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Sunday, October 31, 2004
Book Review: Judge Me Not by John D. MacDonald (1951) I bought this book from my aunt at our semiannual yard sale, and I insisted upon paying her the whole blooming quarter because I don't want to have her come begging from money from us when Social Security collapses. Also, I like John D. MacDonald. I have to admit that this is the most exciting tale of a City Manager I've ever read. Of course, the city manager and his assistant are going to rid a small town of the syndicate, which this book charmingly misspells as maffia because it was written before the Godfather came out. The Maffia don't want to go cleanly, and before the 160 pages elapse, murder, kidnaping, and other various mayhem erupts. Also, there's a fair amount of sex. I grew up on these potboilers, or at least kettlewhistlers, and I've forgotten how much fun they are to read (and they're very instructive, too; for example, one can learn a lot about how to treat members of the opposite sex, particularly women of the night with hearts of gold). So I ventured to Downtown Books this weekend and bought a couple more. I wonder if John D. MacDonald, churning several paperback originals a year throughout the 1950s and 1960s, could imagine how well his books would hold up so that some punk kid in the 21st century would read them and find inspiration. I bet he didn't. Book Review: Interior Desecrations by James Lileks (2004) I bought this book on the remainder rack at Borders for $1.00. It's by a relatively obscure columnist from Minnesota.... All right, all right, I bought the book full price, okay? Lileks gets his fifteen cents of my money. Not that he needs it with his following, wherein acolytes daily stoop at his altar and do whatever his voice commands them. The book features photos of mod (er, sorry, slang from the wrong decade) rooms depicted in interior design magazines from the 1970s interspersed with Lileks' wit. Undoubtedly, most of them are outliers on the stylishness scale, but you've got to see them to believe them. Sure, it's a rip-off of an X-Entertainment feature from a couple years back, but hey, Lileks has the pull to get it into print. That aside, I liked this book more than I liked The Gallery of Regrettable Food because man, I can remember what it was like in the 1970s. A lot of the rooms in the book were in finished basements or in attics turned into additional bedrooms. Who has those now? Out here in the suburbs, houses are carefully crafted to have no space into which you can expand. Also, this book reminded me of my red velvet table. You see, when I was in middle school, my family received a houseware which was essentially a cable spool wrapped in a shaggy red fabric. It's a trailer park thing, you dig? When we moved into an actual house, we brought it along. I took it to college. I brought it home from college. I moved it to my apartment. Hey, it was a functional piece of furniture, of which I had a full eight in my apartment. Then it ran (or rolled) headlong into my wife, who has taste. So I could relate better to this book because, quite frankly, but a birth a couple decades too late, I could have decorated like this. Actually, some of it's kind of interesting. So I might yet. Also, Lileks's text is shorter and more less linear than in TGORF, where he examined entire cookbooks in detail and each section ran on beyond its natural lifespan. With only a photograph to go on, Lileks' quick humor fits better. Also, I read it in a night. And I have a collector's edition, which contains an incomplete word wrap erratum in the the author bubble on page 11. So run out and get yours before they correct it in the next printing. I read this book in Milwaukee, though, a city where no one can spell anything anyway, so this error was only one of many, many I encountered this weekend so I'll let Lileks off easily by not crippling his Web host with a Briantrickle from this review. Hey, it's almost the least I could do. Watch This Space Here's a story in the New York Times: Ethnic Clashes Erupt in China, Leaving 150 Dead. What ethnicities?
Book Review: Highlander: The Element of Fire by Jason Henderson (1995) I bought this paperback (oh, the horror, the horror!) from the local library for a quarter. Heather and I, although we're upper middle class, we're the evil upper middle class who buy books second hand so the poor starving artists don't receive their pittances and from the library for less than the books are worth as sort of another tax break for us. Muhahaha! So what you've got here, basically, is a book about immortals that was published ten years ago based on a movie that came out twenty years ago. Wrap your heads around that. Man, where was I ten years ago? Working as an assistant editor at a magazine and moonlighting as a produce clerk, which is where I was when I got the call that my father died. Man, that's a heavy thing to come up from a cheap little multimedia tie-in book like this, but wow, has it been ten years since that syndicated television show aired? Yessir. This book, which might have been the first in the series, features the characters from the movie and the series and they run about, lopping off other immortals' heads, which really means that the immortals are only mostly immortal, but if you don't know the mythology of the bit before you pick up the book, you probably wouldn't pick it up in the first place, even for a quarter. But I digress....don't I? Unlike the first movie and most of the episodes of the television series I saw, this book takes place entirely in the past, with an old immortal who thinks he's a god and who doesn't understand the rules of the Game, which to be honest I'm not entirely sure of, either. But he vows revenge on Duncan and Connor Macleod. 220 pages later, it doesn't work so well. Sorry to ruin it, but the Highlander lives on to fight in other books in the line. It's not a bad junk read, a bit slow in spots, and I sometimes get the sense that the author has done just enough historical research to mention but not really give much sense of place. But the flaws with the book--that it's written with a definite sense of being adapted from television and lacking in proper setting and mood--come with the genre. Giving Capitalists a Bad Name Special invective to James Mosby, undoubtedly what Ayn Rand would call a moocher, for this outburst reprinted in a St. Louis Post-Dispatch Business story entitled "Companies can call the shots on office space":
"There's a lot more office space than there are tenants ... I think it will swing back in the other direction in the future," he said. "But whether it's 12 months or 24 months, I just can't say." However, allow me to speak for my small cadre of small-time capitalists without offices downtown and without commission seats, luxury boxes, or connections with the ruling families of our community--and by small cadre, I mean me--when I say, "Shut up and scratch your own back for crying out loud." Easy Target I stopped reading an article entitled "Lawyers argue over $50 fee designed to replenish fund that helps poor", before I got to the "The Internationale". Actually, I stopped pretty much after the first couple of paragraphs:
For many lawyers, $50 amounts to not even one billable hour. But a proposal to assess members of the State Bar of Wisconsin $50 to help pay for civil legal services for the poor has led to a pretty strong debate among attorneys. Without the $50 assessments, the foundation that helps fund legal service programs will be broke and out of business soon, said Deborah M. Smith, past president of the Wisconsin Trust Account Foundation. Goalie Is Juxtaposition In Hockey and Soccer While I was in Milwaukee this weekend, the Milwaukee Wave indoor soccer team lost their home opener on Friday night to the Chicago Storm. But apparently there's more to the story. Because check out this account of the Milwaukee Admirals hockey game that took place the very same night:
I caught the Admiral game in Milwaukee on Saturday night and have to say that the kid handles skates, pads, and pucks pretty well. I wonder how he does on the turf. Do you think this would be a good cover letter to the Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel with my resume and a value proposition that, as a junior sports writer, at least I can tell the sports and the teams that play them apart? NO YOU CAN'T Fool Me Just received this important message in my junk e-mail box:
We also received hundreds of emails from concerned bloggers that eloquently expressed the problems with the Bush administration. And as we traveled across America campaigning for Bush, we learned more than we wanted to know about Bush's policies. We came to see that this administration is a catastrophe for most people. As a result, we are abandoning our support of Bush and officially endorsing John Kerry for President. You can read more at the Yes Bush Can web site: <link deleted> We deeply regret our misguided support and apologize for our previous email. This will be the last email we will send directly to bloggers. If you want to join us in supporting Kerry, you can find out more here: <link deleted>. Thank you for your understanding, Yes Bush Can Wednesday, October 27, 2004
All I Want For Christmas It's not available on Amazon.com, so I cannot add it to my Wish List, but that should not dissuade you, gentle reader, for buying me a NES Controller Belt Buckle. You're so thoughtful! Electoral College Defended Someone in a populous coastal state defends the electoral college:
But as the founding fathers recognized, reflection of the popular will is not the only goal. Another goal is to provide candidates with incentives to broaden their geographic and political bases and to steer toward the center rather than the extremes of the political spectrum. This, the founders felt, would help reduce the sources of political strife and, in the extreme case, avoid civil war. They understood that passions and irrationalities can afflict mass decision-making under direct democracy. Too Much Adventure A Japanese "adventure traveller" is the latest hostage threatened with beheading in Iraq, according to this story:
