August 28, 2006
Congratulations!
To Xrlq and the lovely Mrs. X on the birth of their second son,
Xrlq 3.0! And also to big brother Xrlq 2.0
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August 27, 2006
I gotta say....
The blogosphere is as small a world as real life. Especially when you find out that people read blogs you never expected them to know about.
Jes' sayin.
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Yes! Very, very true. I've seen it more than once.
Posted by: Deb at August 27, 2006 07:24 AM (pv8a9)
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I know what you mean. And it was crushing to find out Bono thinks I'M a poseur!
Posted by: Velociman at August 27, 2006 09:09 AM (AkTxh)
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Had a close encounter of the bloggy kind, did we?
Posted by: Lisa W. at August 27, 2006 09:25 AM (/b6MF)
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I love how blogging has decreased the size of the world.
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August 25, 2006
Best Post Title of the Day
Dafydd of Big Lizards: "
Run Silent, Run Kosher"
It's a great
article too, about Israel's new Dolphin nulear submarines
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I wonder if the new subs will cause detente or de bomb
Posted by: GUYK at August 26, 2006 06:54 AM (iAhlK)
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That is pretty funny ... I happened to have been watching
Run Silent, Run Deep just this past Saturday night on PBS.
I wonder if the headline was an impetus to show the film ... (~?~)
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August 23, 2006
Damn I'm old....
This year's Beloit College "
Mindset List."
75 things that the Class of 2010 doesn't know:
(
before you bitch at me, remember this is what the average 18 year old thinks, according to Beloit)
1. The Soviet Union has never existed and therefore is about as scary as the student union.
2. They have known only two presidents.
3. For most of their lives, major U.S. airlines have been bankrupt.
4. Manuel Noriega has always been in jail in the U.S.
5. They have grown up getting lost in "big boxes".
6. There has always been only one Germany.
7. They have never heard anyone actually "ring it up" on a cash register.
8. They are wireless, yet always connected.
9. A stained blue dress is as famous to their generation as a third-rate burglary was to their parents'.
10. Thanks to pervasive head phones in the back seat, parents have always been able to speak freely in the front.
11. A coffee has always taken longer to make than a milkshake.
12. Smoking has never been permitted on U.S. airlines.
13. Faux fur has always been a necessary element of style.
14. The Moral Majority has never needed an organization.
15. They have never had to distinguish between the St. Louis Cardinals baseball and football teams.
16. DNA fingerprinting has always been admissible evidence in court.
17. They grew up pushing their own miniature shopping carts in the supermarket.
18. They grew up with and have outgrown faxing as a means of communication.
19. "Google" has always been a verb.
20. Text messaging is their e-mail.
21. Milli Vanilli has never had anything to say.
22. Mr. Rogers, not Walter Cronkite, has always been the most trusted man in America.
23. Bar codes have always been on everything, from library cards and snail mail to retail items.
24. Madden has always been a game, not a Super Bowl-winning coach.
25.
Phantom of the Opera has always been on Broadway.
26. “Boogersâ€� candy has always been a favorite for grossing out parents.
27. There has never been a "skyhook" in the NBA.
28. Carbon copies are oddities found in their grandparents' attics.
29. Computerized player pianos have always been tinkling in the lobby.
30. Non-denominational mega-churches have always been the fastest growing. religious organizations in the U.S.
31. They grew up in minivans.
32. Reality shows have always been on television.
33. They have no idea why we needed to ask "...can't we all just get along?"
34. They have always known that "In the criminal justice system the people have been represented by two separate yet equally important groups."
35. Young women's fashions have never been concerned with where the waist is.
36. They have rarely mailed anything using a stamp.
37. Brides have always worn white for a first, second, or third wedding.
38. Being techno-savvy has always been inversely proportional to age.
39. "So" as in "Sooooo New York", has always been a drawn-out adjective modifying a proper noun, which in turn modifies something else.
40. Affluent troubled teens in Southern California have always been the subjects of television series.
41. They have always been able to watch wars and revolutions live on television.
42. Ken Burns has always been producing very long documentaries on PBS.
43. They are not aware that "flock of seagulls hair" has nothing to do with birds flying into it.
44. Retin-A has always made America look less wrinkled.
45. Green tea has always been marketed for health purposes.
46. Public school officials have always had the right to censor school newspapers.
47. Small white holiday lights have always been in style.
48. Most of them have never had the chance to eat bad airline food.
49. They have always been searching for "Waldo".
50. The really rich have regularly expressed exuberance with outlandish birthday parties.
51. Michael Moore has always been showing up uninvited.
52. They never played the game of state license plates in the car.
53. They have always preferred going out in groups as opposed to dating.
54. There have always been live organ donors.
55. They have always had access to their own credit cards.
56. They have never put their money in a "Savings & Loan"
57. Sara Lee has always made underwear.
58. Bad behavior has always been getting captured on amateur videos.
59. Disneyland has always been in Europe and Asia.
60. They never saw Bernard Shaw on CNN.
61. Beach volleyball has always been a recognized sport.
62. Acura, Lexus, and Infiniti have always been luxury cars of choice.
63. Television stations have never concluded the broadcast day with the national anthem.
64. LoJack transmitters have always been finding lost cars.
65. Diane Sawyer has always been live in
Prime Time.66. Dolphin-free canned tuna has always been on sale.
