrick Dempsey.)

10:45 - OK, how did none of Eddie Vedder's songs from Into the Wild get nominated?

10:51 - I HATE when the first person talks so much that the second person gets shut out. And, all jokes aside, why does the guy always go first? Seriously, in that situation, if I went first, I'd be the most chivalrous fuck on the planet. Thanks, thanks, thanks, here take the microphone.

10:56 - ROCK THE FUCK ON, Jon Stewart. He has earned major sex coupons with the wife tonight. That was possibly the best thing I've ever seen on the Oscars. Fuck you, speech-timers!

11:10 - Big-name wise, other than 3 people, that was a pretty minor death-list. So disappointing, I actually look forward to the tear-jerker portion of the evening. (Bergman, Kerr, Ledger)

OMISSION: Somehow I missed the Best Actress award. I see it went to the French actress in La Vie en Rose. I might have been in the bathroom, or in transition between my computer and the wife's laptop. I guess that was an upset too. Interesting evening.

11:15 - Hey, didja notice that 4 out of 5 original scores were by Italians? I think that says something about how our education system ignores the arts. (The more I think about it, the more I realize how many Italian movie scorers I can name. This country really needs to appreciate artists as much as it does businesspeople and athletes. Sure, someone needs to make a billion dollars with a truly good product. Sure, someone needs to make a great athletic play that we'll talk about for generations. But someone also needs to compose a beautiful piece of music, and paint a beautiful painting, and be famous for it. I'm not saying it isn't done by Americans, but it sure isn't known by Americans.)

11:18 - I hope Tracy woke Toast up for Tom Hanks. Toast luuurrrvvvvsss him some Tom Hanks.

11:30 - OK, this is another big'un. Again, I haven't seen any of them, but look forward to them. Will the upset trend continue? Nope. Daniel Day-Lewis. Certainly a favorite. Didn't I see that hair on some other guy, about 5 years ago? Help me out here, folks. Johnny Depp?

11:45 - We're on DVR-pause delay here. Martin Scorcese has looked exactly the same for 20 years now. COENS! YES YES YES YES YES!!!!!!!!!!!! Those guys are infallible, in my book.

11:48 - OK, Erica's going black (Denzel). I just hope she comes back. "He's just yummy." Duly noted.

11:50 - Awesome. Truly awesome. The Coens are the best we have, if you look at body of work. I love this evening. And no Herbie Hancock in sight. Maybe now I should go and watch these movies. I think in two months I'll do an Oscars-redux post, with retroactive opinions.

254 comments! To put that into perspective, that tops any month I've had so far. Thanks to all the Toasters for joining me.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Terrible

White Supremacist rambles on about his wife cheating on him over 10 days of updating the same blog post.

Murder-suicide follows.

What does this have to do with anything? I don't know. One thing that comes to mind, when I see stuff like this, is that there is so much crazy on public display that law enforcement can do nothing about. What exactly is illegal wiretapping of everyone going to accomplish?

(Yes, I understand the difference between a lone-wolf operation [or someone just snapping] and a conspiracy, which, by definition, would require communication between two or more parties.)

Friday, February 22, 2008

Quote of the year?

Hanging out in the Shakesville Friday Night Virtual Pub, and somehow the conversation got to Smurfs, and Smurf Fetishists and Smurf fanfic.

Someone asked "There is such a thing?"

The reply?

"It's the general rule of the internet. If you can imagine it, there's a site about fucking it."

That's a winner right there.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

It's people!

I'll stick with Nexcare, thanks.
It is applied to the sore by a physician during a brief inpatient procedure. It eventually integrates into the wound, and helps it heal by encouraging other cells to generate more healthy cells.

The practice has been controversial because the basic material for Apligraf is human foreskin from circumcised baby boys.

More GOP follies

Morals!!!

GOP judge arrested for DUI. Wearing a dress. Which, for normal people, who cares? About the dress part, I mean.


GOP anti-porn crusader! With, natch, child porn on his computers. Little League coach, too...

Monday, February 18, 2008

Well, yeah, but who else are you taking?

FJM has tons of fun with the OUTRAGE over the statistical analysis that shows how bad a fielder Jeter is.

Now, I'm a true-blue fan of the Yanks, have been since I was 5 or so. But I can also admit that his numbers, no matter how you slice them, are horrendous.

I still can't think of anyone I'd rather have on my team, at SS.

The better fielders are crap hitters (e.g. Adam Everett, the best SS glove out there, but has no stick), and the better hitters are OK, and not worth what he's worth. Yes, I know, I'm pulling an intangible here.

I'm not getting into numbers right now, I'll save the true geekery until March. Also, it's 10:30 and I'm drunk. I don't have an hour to put together the reasoning to at least soften my admitted bias.

