Friday, December 31, 2004

Who Needs A Path?

Who Needs A Path?

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At 12:10 AM, Blogger j said...

me -- I've miles to go before I sleep. Happy New Year, Elliott.

 
At 12:13 AM, Blogger j said...

Everett, Everett. Shit. I once got kicked out of bed for a mistake like that (though I was eventually able to talk my way back in). Please be as forgiving.

 
At 12:48 PM, Blogger Christina said...

Happy New Year!

May your many miles be safe and always bring you home.

 
At 1:20 PM, Blogger Charley Foster said...

Happy New Year, Elliot. If I was up there I'd be having a bloody mary at Silver Fork right now and enjoying a big protien and starch breakfast.

 
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Current Conditions

Current Conditions

Out for a snowshoe. Starting to snow. Can u find the x-country skiers in this shot?

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Self Portrait

Self Portrait

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For The Record

Even steven, still. Today's picks:
Alabama even over Minn.

Boise St. +11 over Louisville

Miami -3 1/2 over Florida

Purdue -7 over ASU

Just cover, baby!

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R & R

My wife and I have been on vacation since the 26th, spending the week at a modest cabin our extended family has up Big Cottonwood Canyon, just outside of Salt Lake City. It's a one minute drive from Brighton ski resort, and a three minute drive from Solitude, and sits in the heart of a national forest.

We're having a great time, and it's contributed to modest posting. We'll have friends up for New Year's Eve tonight, followed by Drunken New Year's Sledding at midnight ... I'll capture photos if conditions permit (we're supposed to get two to three feet of snow tonight).

In the meantime, enjoy your Friday, and Happy New Year!

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At 1:12 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Have a great time and tip one for me. g

 
At 1:20 PM, Blogger j said...

why don't you just send up a ten pound bag of rock salt and I'll rub it in some open wound myself -- save you the trouble of posting . . .

 
At 1:24 PM, Blogger j said...

and for a real good time, fire up Mr. Sno-Mo and ride him down to Soli for the first tracks. Saves you the trouble of sweeping off the car, and there's something fun about rapping your rig to the front of the parking lot at 8:50 am, ripping three runs down the front face, then going back to the cabin for the kids (or whatever . . . )

 
At 2:41 PM, Blogger Gene Corrigan said...

As much as I wish we were there with you, sitting out of the deck, barbecuing some burgers on the grill, enjoying a malt beverage (not the Dogfish Head Au Courant), and basking in the 61 degree temps doesn't exactly suck.

Have a great time tonight and we'll try to give you a call later this evening.

 

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Thursday, December 30, 2004

For The Record

Oops again. Now 5-5 against the spread. Today's picks:
Cal - 11 1/2 over Texas Tech.

North Carolina Even over B.C.

Navy + 2 1/2 over New Mexico

NIU + 3 over Troy

Been working on that NIU / Troy line all day. Just cover, baby. Just cover.

Update: If I wanted to split, I'd just flip a coin. (Of course, maybe I am.)

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At 1:35 PM, Blogger mediaguru @ HookedOnGolfBlog.com said...

Cumon. at 50% you'd be losing money in vegas. Suck it up now.

 
At 12:58 AM, Blogger mediaguru @ HookedOnGolfBlog.com said...

17/14... Can NIU hold on for you to stay at 50%?

Just returned from the Runnin' Utes Basketball game vs Colorado. We kicked their asses all over the court. Bogut (our killer center) scored more points in the first half than colorado did. Final score 80-48 and it wasn't that close. This is the first game this year we've looked "good."

 
At 12:59 AM, Blogger mediaguru @ HookedOnGolfBlog.com said...

Hey I just started my own blog here....

 

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Wednesday, December 29, 2004

For The Record

Now 5-3 against the spread. Here's today's take:
UTEP +3 over Colorado

Ok. St. -3 1/2 over Ohio St.

Just cover, baby. Just cover.

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At 10:54 AM, Blogger Charley Foster said...

I'm looking forward to the game tonight. I actually went to the Ok State - OU game this year and the Pokes rocked. They're capable of playing great. But then they're also capable of choking.

 
At 10:10 PM, Blogger Charley Foster said...

halftime update

choking...

 
At 11:55 AM, Blogger mediaguru @ HookedOnGolfBlog.com said...

oops.

 

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Tuesday, December 28, 2004

Still Wish U Were Here

Still Wish U Were Here

Sent from the slopes ...

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At 3:51 PM, Blogger Gene Corrigan said...

If not for my recently surgically repaired back...well, next year your wish will be granted.

 
At 4:22 PM, Blogger VHMPrincess said...

Which resort are you at? I LOVE Utah's resorts!

 
At 1:35 PM, Blogger Nathan Frampton said...

Great pictures.

You may want to check out my blog "Framptonia" at nathanframpton.blogspot.com, I think you would find it interesting. I have a few contributors. We all have different views sot here are some great discussions.

You may also want to try blog explosion to get more readers on your blog. The more Blogs you read, the more traffic you get. I have a blog explosion link on my blog if you want to check it out.

 

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Wish You Were Here

Wish You Were Here

In Utah on vacation for the week ... here's the view out the front door.

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At 11:05 AM, Blogger j said...

how's the water?

 

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For The Record

Tough day yesterday; now 3-3 against the spread. Today take:
Iowa State + 2 over Miami (OH)

Oregon State -3 1/2 over Notre Dame


Just cover, baby. Just cover.