A man identified as Shosei Koda, an adventure traveler from the southern Japanese island of Kyushu, was shown pleading for his life in a video released to a militant Islamic Web site Tuesday and broadcast on national TV early Wednesday in Japan. Under a sign bearing the name of the radical Muslim group led by Jordanian Abu Musab Zarqawi, the hooded kidnappers threatened to behead Koda if Japan did not withdraw its 550 non-combat troops from Iraq within 48 hours. That demand was immediately rejected by Prime Minister Junichiro Koizumi. I'm saddened, too, with anyone who thinks that the foreign policy of a nation should change to spare the life of a single person. This thinking begets more kidnappings and more beheadings, but it elevates those who think it above those rabble in touch with reality; that is, those who recognize that uncivilized human nature is a dirty, base, and ultimately despicable thing in many, if not most, cases. (Link seen on Outside the Beltway.) The Sound of One Hand Washing the Other The city of St. Louis is offering tax incentives to keep a heavy-hitting, politically connected law firm downtown: City offers incentives to keep Bryan Cave downtown:
The city is hoping to lure the firm into a new building. In return, the city would give partial tax abatement for up to 25 years, cut in half the taxes due on equipment such as computers and furniture and provide breaks on payroll and earnings taxes. Additionally, the city is considering using a consultant paid for by Bryan Cave instead of city workers to do the building inspections for the new property. Such a step has never been taken before in St. Louis. But I work in the real world and don't have an advanced poli-sci or urban planning degree, so what do I know? Impressive Passive The St. Louis Post-Dipsatch once again deploys the passive voice creatively in a headline: Wal-Mart employee injured after man flees from store security:
One Issue I am a one issue voter. This issue. You can believe Kerry would prove better for domestic policy, and you can almost convince me. You cannot, cannot, convince me that his foreign policy will protect America better. That's the most important job of the president. Tuesday, October 26, 2004
It's Not a Washington Post Award, But I'll Take It Well, it's not a Washington Post 2004 Best Blogs - Politics & Elections Readers' Choice Award, but I will take it: Musings from Brian J. Noggle: Your #5 Yahoo! hit for make sex symbol.Cori Dauber: Apostate Cori Dauber, the Ranting Professor, demonstrates apostasy:
Lileks' daily Bleats serve as a guide for my day-to-day existence. To call it blather is to undermine my very being. How dare Dauber? How dare she, indeed! Monday, October 25, 2004
Citywide Controversial Redevelopment From a story in the St. Louis Post-Dispatch entitled "Demolition gets under way on 108-year-old building":
The first signs are evident. Piles of rubble lay on the sidewalk - the remains of what was a corner of the 108-year-old building. First signs of redevelopment? That's a good and optimistic way of thinking about it. Sunday, October 24, 2004
Important Take on International Finance Bono, of the musical group U2, favors international debt forgiveness, which means he wants anyone who's loaned money to a third world country to allow the loan recipients to not repay the money because that will let the corrupt little cesspools to grow into, well, corrupt little cesspools that can borrow money easier. Meanwhile, on the U2 single "Vertigo", Bono pays homage to and demonstrates his deep understanding of international finance by saying, "One, two, three, fourteen," in Spanish. It must just be harder to perform calculations and enumerations in other languages. Hey, I know it's a cheap shot, but I cannot afford an expensive one. Geek Out A San Francisco magazine offers Dorkstorm: The Annihilation: The ten geekiest hobbies. Although I score pretty highly, I cannot imagine mixing Collectible Card Games and Dungeons and Dragons in a single person, but then again I am one of the role players throwing four-sided dice in the bloody CCG vs RPG wars that used to take place at GenCon. I mean, for crying out loud, Collectible Card Games take the worst aspect of role playing games--rules lawyers magic users who thought the point of the game was their demonstration of arcane computations and recombinations of magic which invloved spending a lot of a gaming session flipping through supplemental spell books and outwitting the game master--and made that worst aspect a game into itself. Oops. I guess that little screed probably detracted from my utter sexability more than my creepy Peace Gallery picture. Understatement Anti-Bush violence in Oregon:
Fortunately, the Democrats in the area have issued strong words:
Unbelievable. No, I take that back. All-too-believable. This is the Teamster party, and this election's more and more seeming like a strike with the Rebublicans playing the role of the despicable, greedy management against the rough-hewn authentic proletariat who just happen to bring molotov cocktails to the picket lines. (Link seen on Powerline.) Saturday, October 23, 2004
Looming War over Water Rights Canada's starting the tough talk that will lead to war over Great Lakes water rights. Canada's government has a large number of unemployed National Hockey League players and larger numbers of disgruntled fans and they have obviously need a foreign military adventure to divert attention. Invasion is imminent because they'll want to act before faced with the brutal United States spring and summer. George W. Bush should take preemptive action now. Send the nuclear subs to Hudson Bay! Ferment the Western Provinces Alliance's rebellion! Before it's too late!!!1!!! Welcome to Our Newest Watch List Member! The Guardian columnist Charlie Brooker, who openly pleads for someone to assassinate George W. Bush:
I am going to stop typing now, because the more I go on, the madder I get, and it's too lovely of a Saturday for that. (Link seen on A Small Victory.) Spurious Review: Natural Citrus Listerine Ech, it's like washing your mouth out with some cheap malternative beverage watered down by a club down on Washington that won't let you in with tennis shoes, and my bathroom has fewer hot chicks with tattoos. Also, it doesn't burn as much as the regular Listerine, which leads one to wonder if it's as effective. As with an actual dentist visit, one equates sheer pain with success. Book Review: Caught in a Trap by Rick Stanley with Paul Harold (1992) Over a number of Guinnesses as we watched the snow fall on my birthday this year, which I spent in Milwaukee helping a friend move, we exchanged book reading recommendations. I suggested Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck, and my friend, who is a part-time Elvis impersonator and full-time Elvis lookalike, suggested this book. When my beautiful wife and I visited Florida this spring, we went used book shopping, which is our wont, and at The Book Exchange on Northlake in West Palm Beach, the book faced out and caught my eye. So I spent ten dollars on it, because my friend really wanted me to read it. Well, it's not a hard read. The full title is Caught in a Trap : Elvis Presley's Tragic Lifelong Search for Love. The introduction says the author's goal is not to evangelize. The book is published by Word Publishing. You can guess which impulse won out. Rick Stanley's mother married Vernon Presley after his wife died, so the Stanley brothers are Elvis's stepbrothers. That's his in onto the lifestyl of Elvis, as his family moved to Graceland when Elvis mustered out of the Army in 1960. Stanley became part of Elvis's traveling crew when he was sixteen, so he had some access. Still, instead of a straight biography, we get an evangelist building a parable. Two brothers, one really talented and beloved, the other lower key but saved by his eventual conversion to a mid-seventies blue-jeans-and-tee-shirts denomination of Christianity. Stanley relates actual events in Elvis's life, but he adds pop psychological interpretation to Elvis's inner state that emphasizes his parable. He also interjects a number of biographical details from his life, which he sets up as a parallel to Elvis's except for the love of a good Christian woman which will ultimately redeem him from the world of the entertainment industry and the drugs. The final chapter takes place after Elvis's death, where Stanley comes out on his own as a legitimate evangelist speaker, loved by many because he used to serve the King and now serves The King. The story and the parable and everything are an interesting read; it sounds as though the story would have made an interesting novel of some sort. Unfortunately, it's not a good Elvis biography as the man really only plays a bit role in the greater story the author's trying to tell. Friday, October 22, 2004
Little Pay Gap In St. Louis A slightly slanted story in the St. Louis Post-Dipsatch lauds:
In other regions, the gap between blue and white collar hourly pay was as large as $14.12 in mid-2003, according to the data, the most recent figures available. While there's no clear explanation for the smaller difference in St. Louis, it's likely evidence of a few trends and unique features of the area economy, experts said. Credit the region's rich union tradition, economists say. And "we have several high-paying manufacturing companies here, like Boeing, the automakers and Anheuser-Busch," said Donald Phares, an economist at the University of Missouri at St. Louis. Blue collar workers in this region earned an average of $17.72 an hour in mid-2003. That put St. Louis near the top, above several areas with higher costs of living. In Denver, for example, blue collar workers averaged $15.55 an hour.