67. Disposable contact lenses have always been available.
68. "Outing" has always been a threat.
69.
Oh, The Places You'll Go by Dr. Seuss has always been the perfect graduation gift.
70. They have always "dissed" what they don't like.
71. The U.S. has always been studying global warming to confirm its existence.
72. Richard M. Daley has always been the mayor of Chicago.
73. They grew up with virtual pets to feed, water, and play games with, lest they die.
74. Ringo Starr has always been clean and sober.
75. Professional athletes have always competed in the Olympics.
h/t
Prof. Taylor
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I saw this yesterday and was delayed on posting about it because I had class last night. You beat me to it! =)
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And the saddest one for me?
There has never been a "skyhook" in the NBA.
I was a big Kareem fan growing up...always wore number 33 when I played...
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I'm on the cusp, I guess, because while I know what they all refer to, I'm still young enough to not know a lot about some of it.
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Sara Lee makes underwear? Does it taste like pound cake?
Posted by: jen at August 24, 2006 11:05 AM (UMVKj)
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Same thought as Jen!
Holy crap, I feel old!!
Posted by: Marie at August 24, 2006 11:35 AM (XzzJz)
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Sara Lee owns Bali, Hanes, Playtex and WonderBra!
Posted by: caltechgirl at August 24, 2006 11:56 AM (/vgMZ)
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The ones that get me are:
"Smoking has never been permitted on U.S. airlines" -- I don't even smoke; it just freaks me out that it's really been that long already since anyone could do so, because I remember it so clearly (she said, like an old biddy). CIGARETTE SMOKE ON A PLANE: it was like, a summer blockbuster.
And that cash register noise ringy-dingy thingy. Whoo boy. And clerks actually knowing how to -- this is TOO quaint -- "make change."
I guess not having microwave ovens, digital watches, CDs, is out too. And, OMG, NO internet! Aaaaaa!
Oh just shovel the dirt over my face now. I'm so over.
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Gee, you put me to shame, I feel like I still remember the list of what life was like 100 years ago in 1906. IÂ’ll send it to you, you can see how far we have come in a century, and we can speculate on what to next 100 years will bring.
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Dammit...feeling older than ever now. I'm in total agreement with Dogette over this.
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You feel old? Hell, I HAVE smoked on a plane. Some years ago.
Posted by: Ken S, Fifth String on the Banjo of Life at August 26, 2006 08:16 PM (YElNr)
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August 22, 2006
First Pictures of Blight Baby!
The Lady
Key has 'em.
Cute little Blighter!
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Twosday Fun
Today's story is inspired by my favorite book, and my husband's:
The candle guttered. A sharp wind blew through the tower, waking the abbe. The once orderly pile of scrolls was now scattered on the floor. Getting up quickly, l'abbe shut the window before the beating rain could erase the answers he was searching for. Grumbling to himself, he gathered the scrolls back to his table and settled down in the chair again.
The answer was so close. He knew it had to be written in these scrolls. But the ancient runes were written in a cryptic hand and the going was slow. To complicate matters, the abbe wasn't sure whether he really wanted to know the answers hidden in the ancient parchments at all. But he resumed his task. Sometime later he found a blank parchment. Something told him this was the key. But what was it? And what did it mean?
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The weight of the world was on the abbe. All he "had to do" was figure out what the ancient symbols meant. He also remembered the mysterious dream that was relayed to him by the governor's son, and along with those symbols he was totally baffled. He knew every nook and cranny of the tower that housed the documents, and he still couldn't find the right one.
Just as he was about to give up for the night, the abbe's assistant broke into the room. "Help, help! there is a disturbance at the outer guard house." Who could it be, is all that he could think...and with the all of the searching he had been doing, he was totally blitzed. As he turned that last corner, all he could see was...
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his father, the one who taught him everything he knew. The abbe rubbed his eyes with exhaustion and bewilderment. How could this be, his father travelled from such a distance and for what, he asked himself.
"I figured it out" his father shouted, we have the answer. I had to come and share it with you. But here is the catch...
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The abbe adjusted his gaze upon his father, yet, it wasn't his father. This man was a shroud of the man he once knew. "Once you have the answer, it will consume you. I have only a short time left, but what is contained in those scrolls is of the utmost importance. The fate of humanity lies in those scrolls."
The abbe gathered the old man in his arms, waived off the guards and retreated to warmer confines. Helping his father up the stairs to the tower, a wave of apprehension hit him.
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Fear gripped the abbe and lay upon him like a blanket. The cold night air swirled on the stairs at their feet and the rain seemed to penetrate the very walls of the sanctuary, to penetrate his skin, his mind. The abbe tightened his grip on the old man and felt his father's bones beneath the wet wool. "Dear God," the abbe prayed silently, "please dont let be...." And then he knew, and knew well, what the old man would say.