Update: The States both cover (and ND goes 11 years without winning a bowl).

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At 1:31 AM, Blogger mediaguru @ HookedOnGolfBlog.com said...

That's better.
Need a drink? Need a shower?

 
At 9:16 AM, Blogger Everett said...

Water's back, thank you. Coming up soon? Coming up for the traditional New Year's Eve Drunken Sledding Fest?

 
At 7:36 PM, Blogger mediaguru @ HookedOnGolfBlog.com said...

Ahh unfortunately I have a gig that night...
Will you still be around Sunday?

 

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Monday, December 27, 2004

For The Record

Current record is 3-1 against the spread. Today take:
Toledo -3 1/2 over U. Conn.

Virginia -5 over Fresno State.

And no, I'm not looking past Fresno State. Great team. I just think Al Groh will have his boys ready.

You're welcome.

Update: "Oops" (from the comments) is right. Missed both these games. It's funny ... I'm a big believer of trusting first instinct in picking against the spread. And I kept coming back to Fresno. Should have known better on that one. But Toledo? I was totally surprised. I mean, who'd a thunk that U Conn. would be ready to win a bowl game so soon after going Div I?

I Track Culture So You Don't Have To

Two items for you:
  1. Ugly Duckling. I'd describe the latest album, Meat Shake, as funky hip-hop operatic sarcasm. Listen to believe. Props to Mr. C on this one. You know who you are.

  2. The Shins. OK, maybe I'm not as leading edge on this one as I should be, but many still don't know The Shins. Style? Sort of a well-mastered Beatles-ish Violent Femmes for the new millennium. But better.
You're welcome.

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At 3:01 PM, Blogger Gene Corrigan said...

I agree with you about The Shins, but Ugly Duckling...not so much.

 

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Saturday, December 25, 2004

Morning Reads: Christmas Edition

Feliz Navidad! Welcome to TGS, Christmas-style.

We're enjoying the morning at my sister-in-law's home. We're sitting in our PJs, she in her Santa hat and me wearing my jingle bell, watching sis-in-law and bro-in-law exchange gifts, drinking coffee (with a morning slash, of course ... and my family's tradition of "funny orange juice," ingrained in us all by my father, will soon follow), and enjoying Christmassy music on the stereo.

Today I place under your virtual tree a Christmas edition of the morning reads. Enjoy:
  • To the moon (of Saturn)! Today marks the decent of our probe to Saturn's moon Titan. Might we find life? We might. But this kind of science ... a form of exploration nearly lost to us now ... it a great present from NASA to us all.

  • Christmas @ Grand Canyon. Go into the canyons this Christmas day and the Christmas sunrise via this webcam at Grand Canyon's Yavapai Point. Or see the Yule at Old Faithful and Zion. Peace on Earth? You can still feel it in these last wild places.

  • What exactly is a "Yule," anyway? Follow the link to read the full background and lots of other Christmas history, but here's the lead at Wikipedia:
It's the winter solstice Blót (celebration) in Asatru, the pagan practices of the Germanic peoples prior to the arrival of Christianity. Today, it is also one of the eight solar holidays, or sabbats, of Neopaganism. In modern neopaganism, Yule is celebrated on the winter solstice: in the northern hemisphere, circa December 21, and in the southern hemisphere, circa June 21.
In closing: Have a wonderful day of peace and family, and as my father would say, "God bless us, every one!"

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At 11:06 PM, Blogger j said...

ah, kids. I just went into the great room, where the boys are playing Gamecube "Super Smash Bros. Melee." Has some great features, including the ability to toggle perspective. As I grabbed another refreshment, my attention was drawn to the game (by the relative lack of the usual activity and noise). Upon further reflection, I realized that they had paused the action with "Peach" (the only female character, and a hottie, if I do say so myself)in the air -- and were trying to rotate the field of view so that they could look up her billowing pink skirt. Alas, no panty-shots in SSBM. Perhaps there's a SSB-S&M game . . . .

 
At 10:05 AM, Blogger Everett said...

Ahhh, like father, like son ...

 
At 1:08 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh, the read on this posting and the comments that followed did make me chuckle. Is it the genes or the orange juice? g

 

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Friday, December 24, 2004

For The Record

Current record is 2-1 against the spread. Today take ...
Hawaii -4 against UAB
You're welcome.

Update: Timmy Chang rocks as the Rainbow Warriors beat UAB by 19. Just cover, baby. Just cover.

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Before We Turn Again To The Stern Tasks

In 1941 Winston Churchill spent Christmas at the White House just three weeks after Pearl Harbor. In the late afternoon of Dec. 24, he joined President Franklin Roosevelt on the South Portico for the lighting of the national Christmas tree. After Roosevelt had delivered greetings to the nation and the world, he invited Churchill to say a few words to the people of the United States. Here is what he said:
I spend this anniversary and festival far from my country, far from my family, and yet I cannot truthfully say that I feel far from home. Whether it be the ties of blood on my mother's side, or the friendships I have developed here over many years of active life, or the commanding sentiment of comradeship in the common cause of great peoples who speak the same language, who kneel at the same altars and, to a very large extent, pursue the same ideals; I cannot feel myself a stranger here in the center and at the summit of the United States. I feel a sense of unity and fraternal association which, added to the kindliness of your welcome, convinces me that I have a right to sit at your fireside and share your Christmas joys.

