Musings from Brian J. Noggle
Sunday, September 07, 2008
 
The Culture Wars Are Over, And Somebody Won
I'm sitting in my sainted mother's living room, and I flip through one of the innumerable catalogs she gets. It's the Carol Wright gifts catalog, from which I and she have ordered many Christmas presents and trinkets for loved ones in years past. An innocuous piece of cataloguery, or so I thought.

Until I hit the page that had the personal massagers, male enhancement products, and Naked Aerobics/Naked Yoga and Tai Chi DVDs.

Crikey, Carol Wright--Carol Wright!--has a sexual aids section (NSFW, probably).

I mean, I'm not shocked on account that these things are available, but I am shocked that I found them amongst the throw blankets, quilted air conditioner covers, and magnetic windshield covers.

What's next? A Vibrating Touch of Class?


Saturday, September 06, 2008
 
Twenty Years Later: A Cynical Musical Interlude
The Bangles "An Eternal Flame", their biggest hit, released in 1988:

By 2008, the poet-narrator's "eternal flame," whom she married in 1990, has left her after succeeding at his career (success being a district manager in a repair-shop-directed auto parts chain) for a 24-year-old whom he met at a coffeeshop in Indianapolis, IN, during a national sales meeting and who "rocked his world." In 2008, our poet-narrator has been single for 6 years and has begun dealing with empty-nest syndrome as the only child from her "eternal flame" relationship (born ahead of the marriage) has left to go to school in San Francisco.

She's got nothing left, just a mother nearby who has given up trying to console her daughter and a couple of people whom she calls every couple of months, trying not to impose upon them but ultimately proving too morbid for a return to their early friendship, which she sacrificed to her husbands' interests (now, they're married and raising children and don't want to relate to her experience).

Pleasant dreams.


Friday, September 05, 2008
 
The Singular of Data Is Anecdote
Well, not really, but the Sarah Palin thing has really affected the base. How do I know? VenomKate has gone all-Palin, all-the-time (I need room for one more link, so here it is).

Previously, she'd been down on the party and down on Bush, but now she's onboard for Old Dude/Naughty Librarian 2008.


Thursday, September 04, 2008
 
I'm Stuck In The Reagan Years
A bit of perspective from tonight's IM conversation with gimlet:
    gimlet: so are you busy hoping for audacious change?
    Brian Noggle: Dude, I'm stuck in the eighties. I want bodacious change.
    gimlet: that's pretty rad
    Brian Noggle: But I'd settle for gnarly.

 
Meanwhile, In The Comments
A self-described anarchist/libertarian embraces government mandates when they improve his quality of life.

Once in a while we get real discussions here on MfBJN, and sometimes they don't involve grief-stricken parents.


 
Book Report: The April Robin Murders by Craig Rice and Ed McBain (1958)
This book comes from early in McBain's career, and it's not even really a McBain book. Instead, it's McBain finishing a book started by another author. However, unlike Robert B. Parker taking over a Raymond Chandler novel, McBain's mannerisms and stock characterizations don't appear. Maybe it's too early in his career and he didn't develop the stock. That said, this is a Craig Rice book that Ed McBain worked on.

It's a little pulpy bit about two New York street photographers (who have had other capers in previous books) who decide to move to Hollywood to get rich and famous. Bingo, the brains of the outfit, almost thinks he has control of the situations and is atop things, but he's not. Handsome, the athletic and good-looking part of the duo, seems to follow Bingo's every word, but he has a tendency to go above and beyond his instructions in a beneficial way. Ergo, the characters have a sort of double-effect to them. On one hand, they seem buffoonish, but might only seem buffoonish on the surface.

In a series of events, they're sold a mansion by a con man whose receipt carries the actual signature of the presumed murdered former owner. Then, the housekeeper and caretaker is actually killed in the house. As the duo run through their cash reserves hiring attorneys and whatnot, while trying to figure out who killed the previous owner, who killed the housekeeper, and whatever happened to April Robin, the starlet who first owned the house.

An amusing little book. I enjoyed it and wouldn't mind reading the straight-up Craig Rice books in the series.

Books mentioned in this review:


 
Proud Moments in Cinematography
I lost several moments of Sarah Palin's speech last night and didn't catch the next paragraph after the John McCain uses his career to promote change because the cutaway shot went to a camera focused on a woman's bosom:

Nice, tight shot


Which the cameraman widened as quickly as he could, but ultimately too late to save me from near hysterical laughter:

Widen!  Widen!  Widen!


You can enjoy it for yourself:

It occurs with about 8:30 to go.

I bet that cameraman got a talking to. Or a promotion to the CCTV security team.


Wednesday, September 03, 2008
 
Voting Maxim
I'd rather be governed by a rich man or a man who married rich who went into the government than a man who went into the government and got rich.


Tuesday, September 02, 2008
 
The Race to 10% Is On
Three sales tax increases are on the ballot this time around for St. Louis County.
    Joseph Goeke, Republican director of the St. Louis County Election Board, said this would mark the first time that a county ballot included three such proposals.

    "We went back through the records and couldn't find another," he said.

    The three taxes, if passed, would apply countywide, not just in the unincorporated areas. Two of the taxes would affect every consumer; the third would affect only those who spend more than $2,000 on out-of-state purchases.
Notice that this would only prove to be a .75% increase to all sales in St. Louis County if these pass, not including sales taxes by your municipality or "community improvement district" (aka unaccountable unelected bureaucracy enrichment zones).

A couple more penny increases each season, and suddenly we're talking real money, I suppose.


To say Noggle, one first must be able to say the "Nah."