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|Friday, February 4th, 2011|
|Wednesday, May 19th, 2010|
So I finally started listening to the Savage Love podcast at work, but it's a little bit difficult to have the right perspective on it. Not because of the content or the workplace environment, but because the theme song keeps reminding me of The Altered State Of Druggachusetts
from Mr Show, itself a loose parody of H.R. Pufnstuf
, which I still can't believe actually made it to children's TV.
While I feel I'm missing a little bit of the serious tone the show sometimes has, it's just too damn much fun to put on my absurdist hat and imagine Dan Savage being none other than Bob Odenkirk deep in character (he's "Jonesy" in the vid). It could also be that I really wish the Odenkirks would come up with something better than Tom Goes To The Mayor and Kung Pow... my wishful thinking wanders off...
...sigh, I can't help myself, so here's a favorite Mr. Show sketch: GloboChem
, with Pit-Pat: a magical, pan-sexual, non-threatening spokes-thing! Bonus! It was for charity!
|Tuesday, May 11th, 2010|
|necessary gibberization to combat the glossolalia
Stop oppressing yourself, stop oppressing yourself, stop oppressing yourself. I have, once again, underestimated the power of Kitsch.... Czechtsch?
On a completely unrelated note: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (followed closely thereafter, and maybe before but I don't recall, but certainly repeatedly by headdesk headdesk headdesk)
whew, OK, shaking it out... and... back together to close this transmission
|Friday, April 2nd, 2010|
|there have always been awesome people...
We seem to have this sense of the past far out of touch with reality, and, on a certain level, with humanity. People living in the past are always fundamentally different from us, being either more pure or more savage, ignorant of the nature of the world around them, living in a way disorienting to the modern human. Well, aside from all of the Cuntsvilles and Cocktowns brought into being by miners moving west in the 19th century, we have another example of people being people: an old sex survey of women born in the Victorian era, lost until 1973 (and only found by me b/c of a link from Slate). I've always thought that people in all times perceieve the same things, but just act within the context they feel the world has given them - we've all always known what it means to be human, even if we don't admit it.Clelia Mosher's survey (and life, too, while we're at it)
What did these women think? A mesh of the old and the new:A woman born in 1862, who felt that without "a strong desire for children" marriage was no more than "legalized prostitution," nevertheless wrote: "I most heartily wish there were no accidental conceptions. I believe the world would take a most gigantic stride toward high ethical conditions, if every child brought into the world were the product of pure love and conscious choice."
|score one for the good guys!
Patents on human genes are an abomination of the law, yet have continued for years... until now! Patenting genes for breast and ovarian cancers (and therefore over the testing for such defects) crossed enough of a line that they were struck down
. I'd first learned about the practice after watching The Corporation
back in the day and it scared the hell out of me more than anything else I'd ever heard. The fact that there's now a legal precedent against such patents gives me hope that we're not headed straight for a dystopian future, but will instead take a slight detour into a pleasant place for a bit first.
On an unrelated note, I've been watching waaaay too much Doctor Who lately. In the last two months I've watched the entirety of the new series - with the exception of a few standalones - and a dozen or so of the older Who serials (Vengeance On Vargas is my favorite, though I dig Peter Davidson the most). Last night I got through the first 4 episodes of Torchwood and all I can say is that it is such a significantly better show than Doctor Who in almost every way that I feel terrible for not having watched it sooner.
29 is also waaaay too close to 30 for my comfort
|Tuesday, February 16th, 2010|
Screw patriotism! Go Team Russia!
|Saturday, February 13th, 2010|
|Sweet Georgia Brown
OK, time to take a break from working... I slept on he floor of my office last night and I've been working all day today so far (meaning, since noon when I woke up after one of the worst nights of sleep I've ever had).
Last night, before I dragged myself back to work, I went to see the Harlem Globetrotters with my dad. We were initially supposed to be taking my little niece and nephew to the game/show, but my sister was delayed in getting out of jersey. Rather than pass it up, I decided to get my dad to finally leave the house for once and slide on in to MSG. The tickets were super cheap for where they were ($38 for section 94, which is about 35 ft from the court), and the usually bustling Garden felt empty. I never though that filling a space with little kids could make it quieter than usual - the whole game it felt like there was no energy from the crowd whatsoever, but I guess it's hard to get kids to pay attention to anything.