He had known the terrible answer with every pen stroke. He had drowned himself in monochromatic lines of ink on parchment, blind to the brightly burning visions of destruction dancing on the walls.
"Oh dear God," he prayed aloud beseeching like a child in the presence of a demon. His father turned and smiled.
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The abbe watched in awesome fear as his father's head slowly morphed into the head of a deep, dark, green snake. "Yessssssssssssss", his father said with a forked tongue that grew longer and longer as his father's body was transformed into something. Something with sparkling scales. Something with diamond eyes. Something with massive wings.
"Yessssssssssss", said the abbe's father. "I am one with the Dragon King.
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August 19, 2006
More Map Coolness and a Guessing Game
Have you checked out
Wikimapia yet?
I found it this morning and spent 20 minutes adding the places from my childhood. And, what a treat, the pictures are several years old, so I was able to find this:

This is the place where my darling husband proposed to me. It's a Costco and a Home Depot now. Anyone wanna guess what it was? (hint: the left side is already being demolished, the right side is still intact...) Anyone who ACTUALLY knows the answer (BN, SS, etc.) isn't allowed to play!
h/t Cobb, who put in a lot of cool places, too.
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Looks like a four-screen drive-in movieplex.
Posted by: McGehee at August 19, 2006 01:22 PM (lAOTn)
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I have no clue - but, a church or a school?
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I'm with McGehee and Beth C...the screens are gone, but the four grassy areas are where the cars parked?
Posted by: Mrs_Who at August 20, 2006 08:52 AM (eEMcx)
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Darn you. Darn you all to heck!
What a time sink. And I've only just begun to label Middleboro, Halifax, and other stuff in the area. At least I noticed some dork had no idea what the famous Powder Point Bridge was called, had labeled it "really long wooden bridge," and I was able to correct it.
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It is indeed a Drive In. Not grass, but gravelly, as on the right side of the picture.
Good guesses, all.
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Okay now I see it. I didn't know that's where he proposed, but it holds fond memories for Warne rand I too.
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August 17, 2006
A Blight has come upon the world....
The
Blight baby is here! Evidently mom and baby boy are
happy and
healthy!
Woot!
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Posted by: Amanda at August 17, 2006 05:40 PM (Zc7Av)
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Very good news indeed, Cat
Posted by: Catfish at August 18, 2006 04:40 PM (+Tda/)
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Thanks for keeping us updated! I am THRILLED for her!
Posted by: Dana at August 18, 2006 06:16 PM (uXuyq)
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August 15, 2006
Two for Tuesday
So here's the rules: read the story, add the next two paragraphs, and take the story where you think it should go! Wait for a couple of others before posting another pair of paragraphs! That's it.
Let's try a first-person story this week:
I walked along the road for miles it seemed. Hours and hours in the white sunlight, sparkling diamonds in the road. Fields of trees and crops alongside me. But I took no notice. Just to walk, that was my aim. To walk, and never stop.
Of course, some part of my mind knew that the walking would have to stop. That teeny, rational voice in the back of my head. The one we all grow to hate as we grow up. At some point, my feet would give out, or my back, and I would have to stop and find a place to rest. And so, I did.
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It looked like a boulder some farmer had dragged from his field to the edge of the gravel shoulder, smooth and round along the bottom but flatter along the top. I sat on it, paying no mind to the old woman tending the small garden across the road. My feet were hurting so badly I was afraid to take off my shoes.
I stretched my back, first to my right, then to my left, and wondered just what the heck I was doing. I was tired, thirsty and accomplishing absolutely nothing by walking away from my problems other than evading them for the moment.
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The breeze was blowing just enough to give me some relief. I closed my eyes and tried to cleanse my mind completely of all my troubles. I caught myself nodding a couple of times and then I was sleeping soundly against the rock.
With a jolt that caused the hair raised on my back, I felt something near me that should not be there. My radar was on, but I did not know if it was friendly or enemy. Something wasn't right, but I wasn't lucid enough to assess the situation.
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"I'm sorry, Dear. Did I startle you?"
It was the old woman from across the road. As I fought to slow my racing heart and shake off the cobwebs from my exhausted slumber, she reached into a pocket of her gardening apron and withdrew something in a cellophane wrapper.
"Have a piece of candy, Dear. It will make you feel better, she said.
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Gingerly accepting the candy from her gnarled outstretched hand I slowly rose from the ground.
"Thank you," I said brushing the dust from my pants. "I have no idea why I would go to sleep like that out here in the open..." Then glancing at the oddly sparkling bundle in my palm, "What flavor is it??"
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"It's like life dear," she replied with a coy smile. "It's any flavor you want it to be."
I looked at the odd sparkling, cellophane-wrapped delicacy in my hand like it was a mutated venom-dripping spider and tried to balance the rudeness of giving the candy back against the danger of eating it.