Fellow workers, fellow soldiers in the cause, this is a strange Christmas Eve. Almost the whole world is locked in deadly struggle. Armed with the most terrible weapons which science can devise, the nations advance upon each other. Ill would it be for us this Christmastide if we were not sure that no greed for the lands or wealth of any other people, no vulgar ambitions, no morbid lust for material gain at the expense of others had led us to the field. Ill would it be for us if that were so. Here, in the midst of war, raging and roaring over all the lands and seas, sweeping nearer to our hearths and homes; here, amid all these tumults, we have tonight the peace of the spirit in each cottage home and in every generous heart. Therefore we may cast aside, for this night at least, the cares and dangers which beset us and make for the children an evening of happiness in a world of storm. Here then, for one night only, each home throughout the English-speaking world should be a brightly lighted island of happiness and peace.

Let the children have their night of fun and laughter, let the gifts of Father Christmas delight their play. Let us grown-ups share to the full in their unstinted pleasures before we turn again to the stern tasks and the formidable years that lie before us, resolved that by our sacrifice and daring these same children shall not be robbed of their inheritance or denied their right to live in a free and decent world.

And so, in God's mercy, a happy Christmas to you all.

-- Winston Churchill, Dec. 24, 1941. Address to the American people.
Indeed. In God's mercy, a happy Christmas to you all.

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Thursday, December 23, 2004

The Morning Read

Ahh, the day before the day before. A final round of Christmas shopping this morning, then work, then an evening of wine and frivolity with my wife and brother-in-law before the Christmas Eve traditions begin. The holiday has officially started for my wife, though. A third-grade teacher, today's the beginning of her first extended child-free stretch of the year (and boy is she ready). It's 7:30 a.m. at the moment, and while typically she'd be in her classroom with two hours already behind her, she's instead sitting in her pajamas, playing FFX. Good for her.

On to the morning reads:
  • Ohhh ... you mean that conflict of interest! Word from the AP that they're pulling their poll from the BCS. Probably a good idea, but is it really necessary? I mean, there's no way a small and elite group of journalists that have been covering their local college football programs and been part of their local college communities for decades would ever have a conflict of interest in how they vote, is there? And there's no way journalists might have a poorly-informed opinion of teams they've never seen play, is there? And a professional reporter would never consider where they might go to cover a bowl when they vote, would they? Naw, reporters don't do things like that.

  • Hands off the ta-tas! Word from the TSA that they will no longer pat down the "breast area" on females unless a hand-held metal detector goes off first. I'm certain this is disappointing news for thousands of female TSA agents, who I'm sure were using the search procedure as an opportunity to cop a cheap feel off members of their own gender. Or maybe it has more to do with this press release from the ACLU? I report, you decide. Now, nobody should ever be put in a compromising position. But to open a vulneratbility that affects millions at the behest of several hundred? As my wife said this morning, "It's not like they're pinching nipples or anything." Then again, maybe they are.

  • Monkey boy. Just go see for yourself. I'm not saying I endorse it, but you have to admit, it's at least novel in concept.

  • What happens at the intersection of too much money and fucked up values. A woman pays 50 grand ... 50 grand ... to clone her cat. Let's see ... fund a college scholarship ... no. Buy school lunch for 500 kids for 10 years ... no. Help cure cancer ... no. I know! I'll clone my cat! I understand grief and all, but choices like this? They make me sick.

  • The Next Blog: Beach Bum.
Have a great day, y'all.

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At 1:13 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I like Scrappleface's always-better-than-the-onion newsy take on the monkey-face story.
(scroll down after opening the page)

http://www.scrappleface.com/MT/archives/001983.html

 

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For The Record

Today's picks:
Take Marshall and the 1 1/2 over Cinci

Take Wyoming and the 12 over UCLA

You're welcome.

Update: A split. Marshall gets thumped, but the 'Pokes don't even need the points as the MWC beats the Pac 10.

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At 7:43 PM, Blogger mediaguru @ HookedOnGolfBlog.com said...

Wyoming didn't even need the points. Pathetic UCLA.

 

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Wednesday, December 22, 2004

For The Record

I seem to have a knack for picking bowl games. So here's the first (and I haven't seen the game yet):
Bowling Green over Memphis, lay the 4 points

Time will tell.

Update: Seems you could have laid more than 4. BG 52, Memphis 35.

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Ahh, Memories

I was just reading Fiesty and she made a reference to NOLA which reminded me of the webcam which reminded me of the Cat's Meow which reminded me of the night I met the teacher of the deaf from Metairie who was a Robert Palmer Girl in her previous life and how we walked straight down the center of Bourbon Street with no obstruction because it was so late and of the peculiar set of circumstances by which I learned of the Gator tattoo at the top of her ass.

Anyway, it reminded me of that.

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At 6:57 AM, Blogger Christina said...

Okaaay. I'm still with you. Would like more details, though.

;-)

 
At 11:14 PM, Blogger j said...

exceptional ass, but hands like a boilermaker.

 

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MASCAL

You certainly read reports of yesterday's suicide bombing that left 18 Americans dead in Mosul. You likely haven't read the blog of a chaplain who was there.

I was going to write about a sense of sacrifice and how it's important that we love those close to us. But instead I'll just say thank God for what I have, where I am, and whom I'm with. And thank God as well for those who, each day, step into the breach so that I may enjoy this life.

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Tuesday, December 21, 2004

Whit's Page

Sometimes you come across something so nice and so clean and so pure that it makes you lean back in your chair and smile and exhale. Like Whit's Page. Her Somthings That Are Good To Know post reminds us how crazy we've been to get so far from the simple values we lived in the 7th Grade.
No matter what happens, hold your head up high. Don't let people bring you down.
Indeed.

