Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
The grandiose title immediately attracted me when this came across my goodread's friends feed last year and the outraged reviews drew me in further. Slate covered it in an episode of their bookclub podcast (highly recomended) where, I guess in a reaction to the "all the hype", they almost panned it, or basically said that it had interesting bits but that was it. However, they mentioned that Carl Wilson (Celine Dion 33 1/3 author) was the author's ex-husband and that further intrigued me.
There was lots of stuff I underlined and really liked here. I guess it really depends on whether or not you give people the benefit of the doubt that when they say something indulgent or crazy that they are self aware enough to know how that sounds and have chosen to trust you, the listener, to grant them latitude and work with them in pursuing an interesting conversation. The preceding is almost impossible to do if you always assume you're infinitely smarter than everyone you talk to.
I think this book was supremely edited, I can't remember the last time I propelled my self through pages like I did here, wait yes I can Moneyball, but that was an audiobook : ). I've had little experience with the art school types, that the author would seem to represent, but the brushes I've had I've found to be frustrating and disappointing, however a bad argument is preferable to a bland conversation any day. I thought the character of the author seemed pretty insufferable, but still hold that there were way more than the average amount of interesting sentences being put down. I think the "Ugly Painting Contest" deserved the amount of time she gave it. I thought that I was passed maxed out on the discussion of Jewishness but she found fresh bits. The nice feel and pace of the book actually reminded me of my favorite author Leonard Michaels, maybe that's my mental flub. I could have done without the more explicit paragraphs in the book, but I guess they helped break up the prose.
Give it a chance you'll probably hate it!
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Because let's face a guy with my demands can't go down to the Spitalfields Market, buy the vinyl single of this not on iTunes/poor man's Petula/haltingly uneven/uplifting kitschy gem then go home, and some how rip it so he can put it on repeat one. Ignore the red herring prompts to download any software to grab the video and then figure out some way to rip the audio.
tags On Repeat 1
I can't/don't want to think of a person who wouldn't find this site radically awesome. Questions are presented on a grid in Jeopardy! blue.
I haven't used this app yet, but had been looking in vain for its ilk for awhile. I end up playing against a lot of opponents plagued with what gamers call AP or "analysis paralysis". I like to view complicated games like a standardized test; the questions aren't terribly hard and it's the timed aspect that's a killer. The 6-Player version of this app is $0.99, which nice considering the only physical version available is prohibitively expensive. Victory Points/Time Used = Winner.
Monday, January 7, 2013
Monday, December 24, 2012
Monday, October 22, 2012
This is my favorite thing that I've ever read.
Maybe I just ruined it for you, but seeing how, like many great things it succeeds on multiple levels, at least three; I don't think I did. How something can be so incredible and fly under my radar for so long is one of the things that would keep me up at night if anything could. The "In Bruges" writer/director gives large doses of the only two qualities I want: wit and profundity. The dialogue is superb, but even it takes a back seat to the overall depth and pure story that unfolds. I abhor gruesome things, but unlike a young B.E. Ellis a young M.M. spins the grotesqueness to achieve something more than just thoughtfulness about the pure shock of it.
I jumped on this because Adam on Filmspotting said it was amazing, so I owe him yet again. Please tell me something that reaches the heights (wrong word) of The Pillowman with anything close to the same economy and I'll read it immediately. I'm almost glad I read this instead of seeing the play because I had time to stop and laugh out loud, and some remove from the intensity. NOTE: I read this in two sittings, 1/3 first and then the rest the next night; I assume this had a positive effect and ensured substantial immersion.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
I wanted to watch this on loop, but couldn't find a gif that showed all the angles. Click here for an unembedable higher res video. Terrell Owens might give Z a run for his money in any mental endeavor, but man what a shot. Try this or lob a ball to someone you think is good at the sport to fully appreciate the 99.99th percentilism going on here. I attempted the lobbed version once when I was fifteen and then went back to throw-ins and Sega.
Monday, August 20, 2012
Nothing too gripping here, feel free to move along. Basically the author says that all the non-canonicals have at best two quotes that the big four don't and the only thing the former are good for is relating that second and third century Christians weren't as much on the same page as maybe the "winners" would have you believe. I went after this because it was short, in audio form, and I didn't want to be completely in the dark on the subject. Well mission accomplished, but it wasn't much fun. I confirmed that The Gospel of Thomas is the first loser, and now I can start straining to work "well it's not like you found the Nag Hammadi codices" into conversation.
Sunday, August 19, 2012
I had a near-death/staring into the abyss episode recently and swore that if I arrived unscathed on the other end I'd remedy the fact that these superb photos were languishing on my iphone. The dates of these are all over the place.
I think this sprawl of Queen Anne's Lace should have a one episode arc in season three. Yes, that would be pretty acute, but Fellows has it in him.
Yes, being the proud new owner of my first Baracuta G9 Harrington I do wear it to bed as well.
Before I went home to visit my parents I came across a Merton documentary on Netflix. After supper one night I naively asked my father if he had ever heard of the man.
Sometimes this city gives you organic homemade ketchup and a room temperature beer, and you understand why they lost the empire; and other times they casually throw something great like the above at you.
Is that Randall Jarall in my pocket or am I just trying to blend in with the neighborhood. I figured this was as good as it's going to get so I better document it in two mirrors.
San Diego wowing me by just doing what it does.
Right, right it wasn't supply and demand. It was the country that completely funded our revolution.
Mmmm. Titles actually read available upon request.
This S-10 must have really loved America.
That was a good night, rankings available upon request.
This was an enjoyable 4 Hour Body-ish lunch. That English mustard is really super, unfortunately it, like sriracha, has sugar as an ingredient, but it's wasabi punch has me dipping straight out of the jar. It's become an important part of my life.