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I smiled at her and held my hand out as if to give it back. "My mom told me never to take candy from strangers." I said.
"Its all right sweetheart," she replied over her shoulder as she went back accross the street, "I'm not a stranger. Not at all."
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I do have a parched throat, how much harm can it do to eat this piece of candy? "You take the blue pill and the story ends... you take the red pill and you stay in Wonderland..." Heh. What the heck, I'll take the chance and eat the candy. Afterall, wasn't the point of this walk to find an escape from reality?
I unwrapped the multi-colored cellophane, and examined the piece of candy. It is the strangest shade of purple I have ever seen. As I raise it to my face I notice it smells like vanilla. Curious; that's not at all what the color suggests it should smell like. I popped it into my mouth and noticed the lady watching me from across the road.
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I didn't notice the taste at first, if only because the candy piece was soft in my mouth. I spun it around my mouth, wondering how the hell it went from being a hard piece of candy to being as soft as warm taffy. It wasn't until I let it come to rest on my tounge that I actually noticed the taste - like milk chocolate and strawberries, fresh strawberries and that really good chocolate you can't find when you really need it.
I studied the old woman a moment, watching a grin come across her wrinkled face. But it was the garden that drew my attention. The old woman had no tools to tend it. Nor was there a house, or any building, visible in any direction. Just her small garden and my boulder on opposite sides of the road.
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I closed my eyes, knowing that this was some kind of bizarre dream. Yet as soon as they were shut, I felt a tapping on my shoulder. Startled, I spun around and there stood the old woman.
Still with the enigmatic smile that appeared on her face from across the road, she bent close to me. I could smell the fresh vanilla emanating from her as she leaned into my ear and whispered:
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"Down the rabbit hole, dear."
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August 11, 2006
All work and no play....
... makes this girl boring as hell.
We're off to
La Playa for a couple of days of sun and sand.
Be good while I'm gone, and play nice!
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AWESOME!!
Have a fab time!!
; )
Posted by: Christina at August 11, 2006 03:22 PM (NUhQR)
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Don't forget the sunblock! =)
Posted by: Amanda at August 12, 2006 07:19 AM (p2Ch3)
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Oooh yippee! I hope you had a great time!
Posted by: Janette at August 12, 2006 01:30 PM (OcgcA)
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I don't wanna be good!
have fun, chica!
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Pictures please - and not photoshopped ones!
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Pictures would be awesome! Have a great time!!
Posted by: Dana at August 14, 2006 11:34 AM (uXuyq)
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August 10, 2006
Goodbye Mr. Agony of defeat!
ABC's Wide World of Sports is about to be
no more:
"ESPN will become the overarching brand for all sports programming carried on the ABC Television Network beginning Saturday, Sept. 2 -- the debut of ABC's college football season. "We're using the word evolutionary," said George Bodenheimer, President, ESPN, Inc. and ABC Sports and Co-Chairman, Disney Media Networks. "We're trying to move the ball forward in sports television and we think this is another step in that direction." "
They quit showing the
iconic opening featuring the signature line "The Thrill of Victory and the Agony of Defeat" years ago, but it's still sad to think that we'll never see
Vinko Bogataj crash again.
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Yeah, "ESPN will become the overarching brand for all sports"......
Right.
Flip on ESPN right now and there's a darned good chance you'll see that exciting sport, POKER. Duh!
Posted by: Pee Wee at August 11, 2006 06:19 AM (VPW/H)
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I think we will see that clip again. It is part of the sports fabric, particularly the non-major sports fabric.
Posted by: Rob at August 11, 2006 12:45 PM (7JqtC)
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I'm actually old enough to remember that ESPN stands for "Entertainment and Sports Programming Network." Poker is at least entertaining. Then again, so is hockey, and it's an actual sport.
The thing that annoys me most about ESPN since they went cultural phenom on us is that they tend to be too full of themselves rather than of sports and entertainment.
And they can't ever take Wide World of Sports away from us. We used to pretend to BE Vinko! "Hey, Ma - look!"
[dives down stairs] "The Agony of Defeat!"
Posted by: Nightfly at August 11, 2006 01:02 PM (PuuC1)
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ESPN 8: The Ocho! If it's almost a sport, we cover it! ;-)
Posted by: Dave J at August 14, 2006 07:07 PM (SKqxt)
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Ben Stein Rocks the House
Again. Over and Over.
One excerpt:
"The line of the fight between civilization and barbarism runs right along the Israel-Lebanon non-border. If it's not won there, it won't be long until the front line is right here, and then it will be too late. When George Bush stands up for Israel, he stands up for the whole future of mankind. Yes, he has flaws and has made serious mistakes, but right now, he is a hero for the ages."
h/t
Gay Patriot
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I am SO done with Michelle Malkin
She called out one of my friends today. Called her a "sad moonbat" without even reading her post because like we have
all been doing, she lamented the new airline restrictions in the UK and the need for them.
