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So, I know I’m probably the last one (including the three other people I was with), but I went and saw Traffic last night. Despite the fact that *drool* Salma Hayek was only in it for 30 seconds, it was an awesome movie. However, there are reasons that I don’t go to see movies that often, and they were all represented last night:
– Ticket cost: $9.25
– The trio of girls giving the running commentary (although they were hilarious [rough excerpt: at dinner at the Judge’s (Michael Douglas) house. Mom is telling daughter, Caroline, how her father knows the president. Reply from girls as the Caroline character: “Really? I smoke dope!”] OK, maybe you had to be there.)
– *sigh* cell-phones-cell-phones-CELL-PHONES! Even after someone’s La Cucaracha ring elicited a, “Turn that shit off!” followed by applause, people were still taking calls.
– The person behind me who bought the super jug of popcorn. I know that that’s perfectly acceptable movie behaviour, but the steady *crunch* pause *crunch* pause *crunch* was driving me crazy.
– The fact that I was surrounded by seething humanity
Besides that, though, good times, good times. And sitting in the dark with your friends is always fun.
Good morning. It’s Friday. Many people have the day off. I do not. I have decided to waste away the day in protest. Perhaps you’d like to join me?
– Visit Meg for the definitive word on pugs.
– Read about Bill Shatner (props to Kottke)
– grocery conspiracy…
– I recommend heading over to bluishorange because, err, I dunno, I think Alison is cool.
– try Urban Forest cause she’s rad.
– as you know, Northpoint bought the farm, leaving many ISP’s like Telocity in the lurch, and this is the how Tara found out.
– oh, and your taxes are due
Damn, I was going to blog about Black & White but Ern beat me to it. In fact, he seems to have had a similar evening . Hmmmm.
At any rate, if you are at all a computer dork and also have delusions of grandeur, you must get this game. By way of describing it,let me just say this:
Two words: You. Are. A. God.
A little humorous geocentrism from Mark:
Something’s been bothering me about this China-US airplane collision contretemps. I don’t like to comment on issues of international diplomacy because I’ve found that people are jealous of my knowledge and grasp of the subject. So, I’ve left this question unvoiced. I can’t put it off any longer:
China has jets?
Yeah, I made “geocentrism” up, what’s it to ya?!
As some of you may know, I used to work at Lockheed Martin. [Ed. Note: For a reminder of how Dave feels about that, go here] When working in a company as large as Lockheed, you are very likely to work on a project without ever meeting several members of your team; only contacting them through telecon’s and e-mail.
In one particular situation, I was in exclusively e-mail communication with a Quality Engineer. He had the absolutely best name, to the point where I decided unequivocally to name my first-born son in his honor. His name, gentle curious readers, was:
Panelo Jack
Awesome! Everytime I read it in my Inbox, I’d say, “Arggggh! I be Panelo Jack, scourge of the Seven Seas!” which would, more often than not, be followed by my best estimate of a peg-legged jig. I cannot tell you, how much I loved this name. I called praises upon Panelo Jack’s parents for their bravery and good foresight in bequeathing upon their offspring such a proud and intimidating name. I honored further Panelo Jack himself for actually keeping such a name and not changing it to say, John Tesh (speaking of which, did you know that he’s a pawn in the new Communist regime?).
Imagine my disapointment when I found out one day that my mighty sea-captain was, in fact, named Jack Panelo. Ah maaaaaaan!
Places on my phone bill that I don’t remember calling:
– Atlanta, GA
– Redwood City, CA
– Culver City, CA
– San Bernardino, CA
So I went to Fry’s after work to do some serious dorking-out (you know perusing the video games, grabbing the latest issue of Wired, beaming my contact information between all the other nerds, etc.). While walking into the store, I noticed one of the employees emptying the garbage can out front. He proceeded to sort out the Coke cans and plastic bottles, gather them up, and then go throw them in the bushes! I was incensed! In this day and age, and in the usually progressive area I lived in, I simply could not fathom that some jerk would deliberately be throwing recyclable materials into the bushes!
Then I realized he was “seeding” the shrubbery for the homeless people that scour the area at night. It’s kind of sweet actually, setting it all up so the unfortunates would at least achieve a sense of accomplishment.
In another article about blogs, our hero Ev was introduced as:
“…the man behind the blogging fad is an unassuming college dropout from Nebraska, all of 28 years old and largely self-taught in the ways of computer code.”
I wish I was an unassuming college dropout.
OK, despite the fact that I’m basically giving them free advertising (what with my colossal several dozens audience and all), and the further fact that this guy uses AOL (which I am categorically opposed to [as you should also be]), he did make mention of my Calder-rips in his e-mail, and I’m totally going to buy what he’s selling, so…I give you:
Part desk ornament, part intereactive Rodin porn…how can you go wrong?!