Also, please note my new favorite made-up epithet: dipsatch. Man, that just sounds like a nasty thing to call someone, ainna? Thursday, October 21, 2004
Cardinals Coalition Update ![]() Well, another conspiracy theory blown. Man, Well, I guess we'll have to settle for beating the Red Sox in the World Series since those Yankees had early tee times this winter. Which reminds me, I don't own any apparel with the Cardinals logo on it, and it's probably a little late to go looking for it this year. It's been almost fifteen years since I had a Cardinals shirt, although I did have possession of a Cardinals hat briefly in 2001 during a five hour rain delay (before the hat became a Christmas gift). Putting Lipstick on a Pig A new story on the Internet indicates Bill Clinton wants to be U.N. Secretary General. Oh, my, think how much more palatable bad UN policy would be if only an American with the misplaced charisma of Bill Clinton were selling it. The United States in the ICC. American military receiving orders from foreign leaders. Global taxes paid by U.S citizens for the benefit of the third world--and the Eurocrats who administer them. Thanks, but I prefer not to contemplate the impact of an American secretary general on American elections, particularly 2008 when Hillary Clinton might run. I don't want to think about Clinton and Clinton running the world. I'll personally spring for a copy of Civ III so Bill Clinton can build the UN and call for Secretary General elections any time he wants to without ruining the world for the rest of us along the way. (Link seen on Outside the Beltway.) A Symptom, Or A Root Cause By now, we've all heard about the survey that says Republicans have better sex than Democrats. Hidden within this story, we have another symptom, or perhaps a root cause:
Humor, or Precognition? The Best Way to End the Huge Partisan Divide is a Bloody Civil War by Frank J.:
Now all Americans will be united and happy, because the liberals will no longer be defined as Americans and will be shot by BBs. It's been a long time since we've had a civil war, but hopefully we learned plenty from the first one to make this one quick and efficient. It will be quite different, though. For one thing, it won't have a stark geographical divide. Friendly and enemy territory will have to divided on a house to house basis - or maybe even room to room. Also, a big difference is that one side has all the guns since both gun owners and the military tend to be in the right-wing. This should make things easy if planned well. Ban guns and try to make gun owners turn in their weapons and we'll find out. Cut the Guy Some Slack So John Kerry is going goose hunting:
Kerry adviser Mike McCurry says Kerry's Ohio goose hunt is aimed at giving voters "a better sense of John Kerry, the guy," and maybe win over swing voters who aren't sure they feel any connection to the Democrat. Why, when I was a young man, my father was a carpenter/remodeler whose work fell off in the winter time, and the ducks, geese, rabbits, and occasional deer that my father harvested sustained his family through the hard months of a Wisconsin winter. Why should it be any different for the billionaire Heinz-Kerry family? Look on the bright side, at least Teresa won't have to worry about swallowing lead pellets, which was a morbid fear I had as a child because I didn't want lead poisoning as part of my meal. The Conspiracy: Revealed Am I the only one to see the obvious in how the preordained baseball parable is playing out as designed by John Kerry's campaign team? The humble Red Sox, from Boston and many of whose players went to foreign schools, go up against a swaggering challenger who is expected to win from the beginning of the baseball season all the way to the actual beginning of the So tonight, when the Houston Astros beat the St. Louis Cardinals and advance to the world series, we'll have the Texas team against the Boston team. Undoubtedly, the Texas team will go up against the Boston team with a win at Fenway, but then the Boston team will win at Fenway, and will win three games in the red state in the heartland to defeat the Texans in Texans. Yea, verily, the Boston team shall overcome the curse of the which has kept the Massachussetans out of power for so long. Because that's the way the liberal sports establishment and Hollywood have written the inspirational story for consumption by the beer-drinking rubes in the middle of the country in order to alter the outcome of the presidential election, to energize the base in the Northeast and to depress turnout in Missouri and Texas. The sports establishment think they own us and will stop at nothing to get a new publicly-funded stadium administration in the White House!!!. Dare I say it? Yes! A Vast Left Field Conspiracy! And if the Excuse me, the helpful assistants here are helping me into a nice warm housecoat, but once I have it on, I won't be able to reach the keys to continue with my revelations.) Wednesday, October 20, 2004
Cardinals Coalition Update ![]() Cardinals lead Houston in NLCS 3-3. That's right, I said lead Houston. Even though the Cardinals have only won the same number of games as Houston has, they're the Cardinals, fer cryin' out loud. Quit your sissy snivelling, New York, and put your back into it. Losing by 7 in the 7th? Are you yellow? Book Review: The Big Kiss by O'Neil De Noux (1990) I was first introduced to O'Neil De Noux ten years ago (already) by my friend Stever. He also introduced me to Laurel K. Hamilton, to whom I have introduced my beautiful, but only lightly posting lately, wife. So Stever's gift lives on eight years after he moved to a better job with a better junkyard back east. I probably read this book when Stever loaned me his collection, but I've been looking for them lately in used book stores. I scored this paperback on our recent excursion to Kansas City, and the fact that I paid two and a half bucks for a paperback should indicate what I think of the series. Basically, Dino LaStanza's a new homicide cop in New Orleans, and he's quite the hotshot after solving the Slasher case (in a book prior to this one). He's feeling his age (he's ancient at 31) and it doesn't help--well, actually, it does--that he's seeing a younger woman. Like 22. Hey, I know the feeling. I'm ancient at 32, and I cannot keep up with my younger, more attractive, and more energetic wife. LaStanza catches a whodunit murder--meaning anything which involves more than a percursory investigation--he's in the pressure cooker again because you're only as good as your last case. Except this victim is in the Mafia, and suddenly LaStanza's dealing not only with people who'd put a two .22 slugs in you for no known reason, but with his own Sicilian heritage. The O'Neil De Noux books are tidy little police procedurals with grit, gristle, and some pretty steamy sex scenes in them. Although they're not Ed McBain, and although the book didn't live up to ten years' worth of idealization, it's a good, quick read. If you can find it. The book's out of print and it wasn't a blockbuster release even in 1990 or 1991. From Worse to Bad Bad:
Although bear in mind John Kerry communicates with dolphins. Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Reminder The James A. Igert Memorial Scholarship at Northern Michigan University accepts donations all year long. Help a kid, preferably a veteran kid, study the sciences in the U.P. That's Upper Penninsula to those of you from outside the north, and it refers to the fact that the state Michigan actually comprises two different penninsulas. For crying out loud, look at a map. I'm not making this stuff up. Accidental Insight Truer insight into the municipal mind was never gained than the following line from a column in the Shepherd Express:
Municipal governments feel the need to compete with other municipal governments' water parks and whatnot, regardless of whether their tax bases can support such ongoing expenditures. The Microsoftization of Google Continues The St. Louis Post-Dispatch runs this piece of insightful analysis about the new Google desktop searching application:
If it's installed on computers at libraries and Internet cafes, users unwittingly could allow people who follow them on a PC to see sensitive material in e-mails they've exchanged. That could lead to disclosure of passwords, conversations with doctors or lawyers, or viewed Web pages detailing purchases. First of all, many companies closely monitor the stuff filtering through their computers, even those used by individual employees. Yes, Virginia, your computer at work isn't your computer, and you better believe that the creepy guy down in IT (to purloin the stereotype) reads everything you type into it, so don't do anything on it that you wouldn't want everyone else to see. Personal banking, hot e-mails to your wife and mistress, nothing. Expect that you'll get a temp or consultant working in IT who wants nothing more than to snag your credit card or passwords before moving on. And come on, if you use an Internet cafe, library, or college computer lab for anything but the most mundane Internet browsing, you're already asking for the big hurt. Not only do you have to worry about an IT infrastructure staffed with transients (see above for risks involved with that), but you're also facing other anonymous users installing spyware. I mean, public computers are public. Unfortunately, the author of this piece attributes these security risks with the Google desktop when the risks actually represent an inherent danger of the computing environments described whether or not Google's desktop has been installed. Perhaps Google is on its way to being the next big technology company for media and the general population to nip in the flanks. Monday, October 18, 2004
Discriminating Taste III Would you choose a wine because it was named after a sainted St. Louis Cardinals manager?
You're darn right you would if you were a real Cardinals fan. I'd like to point out it's red wine at that. Go Cards! More discriminating taste can be found here and here. Sunday, October 17, 2004
Alcoholic Arithematic Newcastle beers will will soon carry this warning label:
Cripes, I wish someone had read this story to me aloud, because I'd prefer the misconception of Responsible drinkers don’t exceed 324 units a day for men.... Book Review: Urge to Kill by Martin Edwards (2002) I bought this book as part of my initial membership with the Writers Digest Book Club last year, and as all writers who subscribe to that book club want the cheap Writer's Market, and everything else is gravy. This book looked colorful, and its paragraph description led me to believe it would inspire me in my quest to write suspense novels and mysteries. Well, at least it didn't take too long to read. The book is a cross between a morbid coffeetable book, chock full of crime scene photos interspersed with movie stills, and an almost textbookish overview of crimes and their investigations. As a matter of fact, the author spends the introduction explaining that he's written textbooks. So he's a credible witness. Until he gets to the Firearms section of the Means to Murder chapter (chapter 2), which starts:
Plus, it really only captures and distills the procedures and considerations given to a crime (particularly murder) that one would get from a number of years of Ed McBain, Thomas Philbin, and O'Neil De Noux. Of course, it includes the aforementioned photographs, so the actual text of its 190 some pages only really comprises 110 pages or so, but it's still textbook enough to lack excitement. Perhaps I'll have gotten something from the page-long case studies in murders from Ted Bundy to the Unabomber to more obscure--to Americans--cases from the U.K. But probably not. Always Check the ALT Tags As a Web software tester, I always check the ALT tags of images and, much to the chagrin of the developers with whom I work, I frequently take issue with non-parallel text, misspellings, or grammatical errors in the text that displays when a user mouses over an image. Which is why you'll never see this in a site (or HTML-enabled e-mail) I've tested:
The expletive aimed at Republican Greg Walcher could be seen when recipients dragged their cursor over an image of John Salazar, who sent the e-mail to supporters Thursday seeking donations, The Denver Post reported. (Link seen on Instapundit, who needs a link from me like he needs to find a penny on the sidewalk.) Google Desktop Deemed Creepy In a Tech Test Drive column, Mike Langberg finds the new Google desktop useful, but creepy. Why is it creepy?
First, the software keeps a copy of all your AOL Instant Messenger conversations. AIM, for many users, is like talking over the water cooler at work -- you say things you don't want preserved for posterity. Until now, AIM conversations with your buddies disappeared from your computer the moment you closed the discussion window. Desktop Search, however, makes a copy of AIM conversations and keeps them forever. Second, the software keeps its own copy of all your Outlook and Outlook Express e-mail messages -- even after you delete them from within Outlook or Outlook Express. A confidential company memo, in other words, will still pop up during Google searches after you've emptied the Deleted Items folder in Outlook. Third, the software keeps a copy of every Web page you visit and lists those pages in search results with the date and time of your visit. This even includes Web pages that are supposed to be secure from prying eyes, such as those run by online banking sites. The fact that it's available on your local machine shouldn't give you additional pause unless you're susceptible to the old ploy of letting a man with a thick Slavic accent whose car has broken down sit at your computer so he can send an e-mail to his mechanic. Or, of course, if your local machine is fundamentally insecure. Nevertheless, I have given the edict to those machines that I administer that Google Desktop shall not be installed. Crikey, how about you do some organization of your materials and then use the Microsoft Find feature to fill the gaps, wot? Give the Guy a Break Okay, so as Ann Althouse recounts, John Kerry came to Sheboygan, Wisconsin, and misprounounced braht as braat:
Not that you'd hear about it elsewhere than blogs or in a column in a small town paper in the region in which Kerry committed the gaffe, because unlike Bush, Kerry is smart, so these mispronounciations and other misstatements are trifling errata, not insight into his insipid chimpish simplicity. Reality, Meet Government Here in Casinoport the municipal government faces a deficit and wants to raise taxes:
Scientific analysis has determined:
Saturday, October 16, 2004
Musing You know, an olive is really nothing more than a salty little grape, no matter what Athena told the Greeks. Friday, October 15, 2004
Sounds Like a QA Problem You know who's to blame for this, don't you?