Some of you know Helen, and you know she is neither sad nor a moonbat. She may be a self-described "crunchy granola vegetarian", but if anything, my dear friend is almost entirely apolitical.
I too am appalled by the idea that I would have to trust my cellphone, ipod, and laptop to the honesty of baggage handlers; that my nieces and nephew wouldn't be allowed crayons or snacks on a long, boring flight; that I can have my contact lenses, but not the solution I need to put them in my eyeballs; that racial profiling is a cheap shortcut in the battle against terror.
That Malkin calls such honest sadness "whining" and "moonbattery" is beyond me.
I think we should ALL be sad. I think it should strengthen our resolve to tear these motherfuckers a new asshole. I think it should make us more focused on using ALL the resources we can to identify the dickwads who would do this and find out what they intend before they do it.
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Malkin's entering Coulter territory, I've stopped reading her regularly (or with anything other than a grain of salt).
Name calling, while fun, really has no place in politics.
At some point, I'm thinking someone is going to have to have a Sister Solja (sp?) moment with the likes of Malkin/Coulter.
Posted by: KG at August 10, 2006 12:48 PM (m/1e2)
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Malkin's worse than Coulter. Coulter uses nastier invective, but only after researching her targets carefully to make sure they really did do whatever it is she's attacking them for doing. Malkin shoots in the dark.
Posted by: Xrlq at August 10, 2006 01:00 PM (pvbzO)
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I read Helen's entry, and later Malkin's, and think she's so totally wrong for insulting Helen like that. I don't agree with all these restrictions, because that's exactly what the terrorists want for us, to live in fear. My only concern is that my DH looks Arab, even though he is Cuban/French, so I sadly expect a lot of profiling in our future...
Posted by: Amanda at August 10, 2006 04:01 PM (EAn57)
Posted by: Jay at August 11, 2006 06:03 AM (/wOg3)
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Some of us were done with her long ago, and done with the whole blogospheric plague of lockstepism.
Posted by: Jay at August 11, 2006 06:04 AM (/wOg3)
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The test was because last night it wouldn't allow me to comment, so I saved it and was going to put it in a post if necessary. Yay for it working now!
Posted by: Jay at August 11, 2006 06:05 AM (/wOg3)
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What's wrong with a little whining now and then?
Some never started with Michelle.
Posted by: aaron at August 12, 2006 05:55 AM (8dJDM)
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I'm with both you and Helen.
WHen I do travel I have enough Radio Frequency gear, electronic sweep devices and other assorted items for my job that I almost
always end up being poked, prodded, searched, and 98% of the time questioned as to what I'm doing when i get somewhere.
I'm positively dreading even the thought of taking on a project over-sea's after this little shindig. I'll make it a requirement to travel by boat. Even if its a damn freighter.
Posted by: BloodSpite at August 12, 2006 06:59 PM (i81Vx)
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I ran into this attitude the other day.
I commented to someone: "I think I'm done with flying. I'm not worried about being blown up, but I am sick of taking my shoes off, being patted down, etc. And now - when on flights to and from Britain, they won't allow books, at least for now. I can't fly if I can't have something to read while I'm stuck in an aluminum tube for hours upon end. And don't get me started on the no-water rule."
and he pulled the "oooh, then the terrorists win" card. NO. I have chosen not to fly because I am scared but because I am FED UP. There IS a difference.
He also pulled the, "oh, you're just whining" card. Okay then. Say we decide to try to make them "stop hating" us. And part of that requires me to wear a burqa to work. Is my refusing to do that "whining"?
I think there's a point where we have to say, our quality-of-life is worth something. It's okay to be mad as hell because some of the little comforts of life are being taken away and new discomforts added.
I hope for a day when the Islamofascists (and other terrorists) are gone, and we don't have to put up with this crap any more. I don't believe it will happen, but I hope for it.
Posted by: ricki at August 13, 2006 02:32 PM (4ei3n)
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First you type:
"I too am appalled by the idea that I would have to trust my cellphone, ipod, and laptop to the honesty of baggage handlers; that my nieces and nephew wouldn't be allowed crayons or snacks on a long, boring flight; that I can have my contact lenses, but not the solution I need to put them in my eyeballs..."
Then you conclude with:
"I think it should make us more focused on using ALL the resources we can to identify the dickwads who would do this and find out what they intend before they do it."
That's what they're trying to do, Miss California Tech, but you're too busy CONTRADICTING YOURSELF. When they try to use "ALL the resources" they can, you are "too appalled by the idea."
NO KIDDING it is sad that our lives must be disrupted for Muslim murderers, but I'd rather live a few hours without my bottle of RE-NU or my iPod rather than being annihilated at 30,000 feet.
Perhaps you prefer the Re-Nu and the iPod?
Malkin understands what we're facing. You clearly do not.
Posted by: Mark at August 15, 2006 09:03 PM (XkuJr)
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Actually, Mr. way-more-interested in being sarcastic, using resources to the best of our abilities means BEING DAMN SMART about what we're doing, not taking away the freedoms of innocent people.
