The Blog-Off Is Over

Posted in Whatever Else on October 31st, 2006 by bill


We said we were going to do it, and we did it. We have to love ourselves for that.

What’s Blowing My Mind (Part 2)

Posted in Dancing about architecture on October 30th, 2006 by bill


The Kinks

I know the Kinks are a great band. I’ve known it for a long time. And yet for some reason I keep forgetting it, so every time I’m reminded it comes as this great revelation.

My most recent Kinks phase began when I was watching an old episode of The Sopranos that used the song “Living on a Thin Line” (a rare Dave Davies vocal, that one). Then, thinking of Halloween-related songs, I remembered the song “Sleepwalker,” which I had only on a cassette I got from Bob (thanks, Bob). This led me to seek out a compilation of the Kinks’ later-period hits called Come Dancing.
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What’s Blowing My Mind (Part 1)

Posted in Dancing about architecture on October 29th, 2006 by bill

To paraphrase Clark Gable, “You should have your mind blown, and often, and by someone who knows how.”

Here are a few of the things that have been blowing my mind lately (in the area of music, that is; there are other things, too, that need not be gotten into here; The Prestige was one of them).


We Are the Dead

I plucked this song off David Bowie’s Diamond Dogs for a Halloween mix I was making, and I’m all, like, wow…. It’s funny, on an album full of great songs, no one song stands out so much. But take any one of them out of context, and you realize just how phenomenal it is. This particular tune starts off sweet and lyrical, then turns metallically ominous, then changes back, then changes back again, all so seamlessly that it really seems like one song. Check it out and tell me I’m wrong. I dare you.
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A creepy development in medical science

Posted in Whatever Else on October 26th, 2006 by bill

Just in time for Halloween:

Hospital Panel OKs Face Transplants

The horror movie based on this pretty much writes itself: good person gets evil face, goes on a killing spree, ends up getting de-faced in some ironic way. The only question is, who do we cast in the lead? Christopher Walken and Dennis Hopper are getting too old for this sort of thing; who’s gonna represent for the next generation of movie psychos? I think Rainn Wilson, who plays Dwight on The Office, could do very well. He’s already pretty creepy as Dwight—all he needs to do is be a little less funny and, presto chango, it’s Tony Perkins time. Cillian Murphy proved himself extremely disturbing as the Scarecrow in Batman Begins. It might be fun to see Zach Braff take a shot at playing a villain. I dunno…your thoughts?

Poetic Spam Redux

Posted in Spam, wonderful spam on October 25th, 2006 by bill

Inspirational, this time, with a lyrical twist:

Don’t give in the problems, whatever age you are!
Have a BEST sex in any time you want!

because the Moon
strings on violin. There

Heresy to Megahertz

Posted in Whatever Else on October 24th, 2006 by bill

Herewith, more top-of-the-page juxtapositions lifted from Webster’s College Dictionary, c. 1991.

heresy to hero sandwich
hostage to hot tub
hot war to housekeeper
illuminati to imbecile
impregnable to impulse
jelly to jet engine
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Inside the Schneid

Posted in The sporting life on October 23rd, 2006 by bill

I’ve always wondered in a vague, half-assed way about the origin of the term “the schneid,” which crops up mostly in the context of sports. You don’t often hear about someone being “on the schneid” (i.e. stuck on zero, scoreless, winless); more commonly, when a team posts its first point of the game or wins its first game of the series, you are notified that they are now “off the schneid.”

I was inspired to do a little research by a headline in today’s Oakland Tribune, which declared the hapless Raiders “off the schnide” after having defeated the even haplesser Arizona Cardinals. Seeing this, I realized that I’d never actually seen the word written down before; I’d always assumed it was spelled “schneid” and somehow related to the surname “Schneider,” perhaps the tragic legacy of some poor bastard who never got any. (See also: “Munsoned.”)
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The other shoe drops

Posted in Spam, wonderful spam on October 20th, 2006 by bill

So Tuesday I had a dream involving Lenny Bruce and cornflakes. Wednesday I happened upon a Lenny Bruce reference in the newspaper. At 5:42 this morning I got this in my inbox:


Am I saying that my dreams are now predicting the future? Em, no. Not exactly. It’s not my intention to say that. I’d prefer to think that the cornflake spam was triggered by my writing about cornflakes on this site. However, I’ve intentionally kept my email address off the site in order to avoid spam. So I don’t know what to think.

The Day the Aliens Landed

Posted in Picture du jour on October 19th, 2006 by bill


All Hail the Olbermann

Posted in The sacred box on October 18th, 2006 by bill


I lifted this picture from the fan site, which captioned it “Attractively Rumpled.” And who am I to argue? The salt-and-pepper hair is terribly distinguished, and only a little bit satanic.

I’ve had a little man-crush lately on MSNBC’s Keith Olbermann, who’s the only guy out there in the vast wasteland we call TV news tellin’ it like it is. (Other than Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert, of course; but since they’re still nominally comedians, they don’t count.) Hammering every day on the Bush administration’s latest travesties isn’t exactly a difficult job, but Olbermann does it with an admirable mix of passion and precision.

Every time I watch one of Olbermann’s “Special Comments”—carefully written, articulately delivered, cogently argued, and peppered with literary and historical references—I think to myself, “I can’t believe I’m actually seeing this on TV in the 21st century.” It’s so counter to the general trend that it seems like a miracle. And while you could argue that Olbermann’s nightly outrage has become a tad predictable, still, it feels like he’s expressing the outrage I should be feeling, if only I had the energy. And a TV show. So I say, keep it up, Keith. I love what you’re doing, but not in a way that should make you uncomfortable.