The show itself was pretty good, but nothing spectacular. It was clearly geared more towards kids and I'm sure Mossimo and Sofia would have loved it, but my dad and I were kind of bored. Seeing that the rims were lowered to accommodate the shorter players took a little bit of the magic away, and the play itself was less exciting than a standard NBA game. So it goes. It's supposed to be a clown act more than anything else, anyway, so if I was expecting something more I should just watch the all-star game. I was
impressed by how difficult it must be to put on a sports show like this one - not every play can go as smoothly as planned, the crowd energy, attention, and response has to be carefully gauged so they'll know when to pull out different tricks or tactics. The meta-Globetrotter show was great!
It was good to get my dad into the city to do something other than watch TV and worry about family finances. We drank beer, ate hot dogs, didn't talk much (as usual), and had an OK time. Maybe I'll get him to do something else in a few weeks other than taxes...
|Wednesday, January 13th, 2010|
The Houston PD is soon to start using unmanned aerial drones
to scout the city. I'm glad to see that the reaction of the newscasters in the video openly shows their disgust at the idea (and especially at it being kept secret), and I can only hope it's reflective of popular response against encroachment by security agencies of all levels. Personally, I'm wondering when it will lead to targeted assassinations with "unfortunate" civilian casualties. I mean, Houston's got oil, right?
|Thursday, January 7th, 2010|
|Meditations on the LHC
Nothing in the known universe is quite as astounding as the insane comment threads in this article
about the potential dangers of the Large Hadron Collider (from a legal perspective, of course). Really, just dig in, you'll love it. We've now proven ourselves to be the singularly most absurd organisms possible and thus are the indisputable pinnacle of evolution.
|Tuesday, January 5th, 2010|
|Of Dolphins and Deadwood
In what will perhaps expand our limited sense of the value of empathy, the consensus is that dolphins are intelligent individuals
. I solidified that position after seeing their spontaneous social behavior
. I doubt that this will affect most people out there beyond boosting some sales to sea world and a bit of publicity for The Cove, but I'm hopeful that we're opening the door to somewhat less lonely and arbitrary world. Personally, I'd like even more to go swimming with dolphins.
In something a little more meaningless (well reflective and a continuation of the vast majority of my 2009 void), I've started off the year getting myself stuck hard on the sadly curtailed HBO series Deadwood. Vicious, deeply entangled, yet often meaningless relationships spin in a constant storm hovering over the eponymous gold-miner settlement, producing as much a thesis on human nature as an accurate portrayal of the "Wild West". Yeah, those words are a little too much on the side of hyperbole, but I can't recommend the shlife ow enough.
Here's hoping that 2010 finds me with a backbone and a little more self-control. Here's also hoping I can just chill the fuck out a little bit for once in my life and just let the flow of life push me where it will. Really, so long as I don't waste another year wallowing, I'll be happy as hell.
|Friday, November 20th, 2009|
|Best TV show ever!
Invasion Earth and Beyond is the greatest idea in the history of television! It's a show about current trends in science in the style of a sports-ish call-in show hosted by a curmudgeony old man. The callers are barely audible and sound like they're from Bay Ridge - only adding to the mystique.
channel MNN2 (56 for me)
|Thursday, October 22nd, 2009|
Secret Girlfriend is probably the worst show ever made. It's just that simple.
|Thursday, October 8th, 2009|
Clarity of thought is a rare and valuable commodity, the hardest one to acquire and keep most of the time. As all objects of value are. We spend it frivolously on the whims of others and the actions we deem necessary for life, always wasted. Somehow it isn't recognized, out in the open, as the fuel of all life. Are we unaware? Is it ignored and thrown aside? Does suppression rule, collecting the energy? Do events intercede?
Presumptions without experience are wrong. Agreements are the most powerful and most transient barriers. The only thing that's real is finite personal experience. Ideas of permanency are methods of control and justification (iteration and positive feedback loops always do the trick). The world only exists as it does because we all choose to believe it. Why isn't this obvious?
