Thursday, November 29, 2007
Still too busy to resume blogging again, but here are a few things I've surfed across in the last few weeks that have cracked me up and/or made me scratch my head:
Good stuff from Snopes. Click here to get the full story.
Part dog, part monkey. I guess it's a donkey. Or, not.
This is a good argument for wireless routers.
Two things I like about this: One, if I were going to eat a burger this big (and you bet your butt I would), I think I'd also want a helmet, just to be safe. Two, look at all the pickles on top of the burger itself! That's like half a jar of pickles!
I never hear about the really good parties until the next day.
Obligatory bear picture.
I think I saw this guy on American Idol, third season.
We need more municipal signs to warn us about the super-villains in any given neighborhood.
Yeah, I enjoyed that set of pics, too.
Friday, November 09, 2007
It's time for SouthCon to go on hiatus for a little while. There are a number of reasons.
First of all, I typically spend a while each November devoting my free time to editing the past year's home videos and compiling them in one fairly brief DVD for distribution among the family. This requires taking a break from blogging, which I've done every November since I started blogging.
I also think I ought to take a break because I'm just not inspired to write anything lately. Since I was a kid, writing for my own amusement has been my hobby... and, like every hobby, my interest waxes and wanes. If I'm not interested in writing at the moment, why force it? I mean, honestly, all I can come up with lately is a series of lame one-liners ... like, for instance, are they sure that that's Shia LeBeouf's mugshot and not his junior year class picture?
Also, I've been in a bit of a funk lately. Nothing major; just the same kind of funk that everyone goes through from time to time. I've learned two things about being in a funk: one, funks pass. Two, trying to force myself to blog while I'm feeling kinda blah isn't a good idea. I might end up writing something that I just want to take down later.
Anyway, I'll be back, and probably sooner rather than later. Meanwhile, I encourage you to read any of the fine blogs you'll find blogrolled to the right.
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Amy Winehouse: "Baaaaa Mwuh Maaaa Bwaaaa Muhhaaa"
I like Amy Winehouse, believe it or not. And I now realize that she's a genius on the same level as Bob Dylan:
Found 'em both at Rolling Stone.
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Spinner.com has an interesting list of the twenty-five most monumental flops in music history. Flops of all kinds are always interesting if only because of what they say about our culture in general ... and what we end up liking or disliking or just flat-out hating.
Just a few observations about some of what's on the list:
I never can get used to the idea, generally accepted by everyone, that U2's album Pop is a flop. I think that there are several good songs on there, and that some of them are very good. Flop? Maybe commercially, but it's not a bad record.
Green Day's Warning was actually the last album that they did that I thought was any good at all. Not that it was that good.
Should the Kevin Federline album really be on this list? I think it lived up to everyone's commercial and artistic expectations. Who really expected this thing to do well? I mean, other than Federline and Britney?
Wendy really likes Altered Beast, Matthew Sweet's supposed flop.
I didn't know the Knack even did more than one album.
I'd forgotten that Paul's Botique flopped at first. At least with regard to album sales. It is a good album, though.
Why does Robbie Williams keep flopping? His stuff is at least as good as the stuff that actually gets played on top 40 radio.
Paris Hilton's album. Ha ha!
In my opinion, the album ranked at number two on this list should really be number one. It's shocking that a singer who had never had a commercial misstep did something this phenomenally stupid.
How can Otis's favorite album not be included on this list? It was a GIGANTIC flop! You can buy it at Amazon for a penny, fahcryinoutloud!
Friday, November 02, 2007
Waldo In A Bottle?
One song I don't like, plus one other song I don't like, ends up being a song that I do like. Cool.
And then there's this. I used to be pretty good at the Where's Waldo thing, but apparently I'm not anymore because I can't find Waldo in the time limit. All the look-alikes make it that much harder.
CAN YOU FIND WALDO?
Dead Man Eating
I came across this blog and found it fascinating. It's a running list of the last-meal requests of death row inmates.
It makes for compelling reading ... and it does put human faces on those waiting for execution. It makes you consider the complexities in surprising ways. It's not every day that you think about the fact that a murdering rapist is also a guy who likes cheeseburgers and Jell-O.
