Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Weekend Recreation

So, last weekend I took in a concert and left the camera at home. Fortunately in the information age, you can just leave the picture taking to people who had better seats (and are better photographers, too). Observe

Like I said, better seats. This guy, too.
See what I mean.
Well, upon further review it seems I lack the tech-saavy to cut and paste pictures into a damn blog. Hopefully the links work. Like someone other than me will read this.

Developing Developer Developments

Sooo, it seems that some enterprising fellas who planned to build a huge complex west of Waveland (i.e. middle of nowhere) might have some shady dealings in the past. I've stayed away from any kind of post-Katrina analyses for tons of reasons. I'm just wondering, since a recent story about shady bastards bilking the government out of money has garnished attention in the past, and illicited the expected responses, will the same outraged parties be as pissed at the stuff like this going on?

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Weekend Rugby Insanity

From the "It was bound to happen eventually" file, cops in Russia mistook a rugby match for a all-out brawl. Good to see that some things transcend cultures
The fact that police took us to be hooligans, this isn't the first time


And what's up with the All-Blacks recently? First the purse fight, and now some lager-fueled maniac "streaked" at the New Zeland/Ireland game.

Oooh, it's a lady.

Catchy Titles are Overrated

So, some random links. First, ever read a news story so slim on any relevant information or valid points that you feel like you know less after reading it than before? Here is such a surface-skimming waste of electrons article. I'm calling B.S. on this from a strictly professional level, too. Illinois is generally well-respected in the fields of science and engineering, how did something portrayed as something on the level of a Junior High science project get publicity?
On a random note, ever see one of those Chinese/Kanji tatoos and thought "now how the hell does princess here have any clue what that says" well intrepid skeptic, here's the site for you.

Monday, June 12, 2006

Monday Mountaineering Madness and Infant Indoctrination

Ah, the lure of the mountains. The views, the air, the rich, competitive, selfish snobs who can afford it. Yep, here's the story of the guy who was left for dead while a crew went past him, and apparently another guy died the previous week during a solo climb. If only there was an appropriate Biblical metaphor to use. In the thin air, nobody will remember what dicks you were. Alternate title: leave any altruistic impulses and conscience at base camp, they'll only weigh you down.
For something for the batshit crazy college sports fan who has everything plus a youngun', there is this handy line of DVD's to brainwash your kid. Too busy/ lazy/ ill-informed/ borderline illiterate to fully explain your love of a school you might have actually attended a class at to junior? You're in luck. No word if the Kentucky tape has primers on how to overreact to each basketball loss or if the LSU one talks about how early to start drinking.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

If it's too loud, you're too old

From Florida (it's like the Sam's Club of crazy) we have the story of the girl who got arrested for having her music too loud. Then the cops get midevil on her ass down at the station. Here's the video. Did I mention her dad is a State's Attorney. Looks like these guys better update their resumes.
On a totally unrelated note, a great time killer can be found here. Tons of statistics compliled about all the states. It's pretty fun, unless you're...oh, let's say a native Mississippian living in Kentucky, then it's just grim.

Friday, June 02, 2006

Boredom, lists and purse fights!

So, just another weekend with a dead Tivo, a high-speed connection on the fritz and nothing to do but read or get physical activity. The horror...the horror. Anyways, in the news this week have been two lists of dubious believability. First, we have the National Review's list of the Top 50 conservative songs where you'll find such staunch right-wingers as The Offspring, The Clash, The Sex Pistols...Zep...Beatles...David Bowie...wow, anyway, search around long enough and you'll find people wondering just WHAT exactly were the criterion for some of these songs. As a huge fan of irony, I'll go with it. Especially their #1. Won't get fooled again, indeed. YYYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! (see The Kids are Allright). Normally, I leave such things that meander into the realm of partisan hackery to the "experts" found in the links (not that I have reason to be nervous or anything) but a rebuttal can be found here. I'll also link to the top 10 Worst Songs of the 80's. They could have gone with 180 worst songs and still only scratched the surface of crap from then.
Also note-worthy is Bravo's list of the 100 Funniest movies (scroll down to post 5). Where to begin. Keep in mind that apparently funny movies didn't exist before 1970. The Marx Bros., Buster Keaton, Charlie Chaplin, et. al did not make funny movies. Now that that fact has been established, prepare yourself for such feats like Legally Blonde and Police Academy BOTH being on a "Best of" list!!! More analysis here. And where in the HELL is Army of Darkness? Oh Brother, Where art Thou? I could go on for a while. For another, more old-school list compiled by Film Institute-types, go here. Here's another list of the movie couples sure to end badly. For the most part the list is pretty good (with the exception of the unabashed Say Anything and 16 Candles hatin') since I thought Pretty Woman was rediculous and When Harry Met Sally pisses me off on a certain level. Issues. I know.
And finally, your "This week in debauchery" report comes from the land of the long white cloud. How do you make a rugby fight entertaining? Have one guy get slap-happy with a purse. And these aren't just scrubs, they're both on the All Blacks. Fortunately, I have no experience with violence in the wee hours of the AM following a match.
And just for fun, apparently the Communications director of Governor Fletcher dropped the F Bomb last week. My tax dollars at work. Stay classy, Frankfort.