If we start taking these freedoms away, the terrorists win.
People like you and Michelle are giving them EXACTLY what they want: To divide us and then conquer.
Posted by: caltechgirl at August 15, 2006 09:06 PM (bM7x1)
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Your daily rant
don't fucking get me started on
these quacks.
Here's what got me:
"Head cases A few neurological differences between women and men from Louann Brizendine's "The Female Brain":
Thoughts about sex enter women's brains once every couple of days; for men, thoughts about sex occur every minute.
Women use 20,000 words per day; men use 7,000 per day.
Women excel at knowing what people are feeling; men have difficulty spotting an emotion unless someone cries or threatens bodily harm.
Women remember fights that a man insists never happened.
Women over 50 are more likely to initiate divorce."
NONE OF THESE ARE NEUROLOGICAL DIFFERENCES!
SOME of them have to do with functionality/ functional outcome, but for FUCK's SAKE, is it AT ALL responsible to say that because a woman is over 50 that she files for divorce because her brain is hard-wired to do so???? I mean COME ON.
MAYBE MAYBE you COULD make the case that women's brains are MORE dependent on the influence of sex hormones than men's and that after menopause function is decreased BECAUSE hormone levels drop.
Sorry to be so mad, but while I am technically a developmental neurobiologist, I am ALSO a neuroendocrinologist. Which means I study how hormone signals affect the brain. This is my field, folks.
It is ENTIRELY not clear that the differences in the way women and men think are at all somatic (body-based) rather than socially nurtured. There is a growing body of evidence that Estrogen and Testosterone drive certain biological processes in the brain, HOWEVER, E and T are both converted to the same physiologically active molecule (they're not that different to begin with). Some of the proposed difference may have to do with feedback mechanisms based on progesterone (P), which women have in abundance compared to men.
The idiot who wrote this book argues that women's brains are "wired for communication". Sure, fine, but IT IS NOT AT ALL CLEAR based on the available evidence that this wiring is a direct effect of having 2 X chromosomes. MUCH of the wiring in our brains, and in fact the very essence of what we believe about learning and memory, is based on our experience. The neurological imprint of experience shapes the pattern of wiring in our brains. If we speak multiple languages as children, for example, we are more able as adults to learn and comprehend multiple languages, as our brains are wired for it. Because Estrogen and Progesterone affect the processes of wiring, that may play a small role, but clearly, experience is the basis of preferential wiring and preferential connectivity.
There are some anatomical differences in the brains of men and women. First of all, men have bigger brains. No shit. They have bigger bodies. They also have bigger feet. the overlap is also pretty significant. There are some small areas within the brain that are smaller or larger between the sexes, most notably an area in the hypothalamus smaller than the end of your pinky that is significantly different between the sexes (except, purportedly in homosexuals....) according to Simon LeVay back in the late 80s/early90s. He's a pretty well respected researcher, even though some of his stuff is pretty controversial, like that study.
Grrrr.
Also, she talks about hormone cycling and clinical trials, and thats no longer a valid excuse. Women MUST be included in ALL trials where a therapeutic benefit to females may be achieved (so, that's everything but things like prostate cancer or ED...). Women who participate in studies that may be affected by their hormones have to keep track of their cycles and note if they are taking any other medications that could alter hormone levels or function, such as birth control, HRT, anti-cholesterol medications (statins especially), and some antibiotics. These factors are generally accounted for, and generally make no difference.
To sum up, while the premise of the book is not entrely bogus, based on her arguments in the interview and the "neurological differences" presented at the end, it is clear that this book is full of inconclusive data and incomplete understanding, and should be viewed as a POSSIBLE explanation for some of the cognitive/ personality/ functional differences between the sexes. And a far too simple one, at that.
Just also wanted to point out that it appears that the author of this book is in fact a "real" scientist, who evidently publishes research about hormones and depression.... So perhaps this book is an extended theoretical paper.
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I think YOU should write a book...I actually understand science stuff when you explain it!!
Posted by: Amanda at August 10, 2006 12:22 PM (ay+rD)
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And how does she explain the women who want it 3 times a day after the age of 30? Trust me when I say I am not the only one that has reached that point (though I think it has to do more with how you feel about yourself than 'wiring')... And I agree with Amanda. You make more sense and I like it better.
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But are you really mad? It's hard to tell, since you didn't threaten bodily harm to the writer. (From a woman who actually does have a hard time figuring out what people are feeling most of the time, and who has a 7-year-old son who has a larger vocabulary than some teenagers and is
extremely verbal.)
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Posted by: Ken S, Fifth String on the Banjo of Life at August 11, 2006 11:13 AM (UefPN)
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She also claims, "It has become more OK to talk about brain differences between genders over the past few years," - yeh right, tell that to Larry Summers, former president of Harvard... It's only possible to do so if you're a woman. She gets to make her speach on the body of "an old, dead, white, male."
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August 09, 2006
It was the Joooooooooos!
Cynthia McKinney and her goons blame the
usual suspects for her loss yesterday.