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Monday, December 20, 2004

Oh Tannenfoil

We continue the tacky Christmas tradition with the Aluminum Tree and Ornament Museum of Brevard, North Carolina. Ahh, the Elvis Tree. Nothing says "Christmas cheer" quite like the Elvis Tree. Check the CNN.com story, too.

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The Morning Shiver

Cold here ... damn cold. 10 below zero wind-chill cold. And I'm a bit too ADD this morning for a bunch of fancy how-do-you-do, so let's just get to the point, shall we?
  • I was in, I was out, I was in, I was out, I was in, I was out ... I threw up. This guy can't make up his mind, and he's starting to appear like a basket case (ha). He was like that his last two seasons at Utah, and it suggests to me that he should just hang em' up. I mean, Christ: Do you love it, or not?

  • Is it just machinations? Ahhh, our ever-sensitive SecDef. Sure he's busy ... but too busy to toss a signature on the death letter of an American serviceperson? Only under two conditions: (1) His priorities are totally fucked up, or (2) We're losing enough people that he can't keep up. I'll let you be the judge on that one.

  • What? You'd think a nation the size of China would at least come up with a better name than Miss Artificial Beauty.

  • The Next Blog: DJWinfo. Progressive politics from the state of Illinois.
Slow news day ... unless you want to point to what everyone else is pointing to. So enjoy.

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At 5:15 PM, Blogger mediaguru @ HookedOnGolfBlog.com said...

I had invested in some of the restaraunts close to USC, but now I'm pulling out now that Majerus is leaving...

 

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Sunday, December 19, 2004

Yet Another Sign Of The Impending Apocalypse

Who's Your Daddy? How about Where's Your Conscience?

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At 5:29 AM, Blogger Michele said...

Humanity surrenders.

 

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The Countdown Has Begun!

This isn't quite in the holiday spirit, but when surfing today I stumbled across Countdown to Armageddon. Lo, these are the latter days! (or so it seems) and this site provides the evidence. As it says on the site:
The countdown has begun. It's not a question of whether you'll be involved, but how. Discover the signs and events leading p to Armageddon. Complete with Real Video.
Hey, they have video! I guess this means I shouldn't feel bad about having that extra slice of pie ...

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Nothing Says "Christmas" Like An Inflatable Homer Claus

Flying home from San Diego earlier this week I noticed that the broad swathes of Christmas lights on peoples' homes and trees create a visibly different hue to our nation's town and cities when viewed at night from the air. A bit less white-ish, a bit more ambient. And every once in a while, when on low approach, you see a house that shines brighter than the rest. In that vein, some time ago my Web Hottie launched a Tacky Christmas 2004 thing with directions to
Seek and destroy The Evil Overdecorator. You know who I'm talking about; the guy who uses more electricity for his Christmas decorations than an entire small city. The neighbor who makes it look as if the Wal-Mart Christmas department threw up on her lawn.
So I've been poking around, not the neighborhood ... people here seem to have an aversion to tacky lights, it seems ... but the Web. And you'd be amazed how many people have a fascination with the tacky Christmas decoration issue. Witness:

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Saturday, December 18, 2004

Headlines To Love

Police say teacher 'wed' 14-year-old girl in pagan ritual.

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Da da ta da da DA da DAAAA!

The title is a verbal representation of this sound. I post it because I've just heard it, and I suspect I'll continue to hear it the rest of the night, as well as tomorrow, and, likely, most of this coming week.

Why? Because my wife has taken controller in hand and started a new Final Fantasy X campaign. And when you win a battle in this game, that's the sound that plays.

Now, once she starts ... she won't soon stop.

As addictions go, it's not all that bad. Me? I'll treat it like a movie, and enjoy the show. And all the time in the background, should she be winning, we'll hear Da da ta da da DA da DAAAA.

In fact, there it goes again. Perhaps there's a game within a game here? Every time you hear the Final Fantasy victory chime, DRINK!

Off to make another gin and tonic ...

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At 11:30 PM, Blogger Brian said...

As addictions go I wrote a bit along the line of gaming. Im afflited with it and at times so is my fiance.

 

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The Next Blog: Tom Peyer

Many, many, many times I've clicked the Next Blog button and been disappointed. Indeed, we might re-title the thing Next Nice Try But Not Really That Good Blog, unless, of course, you enjoy reading the poorly-written exploits of 14 year-old girls (although, that one's kind of cool).

Oh ... that's right ... you do.

Well, regardless, this time "Next Blog" might have come up sevens. Read Tom Peyer and decide for yourself.

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Blog Name Of The Year

One last election before the year is out: Asshole of The Year, courtesy The Rectal Report. Via Tom Peyer.

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Hangin' With Class (Or Without)

Hello, folks. Hope this finds you just super.

Ahhh ... the end of the year. There's a week of work left, but for us, it's like the holiday has already started. I'm home for a good stretch, and then will spend some time vacationing over the holidays with wifey. But frankly, a week at home without travel, even while going into the office each day, is still like a holiday to me.