If any Yankee fan wants to disagree with the facts, I'll just offer this, for now. You know that pivot-jump-throw that sends Michael Kay into paroxysms of joy? That's only necessary because Jeter doesn't get to the ball in time in the first place!! Everett would have fielded the ball, set his feet, and made just another ho-hum out. I watch 160+ Yankee games a year, and don't miss Baseball Tonight. I see almost every play. It's fucking undeniable. You know why his fielding average is good? Because errors only get marked when you touch the ball and fail. So, he takes two steps, waves weakly, and the ball is fielded by Gojira or Melky. No error. Also, no range factor.

Seriously, read The Fielding Bible. It'll do you some good.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Let them eat (tainted) beef!

The Dark Wraith has an excellent idea for conservatives.

Seriously, that's awesome. Send out a few pounds to all registered Republicans.

"Here you go! Free market beef, bitchez."

Successories




I love the parodies. Thanks to Tracy for these.

Caps Lock is the winner here. With Epic Fail a close second. Vagina is a classic, but I've seen it a million times.

Science!



For more information...

Saturday, February 16, 2008

So, after we reclaim our nation from the rethuglicans...

...can we then work on purging the fucking cops?

I sure hope so.

The rate at which people are being Tasered (and die from it) is on a steady climb (freakin' 5 people died in January alone). Here are some videos for your viewing displeasure.

There's no doubt in my mind (though I'm not sure how to go about proving the correlation) that a lawless administration has only exacerbated the problem with a police force that has always been a largely corrupt element of society.

Where is the outrage? Are people still too busy with the TERRA TERRA TERRA calls from Preznit Fucknuts. I don't think so. Maybe 25% of the population is still stupid enough to give a shit about what comes out of that asshole's mouth any more. What's wrong with the rest of us?


UPDATE: more from the Dark Wraith. Now we throw paraplegics out of their wheelchairs and onto the floor. You know, just because.

Why yes, I am happy to see you

Toast gets an excellent V-Day present.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Crash. Boom. Bang.

Depression, anyone?

h/t Atrios.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Roger

So, has Roger Clemens received any back-room assurances that he'll get the Scooter Libby treatment?

Sure is possible, considering how divided along party lines the hearings were on Wednesday. Republicans attacked McNamee (and slurped Clemens) across the board. Could that be because Clemens is from Texas. Perhaps?

Those hearings were great comedy. I had ESPN radio on, so I could listen to Mike & Mike, Colin Cowherd, and Mike Tirico play just the most important soundbites, and I had the hearings themselves on TV, muted, just to check out body language. Oh, yeah, I was working from home because I had a doctor appointment, and we had that huge snow/ice/rain/sleet clusterfucktastrophe. There was no way I was spending two hours in a car heading to work, and two hours heading back. I put in a full work day here, even counting the time running errands.

Fun facts!

TJ passed along this fascinating account of John McCain's philandering.

Meme!

Toast has another one, that Bill actually had up a few weeks ago, but I forgot to propagate.

1. Grab the nearest book (that is at least 123 pages long).
2. Open to p. 123.
3. Go down to the 5th sentence.
4. Type in the following 3 sentences.
5. Tag five people.

At work:
¡Fantástico! Me gustaría tomarme un minuto para contarle sobre la Promoción Póquer de Productos. (Explique la promoción). ¿Le gustaría agregar algún artículo adicional para poder aprovechar la oferta?

From the Spanish version of Business Fundamentals for Salon & Spa Professionals (Teacher's Guide).


At Home:
Weishaupt's "illumination" & Voltaire's "enlightenment": from the Latin "lux" meaning light.
Christianity all in 3s (Trinity, etc.), Buddhism in 4s. Illuminatism in 5s.

From The Illuminatus Trilogy.

Monday, February 11, 2008

I love YouTube

10 worst celebrity interviews

The ethanol scam, and other links

TRex has an excellent post summarizing all the recent developments in ethanol. Tons of links.

Fridge finds the perfect name for the Manning-to-Tyree play last weekend.

KSK has some fake cheerleader bios. Rips Tiki a new one. And leads us to one of the greatest comment threads of all time. Damn, Patriots fans suck.

St. Louis pitcher Chris Carpenter, with an amazing Yogism. It's a thing of beauty.


"...when - not if - martial law is declared" in America. So, y'all still think you're voting in November?


More Republican sex scandals. But he's not gay though.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

This evening in trainwrecks

Toast liveblogged the Grammy Awards rather entertainingly.

Overall, we disagree on the music/talk ratio of the content. I want to see more performances and less chatter, especially the stupid teleprompter "banter" and bad jokes. Nothing better than live music.

My stand-out moments:

Cranking up the volume on my home theater in anticipation of the Foo doing Pretender, only to have to endure the worst sound mix I think I've ever heard on TV. The only five minutes of the show I actually anticipated, and they fucked it up.

Tina Turner squeezing herself into a silver thing at least 4 sizes too small, and trying to move like she did 20 and 40 years ago.