OTB has the video from Hannity and Colmes
here
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Holy crap you people are creative
I was offline all day yesterday and much of today due to a work excursion, and when I came back, there was a real story in place of the two paragraphs I left!
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August 08, 2006
Two Paragraph Tuesday
Well, here we go. Let's kick things off with two simple paragraphs, shall we?
Jenny was bored. She looked out the window and gazed over the lawn, and down the lane. Two hours until the mail arrived, the highlight of her day. After the white truck pulled away, she would walk down the lane to the street and see who was sending her junk mail this time. Then back up to the house to be bored again.
Life in the country is so wonderful, they'd told her. You'll love the quiet, the animals, the gentle breezes. Bullshit, she thought. Not even here a week and already everything seemed so bland. Standing up she turned from the window and moved toward the kitchen for a glass of water. A sudden noise made her turn back around. In the lane was a small man, neat of appearance, and moving quickly towards the house. He was clearly calling out, but she could not make out what he was saying.
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With visions of Alan Arkin shouting: "The RUSSIANS are coming!" she quickly began moving toward the front door, but when she passed the large mirror above the sofa and caught her own reflection, she decided she might need to throw something on before greeting her new visitor.
Moments later, she returned covered in a sheath dress with feet still bare. By that time, the man was alternately ringing the door bell and beating on the door. Hastily, she threw it open.
Posted by: Chrissy at August 08, 2006 05:06 AM (NUhQR)
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He came closer to the house and then she noticed in her hands an envelope. "I live down the way and I just got this Fed-Ex package delivered to my house instead of yours,by accident. I signed for it & then realized it was yours. This is the Country you know, they don't pay much attention to the signature."
I started screaming with joy as I ripped open the "Urgent" package. I knew what it was, what I had waited so long to see. The man, who introduced himself as Abe watched in delight as I squealed and did my girly type of screams.
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It was the specially made Tiara that Jenny had ordered from that weird Tibetan catalog that had been surrepticiously left at her doorstep a few weeks ago in a raging snowstorm. She lifted the Tiara from the package and slowly placed it on her head.
Suddenly, the light brightened, the colors became more vibrant, the air itself sparkled. Jenny turned and looked in the mirror - she could not believe what she saw!
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It was if she was transformed into a magical princess and he into a magical and charming prince. The shadows danced a waltz and music from someplace far away began to play.
Of course, when she opened her eyes and looked into the mirror, what she actually saw was her reflection with a very, very beautiful tiara atop her head. It did sparkle and shine, and it was just what she needed in order to bring her out of her writer's slump.
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Abe watched amused at the young woman as her face beamed with excitement. He could tell that the moment she placed the tiara onto her head, she had been momentarily transformed into a fairy tale. He waited patiently until she realized that he was still there. He wondered if he should just slip away back toward his house. But this woman intrigued him and he was fascinated by her reaction.
Jenny looked back toward her reflection then noticed Abe again. Slightly embarrassed at her display, she blushed. "I'm sorry, this tiara means a lot to me. It is exact replica of one my grandmother once had. She wore it for her debutante ball. She said she danced all night... I've only seen pictures of it -- it was stunning. I thought it might add a little excitement --" Jenny trailed off as she noticed this very handsome man, smiling and moving toward her.
"Would you care to dance, my lady?"
Posted by: Jody at August 08, 2006 07:12 AM (IEpte)
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Writers have to seek inspiration everywhere, and Jenny was no different. The mailman had become an assassin, the cat had inspired a tiger attack. Still, the pages didn't write themselves, so she wafted, princess-like, into the study and seated herself before her pc.
The cursor blinked in a demanding and accusatory manner, as if to say it has been too long. Her heroine was still in the clutches of her dangerous lover and the next plot point beckoned. Jenny moved her fingers to the keyboard, ready to begin, when suddenly a crash sounded from the back of the house.
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Jenny got up to investigate. She tiptoed cautiously down the hall.
"Owwww!", a man's voice called out from the kitchen in back. There was another loud clatter as of pots and pans clashing and falling, like the emptying of Fibber McGee's closet. "Owwwwwww!! That last step was a long one!"
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Recognizing the voice of the man who had brought her the package, she burst into the kitchen. "What in heaven's name do you think you are doing?!?! I thought I asked you to leave so I could get back to my work!"
"Sorry, Lass - but you have me too curious to go home now. I thought I could make the two of us a cup of tea and you could tell me about your writing." He shrugged, chagrined and still quite handsome with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "But if you really want me to leave, I'll...."
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But Jenny cut him off, "Sir, thank you for bringing my package. I din't mean to be rude. But I really have a lot of writing to finish and my editor is on my arse for the next few chapters and well, I'm really having a problem."
"Maebee I can help?" He replied, bowing his bowler hat and walking towards her computer. The strange neighbor sat down in front of Jenny's computer and began to type...