As part of my efforts to bring culture to the masses via this space, I wanted to offer a brief lesson on Christmas tree ornaments and their cultural variance. In doing so I'll use two general examples. The first is the White House Christmas series of ornaments, which my mother has given us each year for God only knows how long. These are beautiful, intricate, elegant and historic ornaments, and we love them. I've only ever seen one family (outside of ours) that has them, and they're keepsakes that we'll pass on to our kids one day (or the dog and cat if it comes to that). Here's an example, the ornament for this year, taken with my crappy phone camera:

2004 WH Ornament

To see a non-crappy photo go here.

So that's classy Christmas tree ornament culture. Now let me offer its antipode, which is not-so-classy Christmas tree ornament culture. I'll illustrate first with our Eric Cartman ornament, which usually rides on the model train that circles our tree, but here makes an appearance among the boughs for your viewing pleasure:

Eric

Second is our Flying Pig ornament, which soars in a high and prominent place on our tree:

Flying Pig

In an odd twist of this cultural comparison, the Flying Pig ornament was actually given to us by my mother-in-law, who has an absolute shitload of class. But she also knows that one of our favorite bars is called "The Flying Pig," and in testament to her own convivial English heritage, gave us this ornament in honor of the pub.

I could further illustrate the cultural comparison with photos of our 8 Car and 20 Car ornaments, but I think you get the point.

So, to summarize: High-class ornament culture = White House Christmas Ornament series. Not-so-high-class ornament culture = Eric Cartman ornaments, Flying Pig ornaments, and NASCAR ornaments.

What's important (I knew I better find something important here) is that whether you're an ornament of high or low class doesn't matter ... all are welcome on our tree. And there's the point, friends and neighbors: it doesn't matter what your culture, high class or low, as long as we all hang together.

Of course, some my try to be both high and low class simultaneously ...

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At 10:16 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ahh .. the royalties for the use of my likeness keep on paying ... the gift that keeps on giving!

~ Wifey

 
At 11:33 PM, Blogger j said...

"an absolute shitload of class." My, but you _do_ turn a phrase.

 

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Wednesday, December 15, 2004

When Your Family Breaks The Gifting Rules, But It's OK, Because The Gift Rocks

A few years ago my immediate family decided to forgo exchanging gifts. We'd done the "draw names" thing for years, but the fact is that we're all lucky enough not to want for much, so we passed on gifting altogether.

(My parents, of course, have a self-granted lifetime exemption from the process. "We, of course, always reserve the right to give you gifts," my Mom says. And so it shall be.)

It went well enough the first year ... and frankly, it was great to only buy for my wife and a few others (people, not wives). It also greatly loosened my wallet in giving to charity, which was fulfilling, too.

Of course, there's always an iconoclast. And usually in my family, it's my brother, who after growing his hair to his ass in high school and declaring he wasn't going to attend college, is now a partner in a prestigious national law firm and manger of one of its larger offices. (Not coincidentally, just to prove he's still an iconoclast, his hair is back down to his ass after a 20-year hiatus). But last year it was my sister--a total shocker, given that she's always been the "good" one--who broke ranks and in full violation of the family code sent gifts to her siblings.

True, they were small gifts, but still ... it left the rest of us on the wrong end of the reciprocity seesaw.

So today I get home from work and, sitting by our front door, is a parcel from my sister. "God damn it," I say, quickly scrambling to figure out what we can get to Austin in time. But then, as I open the parcel ... those little angel farts piss me off ... I start to realize what she's sent.

My sister, in her infinite wisdom, has sent beer. And not just any beer: Shiner Bock. Twelve of them, lovingly wrapped by hand in bubble wrap, along with a great rum cake and some package for my wife that, for me, was frankly just window dressing at that point.

Shiner. My favorite beer during frequent trips to Texas. Sitting cool in my refrigerator.

My sister rocks. She can break ranks as much as she pleases. And she knows the quick route to my heart: fine liquor on a fast pour. God. Bless. Her. And you should all be so lucky.

By-the-by, I include all those hyperlinks in these posts so that you follow them. They lead to interesting and often surprising things. So if you're not clicking, you're missing on a whole lot of this creative blogging cool Internet surfing tour thing I got goin' here. So, g'head. Click.

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At 7:45 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

And they talk about "brotherly love". . . let's hear it for all of the loving thoughtful sisters out there.

p.s. Is your brother's hair really that long? g

 
At 11:26 AM, Blogger Everett said...

Well, not quite to his ass. But close.

 

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Tree

Tree

Here's ours (taken with the crappy camera on my phone). I'll show you ours, if you'll show us yours ...
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Sent via my Treo 600

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Every Once In A While ...

... you come across a truly great blog post. Like this one.

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At 7:36 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

How did you find this post. It brings back memories of my thirty years living in Utah as a gentile. g

 
At 11:27 AM, Blogger Everett said...

The author is the brother of a colleague of mine.

 

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Happy Hanakwanzamas!

I've always thought actions to prevent public schools from recognizing specific holidays--my mother-in-law's elementary school (she's a Principal) is required to celebrate "Fall Festival" rather than "Halloween", for example ... admonishing teachers to not acknowledge Christmas is another--was a bunch of hypersensitive bullshit.

Today Charley over at The State of the Beehive supports this belief, but does so with some fancy legal mumbo jumbo that makes me feel even better about my gut-reaction hypothesis: that a culture diluted to the lowest common denominator reduces itself to the lowest common denominator.

So, Merry Friggin' Christmas ... and Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, and whatever "Winter Festival" you might celebrate.

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At 12:28 AM, Blogger Charley Foster said...