Aretha Franklin wearing the same yellow tent she wore 2.5 months ago, in this post.


Amy Winehouse. Ho. Lee. Shit. The sad thing is, her excessive abuses have actually robbed her of her talent. No timing, no rhythm, no tone, and she missed her key a lot too. She seemed like she was reading straight off a teleprompter. Awful. Her backup singers can fucking move though. And I must admit I was touched by her utter shock and the celebration with her bandmates upon winning.

Josh Groban and Andrea Boccelli in the battle for who can be most emo of the mediocre opera wanna-bes.

Jerry Lee Lewis, who I love, and whose last album was very good, looking really pissed off that they pulled him away from the buffet. I lost track of chins and jowels. Little Richard can still rock that falsetto. Impressive. I wonder if all the facelifts helped.

will.I.am with the most ridiculously bad rap I've ever heard. Highest of high comedy. I can't wait until that's up on YouTube.

Has an album less people heard of ever won the Album of the Year?

Babes!

Jadi
Samantha
Toast's girl Ariel
Victoria

Saturday, February 09, 2008

Still laughing two days later

A couple days ago, Shakesville's Question of the Day was "What was the best insult you've ever received?"

In comments was this gem:
A friend of of my husband's got this in a student evaluation:
"Professor smarty-pants acts like she knows more than the rest of us just because she has a Ph.D."

I am a nerd


This was a VERY tough quiz.

Found at Toast's place, and he found it at Kona's place.

I missed #1, #5, and #22.

I don't do myspace, I don't upload to YouTube, and I didn't know what OSI was until I looked it up after the quiz.

Not bad.

Friday, February 08, 2008

Why yes, your logo does look like a giant turd...

Um, maybe someone should have vetted this idea further.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

NFL Update

TMQ has a good weekend post about the Belicheat taping issues.

I see where he's coming from about the why government can get involved, it's just that I don't want that to happen. I still think this should remain an internal matter.

Now, maybe the only thing that can get Walsh to talk (while being protected from breaking his NDA with the Pats) is a subpeona, and the threat of jail. But I really don't think it has to go that far.

Just an opinion.

I can only hope, though, that in addition to this wonderfully humiliating loss, the Pats lose more draft picks, more millions in fines, and all credibility in terms of their success in the Oughts.

That would be stupendous.

UPDATE!!!
This brilliant post right here spells out how ridiculous any government involvement in the NFL would be.

Monday, February 04, 2008

Some observations

Only 91 rushing yards for the Giants, 45 for the Pats.

Only one field goal attempt the whole game.

The mighty QB Class of 2004 is 2-0 in Super Bowls. Elway/Kelly/Marino went 2-8, after starting 0-8. I don't know what kind of stats Manning/Rivers/Roethlisberger will accumulate over their careers, but you can't argue with the way they've started. I look forward to revisiting this topic in 10 years.

Emmitt: A loss tonight, and the loss that they went through today...

It's just too easy.

Sunday, February 03, 2008

Oh, Emmitt. Oh, Dreamboat.

OK, that was the best non-Steeler Super Bowl ever.

Overall, the ads were weak. I liked the FedEx carrier pigeons, the e*trade baby, and a couple others.

As enjoyable as it was to see the Cheating Fucking Patriots go down, I realize I have to take the bad with the good. And the bad is, I still have to put up with Shula, Buoniconti, and Mercury Fucking Morris until they're stone cold dead. And I hate that. So I can only hope that they just die and go away soon.

Emmit Smith just told me that the Patriots offense was "debacled." I shit you not. "Their defense did a good job, but their offense was... debacled." No, really, KSK wasn't kidding when they wrote this post and this post. He's speaking again, and I still have no fucking idea what he's talking about. He's a savant of some sort.

And how did I forget: Bill Simmons' next article will be the best ever. I can't wait. I really can't wait.

More linkage

Gay!!!

Freedom!!!

Super Sunday

I got up at 6 am today, to watch Mike & Mike do their first Sunday show. Good times.

I napped in and out of it, because I didn't fall asleep until 3am, but I also DVRed it so I could go back and catch the stuff I missed.

They had on Arlen Specter (R-Assholevania) and Roger Goodell (Commissioner-NFL).

I know, you'll never believe this, but every slimy word the oozed out of Specter's mouth sounded like rehearsed stump-speech grandstanding in an election year. And don't get me started on ANY Republican talking about "integrity."

Gooddell was strong, straightforward, business-like, and most importantly, human. The particular case they investigated was closed, satisfactorily. Remember, while whatever went down was no doubt shady, it was not illegal. No Congress-scum from either party has any business here.

Now, don't get me wrong, I hoping the latest developments regarding the taping before Rams-Pats Super Bowl result in something meatier, some unquestionably strong asterisk on the Pats dynasty. Once again, though, that's the NFL's and the fans' business. Unless, of course, politicians want to come out and claim that they're protecting gamblers' interests when they talk about the integrity of the game. That would be some good theater.