The Most Holy Newspaper Columnist Saith James Lileks, in his Newhouse News column this week:
When The Comedian Says, "But Seriously...." A paid blogger, which is paid less than and is only as believable as a newspaper columnist, named Kevin Drum draws attention to insubstantive issues in the Presidential race:
So what's going on? The Bush campaign has denied it's a bulletproof vest but hasn't otherwise commented. Is it a back brace? A medical contraption? A secret security device of some kind? (If so, it's not a secret anymore.) Why hasn't the White House press corps asked Scott McClellan about this and demanded a straight answer? How can they allow themselves to be blown off about something this peculiar? Shouldn't someone get a serious answer to this question? He is the president of the United States, after all. Unfortunately, although he highlights something and says it's interesting, he really doesn't add anything to the story. Unlike yours truly. VodkaPundit's "Associate" Will Collier: Heretic Stephen Green, who rumor has it was banished from St. Louis for making a remark about the Chicago Cubs that could be construed as anything other than an insult, allows a guy to use his blog to
I'd say he should be stoned, but he's already half way there in an airport in Florida even as we speak. Friends, don't let him plea for mercy with the admission
Except he's a witch. Or a heretic. Scroll back up and see; I've been on Killer List of Video Games so long in my "research" that I have forgotten what I was accusing him of. UPDATE: Someone using the name "Stephen Green" in an e-mail has taken umbrage at this post:
-S. Ergo, I have corrected this piece inline in red. The rebuttal from the e-mailer claiming to be Stephen Green, and indeed the post itself raise two more scandals:
Thursday, October 14, 2004
Cardinals Coalition Update ![]() Cardinals lead Houston in NLCS 2-0. Tonight, the Cardinals won and the Yankees did not. Get used to it, New York. Finally, Some Optimism from the Democrat Ticket In this op-ed piece by John Edwards, the vice presidential candidate explains why residents of middle America have reason to be optimistic if they vote Kerry-Edwards. We Had To Destroy the Republic In Order To Save It Stephen Green reflects on the Democratic Party's national strategy:
To these guys, winning office is more important than the sanctity of elections. Holding power is more important than the Constitution. Much as I despise at least half of what most Republicans stand for, they don't seem nearly as willing to trash the system they're trying to run. Too many Democrats, especially at the national level, just don't care that our system, our nation is far more important than any single election. I could mention the Lautenberg Trick in New Jersey. Or Gore's ballot shenanigans in Florida. Or the voter-registration fraud currently going on in Colorado, Nevada, and elsewhere. Or the Democrat's successful call to bring election observers into this country. Bring them in from where, Venezuela? Hey, no big deal sullying the reputation of the world's oldest continuously-functioning democracy, just so long as we can make the Republicans look bad, right? In some cases, I think it's beyond a simple lust for power; with naked ambition, there's some calculation. I think that at the base level, some vocal members of the Democratic party and some moonbat fringes of Left thought just must rule the Others in the lesser tribes; the rubes from the middle of the country, the undereducated (which means those who think differently), and those who have that dreaded Christian religion. Because they're Ubermensch, although undoubtedly there's a nicer term that they use when discussing it amongst themselves. Classical Education Shifts From this column by Bryan Burwell in the St. Louis Post-Dispatch, we find how educated allusions have shifted:
What? You don't know what either of them means without clicking the links? You damn whelp, go read IMAO or something. Get offa my lawn! Kerry Admits He's A Crook -- MfBJN Exclusive -- Must Credit MfBJN -- Here's telling quote from the debate last night:
Let me come back in one moment to that, but I want to speak for a second, if I can, to what the president said about fiscal responsibility. Being lectured by the president on fiscal responsibility is a little bit like Tony Soprano talking to me about law and order in this country.
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Cardinals Coalition Update ![]() Cardinals lead Houston in NLCS 1-0. Come on, Yankees, let's just sweep the respective series and we can start your beating next week. How does that sound? Wednesday Night Poetry While you await the much anticipated lottery drawings this evening, stop by American Digest to read a couple of poems by new poet laureate Ted Kooser. It beats 1700 of Emily Dickinson's collected poems. Good Software Takes Time In a piece entitled "Good Software Takes Ten Years. Get Used To It", Joel Spolsky explains how good, robust software needs time:
(Link seen on American Digest.) Book Review: Misunderestimated: The President Battles Terrorism, John Kerry, and the Bush Haters by Bill Sammon (2004) My beautiful wife gave me this book for no particular occasion. THIS JUST IN (since she's watching me type this): she heard Bill Sammon on KMOX radio and thought I would like it, but I repeat it was not for my birthday or Christmas or anything. And then she read it before I did. I can only imagine the glee with which the historians of the future will dig into the plethora of primary secondary sources for the politics of our time. Tomes such as Lies and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them, When You Ride Alone You Ride with Bin Laden, Slander, Treason, Stupid White Men, and other commentary by pundits, comedians, and know-nothings, or the books written by the disgruntled government officials, or whoever wants to make a quick buck off of the suddenly bestselling venomous tome collection. Future historians will find this book more useful, as it tells the story of the Bush administration, particularly in the run up and execution of the Iraq war, and presents the narrative as the Bush administration would want it written. Sure, it's lightly partisan, particularly in the choice of verbs to connect a quote to a speaker who disagrees with the Bush administration, but it's not invested heavily in name calling or scoring cheap points. The book explores how the straight ahead style of the administration often confounds its self-appointed betters. It's an encouraging book, and it's inside baseball in some places, but you're a political junkie anyway if you're reading this blog. So read the book if you'd like. Enjoy it while it's relevant, before it becomes just one more book in the stacks in some university library where it will end up. Pickup Lines That Never Worked For Me Hey, baby, care for some excessive palpation ? (Link SFW.) Let's see how many people click over to an almost-unrelated post on Ann Althouse's blog with that lead-in. Election 2004 Guest Commentary In an effort to broaden the commentary here on MfBJN, we've sponsored a roundtable-style discussion of Election 2004: Subcreatures! Gozer the Gozerian, Gozer the Destructor, Volguus Zildrohar, the Traveler, has come! Choose and perish! RAY What do you mean, choose? We don't understand! GOZER Choose! Choose the form of the Destructor! PETER Whoa! I get it, I get it. Very cute! Whatever we think of - if we think of J. Edgar Hoover, J. Edgar Hoover will appear and destroy us, okay? So empty your heads. Empty your heads. Don't think of anything. We've only got one shot at this. GOZER The choice is made! The Traveler has come! PETER Whoa! Whoa! Nobody choosed anything! Did you choose anything? EGON No! PETER Did you? WINSTON My mind's totally blank! PETER I didn't choose anything! RAY I couldn't help it. It just popped in there! Enjoy your president, America. He just popped in there. Your Data Or Your Life Maybe I'm just a simpleton working in the very self-important IT world, but when I read Charles Cooper's latest column, "Access to Tom Ridge or bust", I found it a little hard to worry that the Department of Homeland Security is spending too little (for the IT industry's taste) of its limited resources on protecting data:
There's a pattern here. Both previous cybersecurity czars, Richard Clarke and Howard Schmidt, urged the government to move faster to combat the threat to the nation's information infrastructure. But whatever progress has come has been at a snail's pace. You can understand why the administration is not circling the wagons. Unlike Iraq or the economy, the state of the nation's Internet infrastructure won't be on many people's minds when they enter the voting booths Nov. 2. Out of sight, out of mind--unless, of course, the entire kit and caboodle comes crashing down because of an attack. Until then, the Bushistas can continue to pursue a policy of benign neglect while pretending to be doing important work. It's great politics, and isn't that what this is really all about? But if some jihadist cell streeams over the southern border and snipes, nukes, bombs, or otherwise kills me for the greater glory of its own fevered death fetish, I don't have to worry about enduring temporary discomfort, ainna? Self-appointed technomessiahs need to gain a little perspective and learn the difference between life and their livelihoods before lamenting that not enough chow is put in their federal trough. To blame it on the Bush administration's political concerns is crass. Read It and Geek The Book of Ratings grades Dungeons and Dragons monsters. For example, the blink dog:
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
I Blame Myself The Packers have not won a game since I got my jersey. Astros fans, contact me via the link at the left to find out how you can send me tons of free Cardinals paraphernalia in hopes of transferring the curse to baseball. Monday, October 11, 2004
Tales from a Red State From Bill Sammon's book Misunderestimated: The President Battles Terrorism, John Kerry, and the Bush Haters, the "Fly Boy" chapter about Bush's landing on the USS Lincoln (you know, the much maligned Mission Accomplished flight):
But not all such landings were successful. Just one month earlier, a Viking skidded off the deck of the USS Constellation. The two pilots were rescued and the navy was investigating the cause of the mishap. Whom do you know to thank? Ads I Don't Like For no other reason than because it's my blog and I wanna, I'm going to lay upon you, gentle reader, three advertisements or advertising campaigns that really get on my nerves.