Nice. You left out St Paul's Winter Carnival you insensitive {SUU unorthodox, popular yet tragically untenured professor explitive}. I lived next door in Minneapolis for 15 years and managed to miss it every single year. Drank a helluvalotta Summit Beer though.

http://www.winter-carnival.com/
http://www.summitbrewing.com/index.php

 

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Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Sunshine

Sunshine

I said before the sun never shines when I'm in San Diego. Guess sometimes you just have to bitch.

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At 5:05 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah, quit your bitchin. It's in the teens here.

~C

 
At 10:04 PM, Blogger mediaguru @ HookedOnGolfBlog.com said...

Next time you are in SD check out the downtown restaraunt disctrict. Way cool.

MG

 

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Gettin' Near The End Of That Road (For Now)

Ahhhh ... the last day of the last trip of the year. I always relish this day; relish slipping into a first class seat for the last leg home before Christmas, knowing I'm on my way to three straight weeks with my wife, my dog, and this year, my PS2. (Yes, I'm shallow. But comfortable with it.)

And in the spirit of travel, I'll offer two travel tips: First, if you want to wake up quickly in the morning, nothing beats a traditional Mexican music station on the radio, set loud. Nothing says Wake up, sunshine! quite like the oompah of the Hat Dance set to 11. Second, if the complementary coffee and coffee maker in your room are kept in a dresser drawer, don't expect the creamers in same to be exactly, well, refrigerator fresh.

You're welcome.

Now, on to today's reads:
Have a great day, y'all.

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At 12:52 AM, Blogger mediaguru @ HookedOnGolfBlog.com said...

You know another news media thing that pisses me off? When they use the nightly news to let us know what happened on "the bachelor" or whatever reality show is on their particular network. THIS IS NOT NEWS.

 

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Recrutment Office


Recrutment Office


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At 11:42 PM, Blogger j said...

Now _that's_ funny -- you mis-spelled recruitment.

 

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Monday, December 13, 2004

But Is It Co-Ed?

Havin' a hell of a good time blogtrolling tonight via the "Next Blog" button. The latest: 2 L Blog. Here's the description:
This Is Published by All of Those Who Live(d) On the 2nd Floor Of Loretto Hall @ Webster University in the 2004-2005 School Year!!!
Remember dorm life? It's in full swing at 2 L Blog.

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It Makes Me Focus

The Men's Health Eye Chart. Not your father's eye chart, no sirree. Via Le Blog à Mart.

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At 1:24 AM, Blogger Charley Foster said...

Well I've had eigh5th or ten beers and i'm lolllohndlngfinat it and i don't fuckong getl it.

 

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From Where The Sun Don't Shine

No, not my ass ... San Diego. I've been here almost every month for the past half-year, and I have yet to see the sun really shine. Always the same: early fog, which burns off, then clouds, which burn off--right around sunset. I have to say, though ... this would be a great place to live. Awesome climate, nice people, good city. Housing prices, though ... brutal.

Flew in last night (boy are my arms tired! yuck yuck), and this trip puts me just over 131,000 miles this year, just on my preferred airline. All told, I'd suspect I'm around 150,000 miles for 2004. Someday I'll write a book about how to game the travel system ... until then: free trips for everyone!

Let's see what we have for today:
Have a great day, y'all.

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At 7:01 PM, Blogger Charley Foster said...

Well then. The Definitive Anti-Chomsky Link List is for you!

http://plaza.ufl.edu/slasher/antichomsky.htm

(I like that the Definitive Anti-Chomsky Link List is prefaced with a disclaimer saying, "This list is by no means complete.")

 

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This Game Kicks Ass

Star Wars Battlefront. Four hours of my afternoon simply evaporated. A fine game if you're a gamer, but a total kick in the ass if you're a Star Wars fan.

The game used at GameSpot? $40. Being able to drive an At-St and stomp on Ewoks? Priceless. I'll be playing for weeks.

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Sunday, December 12, 2004

Who's Counting?

Today I ask:
If a blog gets posted in the ether and there's nobody there to read it, does it have any words?
Perhaps you've noticed (or perhaps not) that there is no sitemeter on this page. There's no hit counter of any kind. In fact, I've done nothing--at all--to provide me any insight into the popularity of this blog. No site meter. No referral statistics. No registration at Technorati. No Blogdex. No Ecosystem. Nothing.

Why?

Well, I've been tracking the blogosphere for several years now, and I'm often struck at the lengths bloggers go to to evidence and build their own popularity. True, many bloggers write to be read ... and if they weren't read, why would they write? ... and many also write to be popular, which is also an acceptable motivation.

But I'm more interested in bloggers who write just to write. And it's prompted me to ask myself the question: What would I write if I had no readers? What would I blog just for the pleasure of the process?

And that's what I've selected as the frame for everything that happens here. I'm doing it just to do it. I can tell someone's coming by because I see their occasional comments ... but other than that, I'm posting just to post, readers or not, as do, I suspect, many other bloggers out there in the 'sphere.

There's a line Woody Allen's New York Stories that I thought of the other day. In the film Nick Nolte plays an obsessive artist, and at one point he declares (my rough recollection): Art isn't something you choose to do, art is something you do because you have no other choice.

And maybe in that vein traffic-unconcerned blogging becomes less like journalism and more like art: something one does simply for the process of expression ... something one does because he or she has to. Now, I'm not saying this page is artistic, not by a long shot. And I do post items here with the idea that others are reading, which is why try to post links of relevance and not just items of a purely personal nature. But posting here is something I'll do only so long as I can remain unconcerned about readership, and only so long as I can resist the urge to promote the blog.