I am not, in any way, absolving the Pats of their cheating ways. People who say "well, it doesn't impact this season because they were stopped after the first game" are complete idiots. This has been going on for years. They had miles of tape. And if you don't know the story of the savant behind the Belichick "genius," you don't have any idea what kind of competitive advantage they had. Ernie Adams still has years worth of illicit tape in his head, no matter what happened to the actual magnetic media.

Anyway, I look forward to further delving into the depths of the Belicheat era. Just not by politicians.

Quick Hits

I've got some work to do before I sit on my ass for the Super Bowl (don't forget to join us on the Virtual Couch!), but here are some interesting things:

An excellent analysis on why newspapers are failing. The indictments fly fast and furious, and they're all well deserved. Especially Wall Street. As news media became consolidated and corporatized, publishers became more interested in meeting this quarter's earnings and growth targets, instead of paying actual reporters and critics. There is nothing in my local paper (at about $150 a year) that I didn't already read online the day before. The only thing I miss is the comics page. I took care of that with a $12.95 annual subscription to comics.com. Sure, I could read all the strips I like for free, but that would entail about 50 clicks. Instead, I have a home page on which 25+ comics are consolidated for me.

If you've never heard of 2 Girls 1 Cup, consider yourself lucky. If you've heard of it but never seen it, consider yourself blessed, and be thankful for your a) self-control or b) lack of curiosity. In my case, it's A. I know what it is, and while I am curious, I'm not stupid. There are certain things you can't unsee. It is the pretty much the only thing out there in that genre of gross-out internet content that I haven't seen, and that is by design. I suggest you follow my lead on that one. On the other hand you MUST watch this slideshow, little filmclips of people watching 2G1C for the first time. A brilliant, if sadistic, little experiment. I've watched each of these people two or three times, and it gets better each time. Absolutely incredible.

This is old news by now, as it spread ridiculously fast, but just in case you haven't seen it, you're welcome. Hell, even if you've seen it, watch it again. I'm well over a dozen times already, and it still hasn't gotten old. I love Sarah Silverman, and major major props to Matt Damon (MATT DAMON!) for being such a shithead (and I mean that in the good way). Wiseasses rule.



Another must-see, is this political ad. So to speak. I don't even know if I should call it an ad, because it doesn't appear to be directly linked to Obama, and he doesn't do that "and I approve of this message" at the end. Brilliantly executed, and quite powerful. As Furious says, this would be the most talked-about Super Bowl ad of all time, if they could get it on.

Here's the YouTube version, in case you have trouble with the main link. I suggest watching it at DipDive if you can as it's much cleaner video. YouTube does some serious compression.

Friday, February 01, 2008

O. M. F. S. M.

Nerd + philosophy = genius.

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Boomer goes apeshit

This. Is. Awesome.


Meme!

Toast has a new meme: what does your computer's desktop look like?

Mine is clean. I hate icons all over the place. My work screen shots would look exactly the same, except it would be two monitors.



Click to embiggen.

My dock is hidden normally, I just figured I'd throw it in there.

Yeah, I use a lot of apps regularly, mostly graphics oriented.

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

A must-read

Jim Cramer, making too much sense.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Oh, the links I can link...

From Shakes:
The stupididiest person on the face of the Earth.
Racism grows to new heights.
The art of projecting your actions on others. This one is a must.
Shakes knocks one out of the park.

From Kissing Suzy Kolbert
Osi wants to poop on you.
Emmitt breaks down the Super Bowl.
As does Gilbert Gottfried.

Some Great LOLcats
The nerdiest of nerd puns.
This Bud for me.
Doom.
How many heads did this fly over?

Some blasphemy...
Um
...
Satellite vs. cable.
We can hang out with all the boys!

Other:
Too stupid to even realize he's being mocked.
Yes, there HAVE been terrorist attacks since 9/11.
Republicans are fucking stupid. As are our media.
The whole taking nude pictures of yourself thing becomes legally troublesome. And really fucking stupid in a way that only Americans can make it.
No.

Monday, January 28, 2008

I like to leave 'em hangin'

Meme!

What's your album cover? Here's mine.


I had to do another, this is too much fun.


(I cheated a little here, doing some Photoshoppery on the pic)

Directions here.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Nerd!

Apparently this is a very old joke, but it's new to me, and man does it tickle my nerdy bone.

Guy is visiting New England for the first time. Lands at Logan, gets in a cab, and starts asking the driver for recommendations for things to do. Some small talk ensues.

Finally, the tourist asks "Where can I get scrod around here?"

Answer: "I've been asked that many times, but never before in the pluperfect subjunctive."

Not quite a ringing endorsement

"It was like the film was raping my face."

I'm all for artists taking chances, challenging norms, even trying to "shock" or "offend." Still, at least try to have a point.