I Thought So Here's what passes for hard-hitting investigative journalism here at MfBJN. Our crack ![]() Click for full size I had to get a screencap because I understand that thirty seconds after I click Publish Post, George Soros will go the extra $75 to buy that domain.You want to know the length I will go for a gag? It's obviously less than a single domain name registration. There you have it. Cardinals Coalition Update ![]() Don't wuss out and lose to the Boston Red Sox to avoid your destiny, pinstripers. You have an appointment in Sunday, October 10, 2004
Fill In Your Own Conspiracy Blanks From various sources including Associated Press and the New York Times (links courtesy of Boots and Sabers and Little Green Footballs respectively), we get the dramatic fevered imaginings of a few:
According to rumors racing across the Internet this week, the rectangular bulge visible between Mr. Bush's shoulder blades was a radio receiver, getting answers from an offstage counselor into a hidden presidential earpiece. The prime suspect was Karl Rove, Mr. Bush's powerful political adviser. The real reasons for the bulge under Bush's jacket:
(Note: Capital R truth does in fact differ from capital T truth, but it's more accommodating to those whose personal feelings differ from the real world, so it's capital E bEtter.) Saturday, October 09, 2004
Dang, You're Old As a reminder, Chuck Norris becomes eligible for Social Security next year. Now, to quote the eminently quotable Eliza, "How do you feel about that?" Talking About My Vaccination Michelle Malkin asks a question about vaccines:
Sure, some people might accuse me of wanting children to die; this is not the case. I do, however, not want the remote federal government to use its vast bureaucratic power to do its best to employee middle managers with poli-sci degrees whose goal is to perpetuate their own employment and budgets and save the children, only one of which they're really good at. Friday, October 08, 2004
No Live Blogging Here Ladies and gentlemen, I am not live blogging the second presidential debate, although I have watched about twenty minutes of it too much (which, oddly enough, was about twenty minutes). I am voting for Bush, and every time Kerry opens his mouth, I start spitting and cursing and quite frankly, I cannot afford the bib cleaning bills. I don't dislike Kerry as a person, because I don't know him. And although I can snark a bit here among friends, I don't think he's necessarily a lying, conniving coward. I have no way of knowing. He's never started a bar fight and run off while I got pounded. I do know that almost everything I hear him attack George Bush for, particularly in domestic agenda, blurs the division of government powers laid out by our Constitution and sometimes even blurs the line between government and private life, and if we elect someone who thinks that the President, not the Congress led by the House of Representatives, spends tax dollars or that the only the George Bush's obstinance and not understanding of economic and human nature principals holds up drug reimportation schemes, well, I guess we'll be ready to elect someone who's willing to nationalize industries to protect the children and are ready to dismiss the Congress to save money better spent on unelected bureaucracies run by appointees of Our Glorious Leader. Some people impugn Bush and his administration for their simple devotion to protecting the country from threats abroad and for enforcing the ill-conceived lawa passed on by the too-comfortable and too-protected-from-the-consequences-of-their-actions legislators. But I, almost alone it seems, recognize that the executive branch of the government, including the President, only has those powers granted by the legislature. And when I hear a legislator, or an alleged legislator whose absence from the legislature has not matched the legislator's willingness to forego pay that we taxpayers like to give to practicing members of that hallowed profession, when I hear that pseudo legislator bloviating about the president spending money, or running a deficit, or cutting anything, I....well, I've explained what I do. Hasn't it occurred to any other voter but me that the entire reason John F. Kerry enjoys his $200,000 income tax bracket is because he's supposed to be a Senator? Come on, the really rich in America aren't paying income taxes, they're paying capital gains, if anything at all. Oh, but Senator Kerry as Supreme Leader would exercise powers not granted to the Constitution to repeal the tax cuts granted to the "richest" Americans, and at the same time he's lambasting that these people get tax cuts while President Bush hasn't single-handedly created five million jobs. Pardon my misunderstanding of economics as a small business owner, but galdern, "Senator" Kerry, but when you're wanting to soak those who make two hundred thousand dollars a year and "Big Corporations," who's going to hire the unemployed? Last I looked in the want ads, I didn't find many $30,000 a year junior technical writers or $25,000 printers looking to hire five million people. Not even two and a half miillion each. So where do you think the capital is going to come from to keep the economy going? Oh, I forget, the government will have us all working in its Bureau of Pharmacology, where we can work ten hours a day turning the manual pill-presses to grind out some acetylsalicylic acid to cure any ailment our citizens--who'll return to the time-honored tradition of dying before they're sixty--have. I'd say a pox on ya, Senator Kerry and his idealogical counterparts, but I am still trying real hard to merely pity you instead. I Don't Think That Will Help With a story like this one, you knew the misplaced modifiers would be fun. And so they are:
My Senator, Hard At Work Looks like Jim Talent, R. MO, is putting his, erm, talents to work on issues of national importance: lighting the Gateway Memorial Arch pink for Breast Cancer Awareness month: 2d Session S. 2895 AN ACT To authorize the Gateway Arch in St. Louis, Missouri, to be illuminated by pink lights in honor of breast cancer awareness month. Be it enacted by the Senate and House of Representatives of the United States of America in Congress assembled, SECTION 1. ILLUMINATION OF GATEWAY ARCH IN HONOR OF BREAST CANCER AWARENESS MONTH. In honor of breast cancer awareness month, the Secretary of the Interior shall authorize the Gateway Arch in St. Louis, Missouri, to be illuminated by pink lights for a certain period of time in October, to be designated by the Secretary of the Interior. Passed the Senate October 5, 2004. And that's before we get to purchasing a large number of pink light bulbs or pink cells and paying maintenance people to implement them..... But that Jim Talent, he's sensitive. Truer Words Were Never Spoken Lileks, from his Newhouse News column yesterday:
Make the Connection Another internal consistency pointed out, courtesy MfBJN: Remember this nugget in the first debate between Kerry and Bush?