Those are just my rules for the game, and that's just how I choose to play. Now let's see how long I can remain interested in the act of expression ...

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At 1:04 PM, Blogger Dave said...

Rest assured, someone is reading... I enjoy the Journalistic type of blog (to coin a phrase). Keep on writing.

 
At 7:38 PM, Blogger Christina said...

Well, hell, Everett!

Did I screw up when I blogrolled you?

;-)

Keep writing, I'm reading.

Further, while I like the attention from the hits and comments, I do write just to write and express myself.

 

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Game Day

Holiday party last night at the home of one of my wife's best friends. Swanky deal: catered, bartender ... and a couple of double vodka martinis for me (just to put a nice blur on the past week). Fun party with some nice people, but frankly I was itching to get back home, get to bed, and wake up again so I could play with the three PS2 games I picked up yesterday:
I'm a big fan of first-person shooters, if you can't tell. So that's the rest of my day, at least until I head to the airport tonight (flying to San Diego).

Something you should do: go read Prosoundblog. The view from inside the music industry. Great stories. One of my favorite parts:
I'm standing at the bar on break waiting for a drink. I hear this kind of weird smacking sound, followed by something hitting my leg.... I hear another smacking sound and something hits my leg again. I look over to see one dude punching another dude in the mouth. Each time he punches the dude one of his teeth flies out and hits my leg.

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Saturday, December 11, 2004

I Keep Track Of Culture So You Don't Have To

Check out Mindy Smith. In particular, stream Come To Jesus.

You're welcome.

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Friday, December 10, 2004

Who Are These People, 2.0

Greetings from gate F10 at Chicago O'Hare. Waiting for my flight (delayed ... there are clouds in the sky over Chicago today, which means delays) ... the heat's on today, so it's about 90 degrees in here.

The hot and crowded environment has surfaced another "who are these people?" pet peeve for me: people who say their email aloud as they type. The woman next to me is doing this right now ... "D e a r B o b I f y o u w a n t ..."

Another example of people confusing public and private space. YO! LADY!!! You're not in your office!

I blame cell phones and VCRs ... more about this later. For now, more silent emailing from me ...

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At 3:45 PM, Blogger Charley Foster said...

What I hate is people who hold their cell phones horizontally out in the air a few inches from their faces with the butt-end of the phone facing their mouths and they walk along hollering into the ass end of their phones. It's rude in two ways. One, you're hollering. In public. I don't let my seven-year-olds holler in public places unless its a play ground. Two, is it like nothing the person on the other end has to say could possibly be worth hearing? You're holding the phone away from your ear and yelling into it. You can't hear them if they try to tell you, for instance, "stop yelling in my ear, please."

 

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It's Not Every Day ...


Strange People, Vol. 1


... that you see a woman wearing all white, a white cape, white fuzzy boots, and a tiara ... at the airport. But then, not every day is last Monday, I suppose.

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Thursday, December 09, 2004

Sound Familiar? I Hope Not.

Found this trolling amongst the blogs tonight: Things my girlfriend and I have argued about. Ahhh ... memories. Luckily, my days of dangerously insane girlfriends are loooong gone.

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At 1:02 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Here's my favorite: She really over-reacts whenever she catches me wearing her underwear.

 
At 2:16 AM, Blogger mediaguru @ HookedOnGolfBlog.com said...

I'm partial to:

'Arrrrrrgggh! What are we arguing about? Can you just decide what it is and stick to it?'

 

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Rummy, Fertility, And Willy ... Oh My!

You'll be glad to know (I'm sure) that I finally hit 10,000 steps. Over 10,200 in fact ... but it took a trip to the gym and an evening of walking Michigan Avenue in downtown Chicago to make it happen. Seriously: Go to McDonald's, get an Adult Happy Meal, which includes a salad, water, and pedometer. Slap that sucker on (the pedometer, not the salad) and walk around for a few days ... you'll be astonished how far below the suggested 10,000 daily steps you are.

Some morning reads:
  • Maybe the rum's in his coffee? Rummy told a bunch of reservists yesterday to suck it up. You go to war with the army you have, he said. True, but how he said it said, Tough shit, pal. Chris Dodd has called the response "cavalier." In the very least ... I'd call it an example of a guy so used to bullying the press (not always unwarranted, mind you), that he treats all audiences the same. They're not all the same ... especially when they include people putting all life and fortune at risk to protect your freedoms. Let Rummy slide into one of those HUMVEEs and make the trip north ... it'll be armored-up the next day.

  • You know, it is kinda hot... Researchers now tell us that laptops may impair male fertility. Duly noted--and I'm now typing this with the ThinkPad on the desk, thankyouverymuch. Still, I do spend a lot of time working with my laptop on my, well, lap. The fact is that laptop or no I still have a larger fertility issue: constant travel. One last item on this: a comparison in headlines ... same story is here under Chestnuts Roasting Over An Open FireWire.

  • ... So maybe I should just turn it off? Another answer to the laptop/fertility issue: turn the computer off completely. I am a highly connected individual: Laptop and Treo Phone give instant access to phone, voicemail, email, and Internet, anywhere. And I turn the things off all the time. You have to use the media, not let it use you, otherwise you live in world in which you attend to everything, and in doing so, really attend to nothing. It's called continuous partial attention, and personally, I think it saps the marrow out of life. So unplug once in a while, eh?