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Just what does he think he's doing? Jenny wondered to herself as Abe's fingertips flew over the keyboard, striking up yet another kind of music. It was music to her ears, that creative flow, and if she didn't end up having to scrap what this quirky yet handsome man wrote, then it was money in the bank.
"There." Abe leaned back in the chair, hands behind his head and a complacent smile upon his face. Jenny leaned in to read that which he had written..
Posted by: amelie at August 08, 2006 03:34 PM (n06OQ)
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Remember that movie "You've got Mail." Well, I have been the one reading your blog and commenting on it for the past year.
I am madly in love with you. We are meant to be together - forever and if you don't oblige...
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The hair on the back of Jenny's neck stood on end. What? How could that be? She had just moved to this barren boring county town. How did this Abe know who she even was?
Then Jenny remembered something. She moved here because she was offered the house on a lease to own, steal of a deal. Jenny always wanted to live in an old two story house with a wrap-around porch and this house fit the bill perfectly. Many nooks and crannies in which to explore. Jenny imagined one day her kids (she had none at the moment) playing hide-n-seek throughout the house. So how did mysterious Abe know what she wanted?
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"Women are so gullible," thought Abe. "A sincere-seeming front, exuding confidence, will get you what you want from them, every time.!"
Abe noticed just then that Jenny was regarding him with a rather earnest aspect. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he said.
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Jenny looked down at her bare feet and sheath dress then slowly raised her gaze to meet Abe's eyes. She didn't answer him, but looked at him with seductive eyes and a wry smile.
She thought of all those nooks and crannies and wondered what else he knew of her and her house. Her instincts were screaming at her to put the desk between them. Her talisman lay on the opposite corner. Holding his gaze she began to deftly move herself around the desk.
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Abe had felt just a few moments ago that this was going somewhere but hadn't realized that it was going somewhere so fast.
He stood up, ready and waiting Jenny's next move.
Jenny came right up to him and without taking her eyes from his asked "You are the owner of this house aren't you"?
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From Punctilious!
Her movements were slow and steady. Abe noticed she was inching away from the center of her desk, where she might logically have stashed a weapon. She was also moving away from the kitchen door. No mad dash for a knife.
His sigh of relief was cut short when she reached into the small credenza he had missed on the opposite wall. The object she took out was so mesmerizing Abe found he could not look away. His blood froze when he realized what it was.
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Jenny's cold, hard eyes cut through him like a knife. Just her look dared him to deny knowing about the camera and video tape she held out before him. She was shaking with rage. It was building. Burning. Abe's mind was racing. He had to think of an alibi quickly.
"Jenny, please. It's not what you think. I know what it seems like but I can explain." With her teeth clenched, she uttered, "I'm waiting." Abe regained his composure, "It's like this..."
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well kiss my grits....
"A site that has a Link Popularity Score of 1,000-5,000 is considered average. A site with a Link Popularity Score of 20,000 is considered popular. Sites with a Link Popularity Score above 100,000 are Internet "Icons"."
well, ok. great. Check
this:
Link Popularity Total 303,763
Does that make me
triple iconic? I find this highly bogus, especially as:
1) I am no icon. Try Glenn Reynolds. Iconoclast., sure, Icon, No way.
2) The Google hit was zero. Yeah, as if you know, more than half my traffic was fake.
h/t
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Yeah, I was trying to be sarcastic on my post because I damn sure ain't an ICON. Straight White Gut and VMAN and some of those places that get a couple of thousand REAL hits a day are the ICONS. Hell, half of mine or from Google..somebody looking for fresh FXXXed 13 year old indian girls and stuff like that.
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yeah, I don't get it either. I'm triple iconic too. And that's not me for sure. Most of my traffic is google stuff... people googling weird crap like "boy pee jello".
Posted by: Bou at August 07, 2006 09:04 PM (iHxT3)
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I'm almost popular - 18,500. Which makes pretty much zero sense
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I think they fixed it. Caltech girl gets a score of about 1300 now. Just average.
Posted by: aaron at August 12, 2006 06:11 AM (8dJDM)
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heh. You're more than average! Yeah. The link popularity tool pulls data from each search engine remotely -- so we go thru some crazy periods where sites will be very high or very low. Generally works itself out in a few days...Or, I send a programmer in to see what the heck is going on. Enjoy.
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Memo to self....
Never give
a llama your work phone #. Or any phone # for that matter.
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I HOPE this means what I think it means!
Reuters: 1 hour, 25 minutes ago
Peaceful succession under way in Cuba: official
Cuba has set in motion a peaceful political succession, dashing U.S. government expectations of chaos following Fidel Castro's hand-over of power to his brother, a leading Cuban intellectual and government member, Roberto Fernandez Retamar, said on Monday.
"They (the U.S. government) had not expected that a peaceful succession was possible. A peaceful succession has taken place in Cuba," Fernandez Retamar said at a news conference.
The writer and member of the Council of State was the first government official to say a succession under Raul Castro was in motion after Fidel Castro relinquished power a week ago following gastric surgery.
Stay tuned. As always,
Babalu has
the latest.
h/t
Smash
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