I challenge you to read that four paragraph review and tell me you can find ANY reason to see that flick.

"Brilliant" doesn't do this justice...

Seriously. Just enjoy.


(h/t Mr. Furious)

Yes, I am alive....

Thursday, January 17, 2008

What a beautiful sentence

FJM, defining "dirtbag":

Men of questionable moral character, who wear lots of cologne and get fake tans and spike their hair and flash gang signs at the camera when their picture is taken even though they grew up quite white-ly in Dumont, NJ and think that pec size is fucking key to getting chicks and had their most spiritual moment ever at an Everclear concert in 1998 when the 'Clear played "Father of Mine" acoustic and it fucking rocked and they have a good buddy who's serving 18 months for sexual assault but he was totally innocent and someday they hope to like start their own club in Miami where the music would be awesome and there's dollar-Jaeger-shot Tuesdays and it would be fucking tiiiiiight.

Sounds about right.

Monday, January 14, 2008

Are we waking up?

Well, this is certainly interesting...

Americans bought more Toyota Prius hybrid gas-electric hatchbacks last year than Ford Explorer sport-utility vehicles, the top-selling SUV for more than a decade.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Have another beer!

After this footage was aired on the news, he turned himself in.



If this was football, they'd say "he has a knee."

Friday, January 11, 2008

Sex technology

OK, I wound up crashing as soon as I got home from work, and here I am, wide awake at 10:45.

I've got Modern Marvels on, and the topic is "Sex Technology."

I've already discussed vibrators here, but the stat on this show says only 2% of American women have them. That seems ridiculously low. I'm going to have to watch the end to see the copyright date of this show. (of course, I missed it)

Another topic was all the ridiculous gadgetry designed in the "good old days" to prevent erections, wet dreams, and masturbation. Of course, these devices were used on children and insane asylum inmates. I've been trying to find some images, but Googling only gets you chastity devices from the current era, designed for fetishists. I knew about this stuff, but DAMN. Some of the devices were, quite literally, torture.

I just wish these sick, sick people had devoted their energies to having fun, instead of preventing others from doing so.

Plus ça change...

Iliterut hait male

Keith Law, an ESPN baseball writer, posts this gem:

just because u have some big degrees and use the words ‘above average” u think u kno so much. if u did u would not be a blog writer. u are the stephen a smith of baseball. someone that nobody in the industry respects and like u said u took this job for face time. u are an arrognat person that b/c of their degree belittles others b/c of ur credentials. u could not cut it in toronto (that should prove ur an idiot) and feel u are an expert. i only read ur blog b/c u discuss some minor leaguers, but u wonder why ur so unpopluar. i will pay u any amount and out analyze u on any position player. u make the most obvious observations-like rob deer strikes out. and by the way any asshole who gets into harvard (much easier in ur day) gets an A…look at the stats


I don't think I can add anything to that.

Blogrolling

I've updated the sports section of my blogroll.

I've been reading the latest additions for quite a while, but forgot to add them.

Fire Joe Morgan - the name alone would be enough, as Joe Morgan is the biggest idiot in the universe of color-guy idiots. But the snark and statistically logical goodness that backs up the truth behind the snark is what I love. This post is the perfect introduction, if you've never read them before. And here's another one.

Flotsam Media - I've already posted about the greatest blog post in the history of blogs. But they bring the funny and the true almost every day.

Shysterball - Just good damned commentary and news.

Vegas Watch - Comentary, odds, commentary on odds, links.

That is all.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Gubmint!!!

A beautiful example of Republican incompetence:

A old friend of my just deployed to Iraq. His unit will be carrying out a mission that involves psychological operations. Guess how many Arabic speakers are in the unit? None. Guess how many weeks of training they received on Iraq, Islam, and Arabic cultural sensitivities? NONE!! But we want these soldiers to go into a foreign combat theater and help shape the hearts and minds of a foreign people. This, in a nutshell, highlights why we are making so little progress in Iraq.

Awesome.


(h/t Americablog)

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

I'm Jimmy Fucking Carter, bitch!

Can't. Stop. Laughing.


(h/t Mr. Furious)

Against Me!

In my efforts to use year-end "Best Of" lists to find new stuff, I've been acquiring albums like crazy. Some licitly, some not so much. But as always, I will always throw my money at a band that works its way into my regular playlist, just like I did after test-driving Magic, for example.

Right now, that band is Against Me!

That AVClub article gave me "Thrash Unreal" which was intriguing enough to make me search out more. And I am so glad I did.

Kick ass, socially conscious, punk-rock like I haven't heard in years. Really compelling stuff.

The funny thing is, this was their major label debut, and of course I read the rumblings from their long-time fans about "selling out." That's a whole other post, but the short version is: bullshit. You mean you don't want your favorite band to make a livable income with the very same music you enjoy so much? Argh, I need to let this go right now, or I'll never get to bed.

