Archive for April, 2007
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Friday, April 20th, 2007Four more blocks of sweet, sweet recommendations. Remember, these are targeted. It’s like a doctor and I’m writing prescriptions. Except that in this case I’m most likely suggesting things that are going to make you sicker. But happier! So maybe a little more like a drug dealer. [Speaking of. Hot Fuzz is the funniest thing [...]
The New Math: Fully-Operational Battle Station Edition, Part 1
Tuesday, April 17th, 2007Right, well, that got rather more of a response than I’d expected. I promised to do five by Thursday, but obviously you people have a lot of time on your hands and so I figure I’d best try to overdeliver. BG says: Okay, I’ll bite… This is: Spinal Tap The Last Waltz Rushmore Eternal Sunshine [...]
The New Math: A Test Of My Powers
Tuesday, April 17th, 2007On the list of sentences parents of yore didn’t find themselves uttering: “We need to pack DVDs for the hospital.” I don’t necessarily think we’ll be watching a whole lot of them, but we’ve heard that it’s nice to have distractions available for labor, the hospital rooms have plasma TVs (!), we like to have [...]
A Game Deferred
Monday, April 16th, 2007Alan, Wil and I went to yesterday’s Dodgers/Padres game. As it was the sexedecennial of Jackie Robinson’s first game with the Dodgers, there were many tributes, personages in attendance, etc. The cloud cover was surprisingly threatening for Los Angeles and I was thinking, man, I got a great headline for a post if the game [...]
Ask And Ye Might Receive
Thursday, April 12th, 2007Jer tipped me off about a happy new development in the world of Sidekicks, which is the upcoming Sidekick ID, a nerfed version of the 3 that does exactly what I want my mobile to do (take notes, send email, make the occasional phone call, play solitaire) without any of the stuff that occasionally gets [...]
When You’re Dead, You’re Dead
Wednesday, April 11th, 2007This is the only story of mine whose moral I know. I don’t think it’s a marvelous moral; I simply happen to know what it is: We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be. Kurt Vonnegut Jr., from his introduction to Mother Night Requiescat in [...]
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