John Kerry wants to apply the unsuccessful Agreed Framework to Iran. But at least that foreign policy type is consistent. Consistently bad. But hopefully, perhaps to them, a Republican administration will come along after a short failed Kerry era to take the fall for Iran's nuclear weapons. We Need A Kitty Door If only we put a kitty door on the shower enclosure, Ajax would not have to go over the top when he wants to take his daily shower: ![]() Click for AUS (Ajax of Unusual Size) Thursday, October 07, 2004
Mishandled Metaphors Meanwhile, back in the Seattle Post-Intelligence, columnist Thomas Shapley decries an ad from a candidate for Senate. George Nethercutt, the Republican challenger, includes in the advertisement Senator Patty Murray from this immortal exchange:
(Link via National Review's Kerry Spot.) The Counterfeiting-Proof Fifties Work! Apparently, the new design has made the fifty dollar bill impossible to counterfeit, so the counterfeiters have had to turn elsewhere. Apparently, in Georgia, they're now counterfeiting dimes. A Sincere Offer of an Honest Trade Friends, Romans, and those with differing political philosophies: I offer a sincere, heartfelt trade to you. I shall not extrapolate the vandalism and thuggery of a few criminals galvanized by their support of John Kerry as a property of the whole Democrat party or anyone with liberal sympathies if: People on the left do not extrapolate the actions of a few vandals and thugs as being an insurgency of the entire populations of Iraq or Afghanistan. Do we have a deal? No? I didn't think so. Wednesday, October 06, 2004
Here's a Slogan For You Sam Adams Light: The taste of NA beer, but with alcohol in it! Note to the fellows at Tap City: Last two of a sample twelve pack, I swear. Steve Jobs and Michael Dell ARE IN MY HEAD! Dell Computers and Apple Computers are trying to brainwash me. Here's how: In the course of my self-employed Pat-Verbeek-of-Software-Testingdom, I have cause to use an eMac computer and a Dell workstation to test the various and sundry applications that clients pay me innumerable (as I explain to the auditor) dollars to test. My main workstation has a standard keyboard, with the slight rise and the stadium keying layout, where each row rises a little above it. The kind I've used since I got my first Packard Bell in 1990. The natural shape one can even remember from Commodore 64s and Apple IIs, and probably even abacuses. But the eMac has a concave keyboard; that is, it's curved, with the tops of the keys actually turning toward your fingers like flowers to a star. But the Dell workstation has a convex keyboard; that is, it's bowed outward, like its keys are employing centrifugal force to fling my software-destroying fingers into space. And you might think it's nothing but some sort of Substance of Style-ing to be neat-o, but friends, I can tell you what they're doing--they're doing Pavlovian and Skinner tricks on you, and you're the dog and chicken. Apple, dog, and Dell, chicken. Pay attention! You see, if you use one of these freak keyboards as your primary interface with the greater intelligence that is the Internet, Blogosphere, and Return to Zork, you'll grow accustomed to the unholy shape beneath your fingers. Then, when you're forced to use a different computer, that is, not a Dell or not a Macintosh, you'll think it weird, inconvenient, and slightly uncomfortable. All because you'll have to use a normal keyboard. So forget Bill Gates; he's trying to rule the world in an honest, straightforward fashion. Dell and Jobs are conditioning you, man. Rise up! By an old keyboard at a yard sale for a buck and use it. Or you will be a lifelong I beg of you. (Why, yes, another part of my s.e.P.V.S.T. lifestyle is drinking a lot of coffee, sometimes two or three pots a day. Why do you ask?) The News Eric Mink Avoids Courtesy of Allahpundit, we find this analysis of current events in Afghanistan courtesy to someone closer than Tucker Boulevard:
This week, though, the move back towards teeming normality has received a perceptible check. The host of restaurants that have opened up here (I remember only three during the Taliban days, all disgusting and utterly predictable as to the menu) are empty.
There is no equivalent here of the stories you hear every day in Iraq, about people being insulted or mistreated by American soldiers; no suburbs, towns or cities are attacked with the latest American weaponry. If Afghanistan gets safely through this week, it will be a remarkable success story. Speaking of Packer Partisanship Packer Nation, note that St. Louis Post-Dispatch columnist Jeff Gordon has spoken heresy about the most revered Favre:
When Television Critics Attack! Former television critic and now the peter principled head of the St. Louis Post-Dispatch editorial page Eric Mink asks a vital question:
It's not fair to blame Bush for those attacks, although six of the 10 "missed opportunities" to stop them identified by the 9/11 commission occurred on his watch. But it is fair to hold him responsible for the rigidity of his White House bureaucracy and the lackadaisical attitude toward al-Qaida, both of which made America more vulnerable before Sept. 11, 2001.