Anyhoo, as further research, I downloaded a bunch of their old stuff too. Wowza. How did these guys escape my attention? Oh, yeah, they were cool and underground. Well, I thank the A&R person who saw them and signed them. I thank him/her profusely.

Kick. Ass.

Oh, and wonderful song titles:
Those Anarcho Punks Are Mysterious
Reinventing Axl Rose
Pints Of Guinness Make You Strong
Cliche Guevara
A Brief Yet Triumphant Intermission
You Look Like I Need A Drink
Turn Those Clapping Hands Into Angry Balled Fists
Ya'll Don't Wanna Step To Dis!
Tonight We're Gonna Give It 35%

Lend your ear. You'll thank me.

Sunday, January 06, 2008

When Republicans imagine sex

Want your dick to shrivel?

Here's Bill O'Reilly:
Ashley was now wearing only brief white panties. She had signaled her desire by removing her shirt and skirt, and by leaning back on the couch. She closed her eyes, concentrating on nothing but Shannon's tongue and lips. He gently teased her by licking the areas around her most sensitive erogenous zone. Then he slipped her panties down her legs and, within seconds, his tongue was inside her, moving rapidly. (Bill O'Reilly, Those Who Trespass: a Novel of Television and Murder)

And here's William Fucking Buckley:
On Monday afternoon, Ayn's eyes were especially luminous when Nathaniel came in, as expected, at three. But this time she led him upstairs to a room he had never laid eyes on, a bedroom with a king-size bed and not less than six oil pictures of Ayn on the walls, one of them showing her bare-breasted, the Ayn of twenty years ago. The shades had been drawn and Nathaniel could savor the scent. Today her lover was being welcomed with synesthetical concerns for all the senses, only the music missing. But as he lay and later groaned with writhing and release, he brought the full force of his mind to transmuted, volutptuarian elation in this physical union with the very woman who had created John Galt and Dagny Taggart and Henry Rearden, and had touched down her scepter on him, Nathaniel, igniting his mind, and his own scepter, which paid, now, devoted service.


"Ayn?" you ask. Yes. "Ayn." Your worst fears are realized. William F. Buckley wrote a sex fantasy about Ayn Rand. And lest we forget, he name-checked some of her characters. That is so very not gay!

You now have my permission to leave and wash your brains out with bleach.

You're back? Good.

Now, some questions:
a) Does this amuse you as much as it does me?
b) Isn't the "party of values" supposed to be against teh pr0n? Especially the bad pr0n?
c) "
within seconds, his tongue was inside her, moving rapidly" Does it even remotely surprise you that falafel-boy has no technique? Does that scene in Python's Meaning of Life come to mind? "What's wrong with a kiss, boy? Hmm? Why not start her off with a nice kiss? You don't have to go leaping straight for the clitoris like a bull at a gate. Give her a kiss, boy." Actually, Mr. Cleese, BillO didn't even stop at the clitoris. He just jammed his tongue right in her twat. And moved it. Rapidly.
d) Does it make you fucking laugh out loud that Bill Fuckin' Buck thought he could maybe disguise the fact that he was writing wingnut wanking material by using words like synesthetical, transmuted, and voluptuarian?

OK, time for another bleaching session.

I'll see you when I recover.

Friday, January 04, 2008

O. M. F. S. M.

I'm trying to figure out how to embed this here, but holy fucking shit.

You MUSTMUSTMUSTMUST watch the first video here, the "beauty queen" on Wife Swap.

What's the over-under on divorces for her? I'll give you 3.5, and take the over.

What a useless piece of shit. And it's not even her fault. The blame is squarely on the shoulders of her parents. They have simply destroyed her life.

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Letterman returns

Ahhh. I've been looking forward to tonight.

Unlike the other talk show hosts, Letterman and Ferguson are returning with writers, because Dave's company, Worldwide Pants, signed a side deal with the WGA for internet royalties, one of the key components behind the writers' strike.

Many people much more knowledgeable in these matters are blogging and writing about the nitty gritty of the negotiations. The best summation I can give you is this: in front of shareholders, Viacom CEO Sumner Redstone will say that the internet is worth billions in revenue. At the negotiating table with the WGA, he will insist that internet income is impossible to quantify, and as such royalties cannot be written into any new agreement.

Corporate America, baby!

I'm glad to see that Dave is hammering home the strike. The first 20 minutes were about nothing but the strike. In joke form, of course, but still, the issue will not go unrecognized.

I love it.

Also, if you were not aware, Worldwide Pants paid its staff throughout the strike.

Mr. Letterman: once again, you're the man.

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Diversions of the year

Flash games. Period. Yes, I want an Xbox 360. Yes, I want to play complex games with trillions of textures and triangles. But man, is there some phenomenal stuff out there for free.

Jay Is Games is the best source.

Desktop Tower Defense - Pure crack.