Everything is possible. Our limits are so much further than we're led to believe. Let's have some fun, everyone.
|Sunday, September 20th, 2009|
|Friday, September 11th, 2009|
|Score one for the good guys
Gordon Brown issued an apology
on behalf of the British government to Alan Turing for his treatment during and after his prosecution for homosexuality. We can only imagine how much knowledge the world lost as a result of this injustice, but every step forward is a good one.
|Friday, August 21st, 2009|
|A couple of things I learned tonight
First and foremost, after going to a screening of Plan 9 From Outer Space
MST3K-ed, I now know tht the movie on its own is pretty much unwatchable and yet I still want to see more Ed Wood... I also want to watch the porn version: Plan 69 From Outer Space, which apparently uses most of the original screenplay.
must be my favorite song now, because it's just so damn good.
|Sunday, August 9th, 2009|
I watched The Dark Knight again earlier this week and started mulling over some ideas I'd had about the third installment I'd like to see. For the record, I liked TDK, but the end sequence was crap the whole justifying of surveillance thing rubbed me the wrong way.
Sooo... Penguin (played by Lawrence Fishburn - something about the Morpheus style with a business touch stands out for this character, but maybe with a derby or something): founder and CEO of a powerful international shipping company who creates a new headquarters in Gotham, using the city's continuous crime epidemic to fuel the large smuggling operation he's been running for years. Bruce quickly becomes friends with Pen, finding company with another powerful man with an inexplicable dark side despite the competition between their businesses.
Batman, of course, gets in the way of Pen's activities and brute force doesn't seem to work, so he hires out a journalist/information broker/domestic terrorist Riddler (played by Michael C Hall, b/c it's a short step from Dexter and it's also interesting to see the character as a physical rival to Batman instead of a spindly shadow) to find out who Batman is in order to bring him down. He preys on employees of Wayne Industries (to kill two birds with one stone for his employer... not a bad line for the character, either) in order to draw out Batman into more public confrontations and compromising positions (blah blah blah, not sure what the details would be). How I'd want it to end and some of the filler details I'm not sure of, but I like the setup.
|PBS documentary about Alfred Kinsey, brought to you by Hugh Hefner
...in some sort of mad "homage to the legitimization of sex could be the future of porn" fugue state, good ol' Hugh signs a big check to public broadcasting? So did Hef volunteer, or did someone from PBS go and ask? Sorry, it's just hard for me to really connect Kinsey and Hefner in any serious way.
On to the rest of night's "entertainment" - I finally saw the first Bay Transformers movie today. I'm not going to say that it's bad, so I'll just say that it might be the most unrewarding film I've ever watched and I'm glad I wasn't sober (have I mentioned that The Perfect Pint around the block has an amazing pot pie). I've never seen anything so blatantly pandering to its intended audience, using odd self-reference and unnecessary/unnatural "characterization" like a crutch or a Kochian "how'm I doin'?" every 5 minutes while disrupting the narrative. And hey, it's not like the movie depicts black people in an incredibly disrespectful way; it's trying to add a flavor of "reality" to a film lacking any kind of logical base, bent on alienating anyone not in their target demographic AND trying to depict black people in an incredibly disrespectful way. Why hasn't someone thought of this before? It's clearly a goldmine, considering the box office pull... oh... wait...
OOOH, more Slamball! And Chelsea Lately and Is She Really Going Out With Him!! All ready and waiting to restore my faith in the value of humanity... maybe I'm taking this all a little too hard, but at the same time I probably shouldn't risk watching the sequel.
|Friday, July 17th, 2009|
The most trusted man in America is dead. His image and his voice are a permanent part of our history, tied directly to the tumult of the most revolutionary decades in the life of our country, the narrator of the American story. He will forever be the reluctant messenger for the Kennedy assassination and the collective voice of amazement for our first walk on the moon. Legendary is the only word that aptly describes his career and presence; we'd be lucky to have someone even half as earnest and trustworthy telling us the way things are.
I hope that Andy Rooney stays around for a little while longer...