August 2007

The verbal arts.

The guys at work were talking about Judo; one of them is pretty good at it, apparently. What are the throws like, kicks vs. throws, are there belts, etc. “…and afterwards, you all have bagels, right?” “What?” “Bagels.” “Why bagels?” “It would make sense that the official food of juuuu-dooo is bagels.” Silence. I groaned.

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Horror movies.

Lee cleverly points out that there are few, if any, horror movies that aren’t based on some kind of love interest (in the widest sense) or sexual tension. Clearly, he has the broader experience here, but I have to agree with him. My guess is that horror relies on vulnerability; nothing makes us more vulnerable

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An Evening with a Liberal

Spent a good part of the evening talking to someone, and I don’t think I’ve ever used the term before, I can only think of as a “flaming liberal.” A crazy Norwegian lady, she would talk about the things that were wrong with America, and then do them. “Nobody listens,” she’d say. “People don’t know

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via ***Dave, and BD, and Doyce, and Kate: Four Jobs I Have Had in My Life: Tech Writer House Cleaner Ass. Man. at Panera Nursing Four Places I Have Lived: The Hat Ranch, South Dakota Colorado Springs West Branch, IA Vermillion, SD Four of My Favorite Foods: Soup Sammitches Cookies Chocolate Four Places I’d Rather

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Book Reviews.

The Poet, by Michael Connelly. I don’t normally like police procedurals. This one is told from the perspective of a journalist who has managed to work his way inside an FBI search for a serial killer and was actually pretty durn enjoyable from that perspective: good characters, quick action, lots of twists… But. From a

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