Vector Tower Defense - Freebasing.


PicCross - I've always loved the concept behind these puzzles, but found them to be tedious on paper.


And that's just the three that I play the most.

Crazy addictive. Unfortunately, many of these games force you to play in a browser window surrounded by ads. If you know what you're doing, you can go into the source code and find the server link for the game SWF file, download it directly, and then open it as a file in your browser. Hello, full-screen DTD! Of course, they disabled that ability with the 1.5 version, so I still play 1.2. Oh well.

Oh, lest I forget, all "escape the room" games. Some of them require a ridiculous amount of pixel hunting, which takes some of the enjoyment out of it when you're more worried about the accuracy of your mouse than your logic skills, but still, great fun.

Sphere was my favorite.

UPDATE: As it happens, Slate had an article about this a couple weeks ago. Many good choices there.

The Year in Music

My rankings of 2007 releases
Arctic Monkeys - Favourite Worst Nightmare
Bruce Springsteen - Magic
Lyle Lovett - It's Not Big It's Large
Amy Winehouse - Back to Black
Kings of Leon - Because of the Times
Gogol Bordello - Super Taranta!
Rush - Snakes & Arrows
Foo Fighters - Echoes, Silence, Patience & Grace
Radiohead - In Rainbows
The White Stripes - Icky Thump

Same band, new band, takes the top spot two years in a row, with each of their first two albums. I can't even explain how small the odds of that happening are. They beat out Pearl Jam in 2006, and Bruce and Lyle this year. Even I'm astounded.

Acquired just recently, too soon to tell
Robert Plant & Alison Krauss - Raising Sand
M.I.A. - Kala
Fall Out Boy - Infinity On High
Rilo Kiley - Under the Blacklight
Grinderman - Grinderman
Against Me! - New Wave

New to me (acquired, but not released, in 2007)
The Replacements - yeah, yeah. They were big when I was in Greece. I never heard of them until college, when their last album came out, and no one in my house listened to them. I always liked Paul Westerberg's solo stuff, though, so I got my hands on the originals, to see what the fuss was about. Not bad. Some great stuff, some meh stuff. In general, good old alcohol-fueled garage rock.

Dreamgirls - (2006) Soundtrack. Got it for the wife. Jennifer Hudson is amazing. I can do without the rest.

OK Go - Fun. Nothing too deep, just enjoyable party powerpoprock? I don't fucking know what to call it. Good shuffle tunes.

Silversun Pickups - (Carnavas) Meh. A little too noodly, and the guy whines even worse than Billy Fucking Corgan. And that's pretty fucking bad.

Chris Whitley - (Living With The Law, 1991) Toast insisted I listen to this. I knew the name, but couldn't think of anything he did. I really like the title track, Living With The Law. If no movie has that song playing at the end, with the heroes riding off into the sunset (fade to credits), then I may have to make a movie just so I can do that. And then... track fucking 2. I hate that song. Hated it when it was popular, and have managed to avoid it for 16 years. But noooooooo. Here it was again. I swear, I was so aggravated 30 seconds into the song, it colored my listening of the rest of the album. I couldn't give it a fair shake. So I stopped that day, took the song off the iPod, and gave it a week. Played it on another commute. Still love the first song, and the rest is very good too. Dark, creepy, blues/country/folk. Maybe a little too samey for many more straight-through listens (I'm way too ADD for an album full of low-energy music), but if any of these songs comes up in a shuffle, I won't be skipping it.

Blind Melon - (Goodfoot Demos, 1990) Apparently, 4 of these songs were on the demo tape that got them their major label deal. They then retreated to a barn in the country (one of the guys had a farm in the family) and practiced and practiced and played and wrote and jammed and practiced and jammed, until they were sure they had the chops, the cohesiveness, and the material. Then they started recording. These 8 songs were the can when they scrapped the whole project, because it sounded too polished, not organic enough. Of course, the A&R people were pissed. Money wasted, time wasted, buzz starting to fade and no album to release. Well, as luck would have it, Shannon Hoon hooked up with Axl Rose and did guest vocals in the Use Your Illusion albums, and appeared in the Don't Cry video. Buzz comes back. Meanwhile, they had been recording the album they wanted to make. Which was phenomenal. Anyway, 5 of these songs are on the album, so it's interesting to compare and contrast. They made the right choice. Ditched the over-produced, reverb-heavy "slick" sound, and came out swinging with a raw rock album; grinding staccato guitar rhythms, heavy driving bass, great vocals. Of course, if all you know is that fucking bee-costume No Rain song, well, you're missing out. That's not what this album is. Short story long, even though I like the songs as released better, I am getting a kick out of this. And hey, don't forget, three "new" songs too, at least to me.

Does your god approve of your current course of action?

Ugh.

A Granville man is accused of driving 40 hours nonstop across the country and threatening to rape two girls -- ages 15 and 6 -- whom he met playing an online video game.