Eric Mink must be a fat lady:
Ah, screw it. I don't have the tolerance to refute Mink line by line. Go read it yourself if you have the stomach. Meanwhile, I think I'll go back to reading Emily Dickinson and demonstrating unabashed Packer partisanship. I Meant Guinness Draught Republican representatives have forced a vote on Chuck Rangel's bill to reinstitute a draft and voted it down 402-2. Of course, activists who like the sound of that particular drum when they beat it disagree with what the legislative defeat really means:
"They have used gamesmanship to give a false sense that there is not going to be a draft. Nobody wants a draft. But if you don't have the manpower to confront the need, then there is no option," said Bobby Muller, founder of the Vietnam Veterans of America Foundation, an international organization that addresses the causes and consequences of war. I, on the other hand, applaud the intellectual consistency in the position. Namely, that a legislator's vote or record of votes has no bearing or reflection on the secret plans or inclinations of that legislator. Especially when a legislator runs for a position in the executive branch. Because that's one of the arguments for a Kerry presidency featuring military strength and, you know, that archaic concept of I do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect, and defend the Constitution of the United States without the asterisk and footnote except where conflicts with the directives of the United Nations as formulated by France, Germany, Ghana, Syria, or China. (Link seen on Ranting Profs.) Et Tu, Wisconsin? Protesters attack Bush Cheney HQ in West Allis. (Link courtesy of homie Sean Hackbarth.) Tuesday, October 05, 2004
Some Good Things Just Don't Go Together Just like sex and a Sunday afternoon in late November, where the temperature hovers around twenty degrees in the sun, at Lambeau Field watching the Green Bay Packers and God's Gift to Wisconsin Brett Favre throw for a couple of touchdowns with two or fewer interceptions, some things that are good individually don't combine to make something better. Just like caffeinated ginseng beer. In a word: Ew. John Edwards Goes Negative - On Me According to this Drudge Flash, John Edwards has decided to forego negative attacks on the president and to carry it directly to the electorate:
SEN. JOHN EDWARDS (D-NC) (clip of a speech): "I'd say if you live in the United States of America and you vote for George Bush, you've lost your mind." Lyrics Misheard by Emily Dickinson Jane's Addiction, "Been Caught Stealing":
Sudden Pelf. Sudden Pelf and Waved it into the air! And we did it just like that. When we want something, We don't want to pay for it. Monday, October 04, 2004
Thank Goodness for Concealed Carry Emily Dickinson, Poem 551:
Confronting Sudden Pelf -- A finer Shame of Ecstasy -- Convicted of Itself -- A best Disgrace -- a Brave Man feels -- Acknowledged -- of the Brave -- One More -- "Ye Blessed" -- to be told -- But that's -- Behind the Grave -- I have but one vow: if I'm ever confronted by a sudden Pelf, the damn Pelf will get the worst of it. Good Question Courtesy of triticale - the wheat/rye guy:
Renaming the Hamlet Test Some IT shops within the greater St. Louis area have learned to fear the Hamlet test, wherein a software tester (whose identity shall remain hidden to protect him from the raging hordes of developers seeking revenge) pastes the entire contents of Shakespeare's Hamlet into a text box to see what happens when he tries to commit it to the database. Well, those same developers should prepare themselves for the next generation of the Hamlet test: Hamlet in Klingon. Unicode includes Klingon letters, ainna? Meanwhile, Further Down The Slippery Slope In Minnesota, a 17-year-old prewoman (because girl is sexist nomenclature, donchaknow) is running for mayor. The biggest obstacle, aside from being only a write-in candidate and being unable to vote for herself:
"I doubt the judge would be able to say no to the popular vote," she said. "The people's right to choose prevails over (state law)." (Link courtesy of The Spoons Experience.) Sunday, October 03, 2004
Brian Misses Hockey Emily Dickinson, Poem 544, circa 1862:
But wrought their Pang in syllable -- That when their mortal name be numb -- Their mortal fate -- encourage Some -- The Martyr Painters -- never spoke -- Bequeathing -- rather -- to their Work -- That when their conscious fingers cease -- Some seek in Art -- the Art of Peace -- Saturday, October 02, 2004
The Next Logical Step Down The Slippery Slope State Representative Frank Boyle of northern Wisconsin gives insight into the proper role of the citizen:
Government seizes private property to whomever it thinks will generate the most tax revenue for it. What logically stops it from next using its citizens in the best, most revenue-enhancing way? More on the outrage at Boots and Sabers. Further Tales of Psuedobachelorhood Courtesy of Spoons. While the mice are away, the cats will play...with Spoons, who has nothing better to do. Another Helpful Error Message Here's a friendly error message courtesy of Amazon.com: Browser Bug?
Error handling by blaming the user and the user's Web browser. Swell, Amazon. Undoubtedly, your developers have convinced your project managers that this is acceptable, when it's clearly not. Book Review: Instant Replay: The Green Bay Diary of Jerry Kramer by Jerry Kramer / Edited by Dick Schaap I bought this book for a dollar at the cheap bookstore in Springfield (you know, the one on Glenstone. Come on, people, work with me here; the name's not important, the six for five dollars hardbacks in the very back are). As the football season geared up, I thought this would be a worthy read, and hey, it was. Packers partisanship aside, it's a good book. The book chronicles the 1967 football season from the point of view of the veteran guard. He kept notes and recorded his thoughts on tape every day from the training camp through the end of season. It reminded me a lot of Blue Fire: A Season Inside the St. Louis Blues which I read last year; however, the two differ in that instead of a sportswriter, the point of view is all player. So in our daily capsules, we get inside the concerns of a 31 year-old football player, slightly afraid that he's losing a step to the younger players. We're coming fresh off of the Packers second consecutive NFL championship and their win in Super Bowl I. Kramer's got lots of outside investments that he worries over, and he mentions from time to time what's he's reading during the season. But the book does focus on the Packers, playing with Lombardi and with the loss of Paul Hornung to the new New Orleans Saints expansion team. As I mentioned, the book's told in a diary style, with each day having its paragraphs or pages whether Kramer goes hunting or participates in the Ice Bowl. This makes it easy to read in short chunks, although the pace and voice really make it entertaining enough to read in larger doses. Since the book chronicles an era before my birth, part of its charm lies in its details about a world I'd never know. Green Bay and Milwaukee described in the late 1960s and no mention of the War in Viet fucking Nam, man. Which differs, strangely, from the football season 2004, where the whole world's talking about that war. One does get a point of contrast between some aspects of the game then and the game today--no agents, limited free agency, and so on. And on the field: well, let's just give this some eighties kid perspective: the Jerry Kramer's biggest concerns in the opponents he needs to block are Father Murphy, Webster's adoptive father George Papadapolis, and Officer Moses Hightower. That's just weird. Friday, October 01, 2004
Don't Do Us Any Favors Those of you who didn't start watching the debates at 6:30 on CSPAN missed their interview with the University of Miami president and her remarks from the lowered microphone that she'd arranged classes, other acadaemic stuff, and a voter registration drive to get students more involved in the carnival that took place at University of Miami yesterday. Donna "I Am Not Bowzer" Shalala. Former Secretary of Health and Human services under William J. Clinton. Former head of University of Wisconsin (Mad). Organizing voter registration drives. Thanks, Shalalala. With So Many Words, How Could You Pick Just One? Thomas Eagleton opines in the St. Louis Post-Dispatch in a piece entitled IRAQ: One word says it all: disaster:
Beg your pardon, Senator, but I disagree. I see differences between this war and the telewars of this century held up for cheap political points by forgotten (and hopefully, soon-to-be-forgotten) senators. I expect that history will judge the Iraq war much like it judges the Spanish-American War, The Mexican-American War of 1848, the Mexican incursions in 1910, or more recently the invasion of Panama; a small war remembered by a few historians and unfortunately not many citizens. Or history will judge the Iraq war like the reckless Iwo Jima incursion: a small battle with its own costs in service of a greater war. But history will not, no matter how hard some self-appointed men of history try, judge Iraq as a carbon-copy of Viet Nam. Opening Fire with the Forward Moonbattery The Bush administration, which rules the world and all of nature through Haliburton and Enron and Martha Stewart Omnipedia with the full support of the Optimists International and Boy Scouts of America, has decided to distract voters from its horrible environmental policies which are turning the northwest into desert and are strip mining all of the sanity from the northeast by temporarily closing the ozone aperature that its supporters at Coppertone paid for. It's the only possible explanation!!!1!!! Yeah, Me Too Instapundit reports reports over 8,000,000 hits last month and predicts that he'll see a traffic drop after the election. Hey, this site had 3,000 hits last month, and I think it will drop after the election, too. Actually, I think it will drop this month without an Instalanche to spur about a third of the total monthly traffic in a single day. But I don't write for the casual Internet readers. I toss off my insights for my own gratification and for you, the discriminating Internet reader. Something Stink in Suburbia? The Critics Love It Has anyone else noticed how metropolitan critics absolutely rave about television shows, novels, movies, and other art that celebrates how suburban life with suburban homes, commutes, and families suck? The San Francisco Chronicle's Tim Goodman gushes over Desperate Housewives. |
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