I found myself especially effected by those entries that provide no information other than the details of the meal itself. The reader is then left to fill in the particulars with her or his own imagination. Including the questions "What did this guy do?" and "Could he maybe have been innocent?"
Most of these guys aren't innocent, of course. Most of them are murdering scumbags. But murder is murder, even when the victim himself is a murdering scumbag, and if you're a Christian, I think you ought to realize that there's no asterisk after the words Thou shalt not kill. Nor is there support for the death penalty anywhere in the New Testament. You can find "Christian" ways to justify the death penalty all day long ... I used to do it myself and I know all the tricks. But, ultimately, that's all they are: tricks.
And, if you live in a state that sanctions the death penalty (as I do), then murder is being committed in your name every time someone is executed.
The death penalty is one the few political areas where Wendy and I disagree. I oppose it, she supports it. When I showed her this blog, her immediate reaction was "That's depressing. I don't want to think about it." I don't blame her.
It's a lot to digest, you might say.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
How Did We Get Here?
So we have this new tradition in American media:
- Some loudmouth white media moron makes a racist remark.
- Said loudmouth white moron loses his media job.
- Loudmouth white moron decides that the way to makes things right is to make an apology to a loudmouth black moron ... namely, Al Sharpton.
- The rest of the media focuses on the story like it's world-changing history-in-the-making.
First came Michael Richards. Last time it was Don Imus. This time it's Dog The Bounty Hunter. I'm noticing a trend here: ugly white guys with bad hair tend to be racists... and stupid racists at that, since they actually take Al Sharpton seriously.
But how, in the name of all that's good and pure and right, does it make things better for these idiots to apologize to Al Friggin' Sharpton? Sharpton is VILE. How does it help for one racist moron to apologize to another racist moron for being a racist moron? Am I the only person who sees the stupidity of all this?
It's like if Pol Pot tried to make up for his years of genocide by apologizing to Hitler.
Yes, I resorted to a Hitler comparison. I'm not proud of that, but it kinda expresses the absurdity of this situation, and I'm sticking to it.
Anyway, I've come up with a few ideas that might really resolve all of these problems:
- Let's all agree not to be racists.
- Let's do away with the n-word forever. In all contexts, including the racist-white-moron context and the rich-black-rapper-moron context. The n-word has got to go.*
- Let's all agree that when a racist moron (no matter what his skin color) makes a stupid remark, we'll ignore him. Forever.
There. Does that seem so hard? And, just think, if we all follow these three simple rules, we won't ever have to see another news story like this again. If the drive to simply do what's right doesn't motivate us all toward racial harmony, maybe the goal of fewer news storys about Dog The Bounty Hunter might do the trick.
*I'm willing to make an exception to this rule for Blazing Saddles, the greatest comedy of all time, and a movie that exposes the absurdity of racism better than anything I can think of.
I really do want to write something, but the write-stuff-thingy in my head hasn't been working lately.
I have a few ideas for blog posts pop into my head from time to time, but none of them pan out. Some of the ideas I've thought about include:
- We need more celebrities with nicknames in quotation marks in the middle of their real names. I like that trend. We need more celebrities like Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson and Billy "Crash" Craddock and John "Cougar" Mellencamp and Andrew "Lloyd" Webber.
- Last night when we took the kids trick-or-treating, I saw a kid dressed as Sanjaya. I'm sure the kid was every bit as good a singer as the real thing.
- My knee-jerk reaction to John McCain's health care plan: Sounds pretty good to me.
- My knee-jerk reaction to the Barack Obama National Anthem flap: who cares. It was a brain-fart on Obama's part. It HAD to be. No presidential candidate in his right mind is gonna do that on purpose. There are a thousand better reasons to attack Obama's campaign. Lets focus on the real reasons he's a bad candidate.
- Wendy and I recently saw two movies that I enjoyed a lot and want to review: Men Of Honor and World Trade Center are both good and worth your time.
Someday I'll come up with the words to blog about some of this stuff.
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