Joshua R. Stetar, 20, a self-described "very conservative" Christian who hoped to someday be a Christian school teacher, used mobile text messages to threaten the girls as he drove near their home in Spokane, Wash., police said.

It came after months of stalking the older girl through hundreds of text messages, police said.

"Tell the cops that I'm gonna rape you and your sister," Stetar allegedly wrote to the 15-year-old girl, last week.

...

Stetar sent packages and flowers to the older sister at her family's home several times this year, flooded her cellphone with several hundred text messages -- and even flew to Spokane on Oct. 23 to stake out the girl's home, Kirkpatrick said.

Stetar's Myspace page is filled with Bible verses and also includes the message: "How can I know for sure that I am going to Heaven? First, you must accept that you are a sinner."

His page also includes a video clip of talk show host Bill O'Reilly criticizing Hollywood actors for their anti-war stances.

(emphases mine)

No, really, my question was serious. Where does stalking and threatening to rape a 15- and a 6-year old fit into your god's plan? Is that something you picked up in Sunday School? Also, shouldn't part of "accept[ing] you are a sinner" be trying to not sin? Or is sinning OK, as long as you have the self-awareness?

Maybe that's where we normal folks get it wrong. We don't have the temporary cleansing effect of confession, or the option to become "born again;" we just have to live with our consciences. Then again, we don't consider the filthy things we did to our S.O.s last night sins, so that's one less burden to carry.

Anyway, as we were discussing this over a hungover breakfast this morning, the thought that kept running through my head was "how didn't he, at some point in the 40-hour odyssey, realize what he's doing was wrong?" Being a "very conservative Christian" and all? Where was god, in all of this?

I mean, I understand a crime of passion. Not excuse it, mind you, a crime is still just that. But a flash of wrong-headed thinking, I get. If this were me (this guy lives about 40 miles away), I'd get half-way to Syracuse, and ask myself "did I bring enough diapers?" No... wait... scratch that. I'd ask myself "what the fuck are you doing?" Two hours, max. That's all it would take.

2007 Meme

From Toast, who rescued it from the bowels of kate's blog.

1. What did you do in 2007 that you'd never done before?
I don’t recall. I’m sure there is something.

2. Did you keep your New Year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I don’t really make them.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
One fraternity brother had his third. Most everyone else has all they need already.

4. Did anyone close to you die?
No.

5. What places did you visit?
NYS, Boston, the usual. A great castle in western NY for a wedding. Beautiful place.

6. What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007?
I dont lack for much. More money is always nice, though. More time to play golf.

7. What dates from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
I guess September 4th. That was my first day at work, working for someone else, in 11 years.

8. What was your biggest achievement(s) of the year?
I don’t really think in those terms. I just do things. Whatever.

9. What was your biggest failure?
I’ll just keep those private, thanks.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
No.

11. What was the best thing you bought?
For me: macro lens. For Erica: a ring my brother made, with her birthstone. Together: new kitchen.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
Erica cranking away at her second Masters, because her job isn't enough work.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Republicans.

14. Where did most of your money go?
Mortgage, life/disability insurance, gas.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
I’m a little too mellow for three reallys.

16. What song will always remind you of 2007?
Rehab.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
a) Happier or sadder? happier
b) thinner or fatter? a little fatter
c) richer or poorer? richer

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Play golf, knocked more movies of the Netflix queueueue, photography.

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Worry about money.

20. How did you spend Christmas last year?
Christmas Eve, I cooked for the MiL and SiL. Christmas Day, down in the Catskills with Mom.

21. Did you fall in love in 2007?
Always.

22. How many one-night stands?
Um, that would be none.

23. What was your favorite TV program?
Dirty Jobs.

24. What did you do for your birthday in 2007?
The usual. Dinner, etc. That’s always around the time of my party at the Saratoga Racetrack, so I usually have friends up.

25. What was the best book you read?
Cryptonomicon.

26. What was your greatest musical discovery?
I guess the only artist that was new to me this year was Amy Winehouse.

27. What did you want and get?
A custom-fitted shirt.

28. What did you want and not get?
Xbox 360.

29. What was your favorite film of this year?
Superbad.

30. Did you make some new friends this year?
Not really. Some cool people at my new job, I like it there, but no friends, at least yet. I have enough friends.

31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
A winning lottery ticket?

32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2007?
Basic. Jeans, polo shirts at home. Slacks and collared shirts at work.

33. What kept you sane?
I’m not sane.

34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
No one comes to mind.

35. What political issue stirred you the most?
Republicans filibustering everything, even their own bills. And the Democrats letting it go.

36. Who did you miss?
I sucks that my Dad lives in Greece.

37. Who was the best new person you met?
Again, there are some cool people at work.

38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2007.
Just keep plugging along. But I already knew that. Having Erica around to plug away with me helps. She rocks.