It appears Al Franken is a little closer to bringing his talk/satirical commentary show to the talk-radio airwaves – supposedly a 31MAR start date for broadcasts from Chicago (yay!) and a few other cities. In the mean time, This Is The Shit has reserved a nice domain for him. And Sue Ellicott is involved – isn’t she the one on “Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me” who never wins the news quiz, but always has a funny answer anyway? This could be fun. Now Al – Please, please, please make it available via the Internet. And please not using Real Networks…
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Has anyone ever sat down with a terrorist and asked them “why?” What was the answer? How could anything so horrific as bombing commuter trains, or blowing up embassies, or shooting children in the back from a safe distance possibly be justified? Maybe Danny Pearl tried, and look what happened to him. How could acts of carnage be for the glory of God, or the glory of one’s homeland, or the glory of political ideology? It’s not glory at all, but infamy. The world turns its attention, briefly, to this tragedy. Unfortunately, the entire planet is afflicted with ADD and…
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Good God, I’m just another trendfollower. However, I have a dandy excuse: my affinity for the color orange is congenital. And besides, it goes with my Weatherpixie (“Miss Tangerine”) and all those XML/RSS validation doodads. So there. Nyaaah.
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When things get stressful at work, repeat Mooch’s mantra: “Little Pink Sock, little pink sock.” I don’t know why I find this so soothing, but when it’s little pink sock day at Muttscomics, I’ll forget my troubles and be the kitty for a moment with my beloved l’il pink sock. I’ll even sing it under my breath. Be the kitty. Mmmm. It helps to keep my head from exploding. For example, today’s the first day that just about everyone on my team at work is using Lotus Notes for email instead of a web-based email package. I hated the former…
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Don’t blink, or you’ll miss something funny inBootBlog: Thai Pants. Check out that first comment. Heh. And this blog is from Oregon, so bung it in the blogroll.
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Jan Broberg Felt’s story could be pitched as a movie, and it would be turned down for not being believable. She was abducted twice as a child by the same man, and was brainwashed by him both times. Now 41 years old, she was about to speak and sign copies of her book at a recent women’s conference in Utah when her now-elderly former abductor tried to crash the meeting. Although he was prevented from entering and confronting her, he ran someone over with his van and was arrested. She’s now an actress who has a recurring character on “Everwood.”…
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Today a post in Caveat Lector sent me on a short excursion down memory lane. Dorothea’s husband David is an expert in Sindarin (one of the Elvish languages), and consulted on the Lort of the Rings movies, as cited numerous places (but an interesting place is here.) She reports: We’re hoping he can get the class list in advance, so that everybody can have a Sindarin name as soon as they walk in. This afternoon we picked up some chisel-tip pens (in distinctly un-Tolkienian shades of garish blue, orange, and pink, but they were the only real angled chisel-tip pens…
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I’m going back to bed. I went to bed really, REALLY early (it started out as an afternoon nap). I woke up a couple of hours ago; my back was hurting so much that finally I came downstairs for a sandwich. As much as I liked our mattress when we got it, I have to admit I’m not getting the kind of back support I need out of it. It’s a pillow-top… probably should have gone with something firmer. Dammit. On a related note, we went out and bought a new sofa and chair for the family room. It was…
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Seen in “Get Fuzzy:” Rob’s wearing the livery of the Eye of Mordor. In these post-movie days, if you want to make an obscure LOTR reference, it had better be something from the book that didn’t make it on-screen.
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It wouldn’t be a travel agent’s desk without some wacky promotional cows, now would it? Here are a few from my personal herd, courtesy of Millennium Hotels. They represent London, Los Angeles, and Beijing. Why cows? Because Millennium’s code in agency computers is “MU.”