  • I shall call him "Willy." Seems a lone whale, with a wholly unique voice and song, has been haunting the Pacific for over a decade.

  • And finally, The Next Blog: Still Chubbin On.
Have a great one, y'all ... and turn off that PC for a while ...

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Wednesday, December 08, 2004

Search This, Bee-Ach!

If you're not already using Google Desktop Search, now's the time. You know that super-fast hyper-link-active search you get from your Google Goodness for web sites each day? Imagine the same for the contents of your PC: email, IM conversations, and MS Office files. It's a very small download, and the application is very fast ... and works using the Google page with which you're familiar. Check it out ... you'll be glad you did.

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Naps, Wawa, And Mind Hacks

Greetings from Chicago, the last pre-home leg of the Everett Early December Mid-West Tour, 2004. Couple dashes of juice for your java this morning:
  • Naps, just 35 cents a minute. MetroNaps is making hay in Manhattan by selling 20-minute naps to the sleep-deprived on the street. The founder, a former investment banker, got the idea watching colleagues fall asleep in meetings (which confirms my long-held suspicion that much of Wall Street is, well, asleep). Looks cool, and it's a great idea ... especially since we now know that sleep makes you skinny. Me, I've been an advocate of naps since watching my family-doctor-pop take them as a kid. "Don't make noise," my Mom would say, "your father is sleeping." My strategy? Nap from the time they close the door on a flight until takeoff ... about 10 minutes. One last thing: Do the sleep pods remind anybody else of these?

  • Babawawa? No, Bababullshit! Watching O'Reilly last night, I almost couldn't believe my ears as I listened to Babawawa defend her selection of pop-ho Paris Hilton as one of the most fascinating people of 2004. What's interesting is that as Bill unpacked it for her, Baba ultimately made the argument that it's the public that finds Paris fascinating--evidenced by her enormous popularity--and that's why she's on the show. But wait? Is the name of the segment 2004's Most Fascinating People In The Mind Of The Public? No, it's not. I mean, Jesus is probably getting the most public attention this time of year, and he's not on the show, is he? Bottom line: we have yet another journalist being unmasked for what she really is: a rating whore. They should call the show Most Fascinating Hos Of 2004 ... it'd be more accurate.

  • Hack your mind. Found this on BoingBoing. I hate linking stuff other people have linked, but this is pretty cool. And now you can know why the eyes in that painting of Uncle Revis follow you around the room ...

  • How Jesus Cornered December. Imus had Jon Meacham on this morning profiling the current Newsweek cover story on the origins of Christmas. All sorts of talk about the disciples and the gospels and such that was lost on me, but it seemed quite an interesting blend of religion and science. (That's right ... no smartass commentary, just a link you should go see.)

  • Finally, The Next Blog: Are We There Yet?
Now ... y'all get back to work, and I'll do the same.


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Tuesday, December 07, 2004

Lift


The Lift


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At 7:45 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I noticed in an earlier post you commented on Urban Meyer leaving Utah to go to Florida. I see BYU is also looking for a new coach. Some folks from Utah were talking about the possibility of getting Andy Reid. Have you heard anything about this? g

 
At 2:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

That sky looks Utah blue. Ahhhh. Nothing Like it.

Signed
The guy who snored in the Matahari

 
At 2:13 AM, Blogger mediaguru @ HookedOnGolfBlog.com said...

OMG...the Matahari!

 

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Welcome To Basic Analyst Training!

That's the chipper message on a sheet of flip-chart paper, which lies on the floor just outside the door of a meeting room in my hotel in Addison, Texas (aka, Dallas). Blue ink with big, fat, curvy letters.

You see things like this quite often on the road. Many chipper greetings on many pieces of flip-chart paper for many trainings in many meeting rooms in many hotels, all written and facilitated by many chipper trainers, who are typically, but not always, attractive women and men in their mid-30s, who had they made some slightly different choice at an earlier fork in their path, might have made their way to the local evening news.

It's an entire sub-culture of American business to which lots of people have never been exposed as an observer, although many have been exposed as a participant. As an observer, it's a bit odd ... so chipper for a Tuesday morning at 7:00 a.m. ... and as a participant, well, the experiences vary:
Rowan: "Gareth, quick trust exercise, ultimate fantasy?"

Gareth: "Hmm?"

David: "We’re just doing the ultimate fantasy, we’re all doing it"

Gareth: "Two lesbians probably, sisters. I’m just watching"

Rowan: "OK. Erm. Tim? Do you have one?"

Tim: "I’d never thought I’d say this, but can I hear more from Gareth please?"
Now, your morning reads:
  • Looks like we're getting an Intel Czar for Christmas. Question is, who? Here's a dark horse candidate: John Danforth. Anyone else ... anyone? Bueller?

  • Speaking of Ferris ... I kind of like the idea of a Ferris Tour at auction, don't you?

  • More sleep = Less fat? Seems a good eight hours sleep produces significant decreases in the hormone that makes you feel hungry and significant increases in the hormone that makes you feel full. Of course, you still have to burn off those calories you don't burn during those three extra waking hours, but interesting research nonetheless. By-the-by, I continue walking around with my pedometer trying to hit the recommended 10,000 steps a day. Busted my ass walking around Sunday, including 30 minutes at the gym, and still only hit 9,750 steps. Lot of steps, 10,000 ... no wonder we're obese in this country.

  • 11 Tips for Using Flip Charts More Effectively. Who knew? One of the advantages of using flip charts? "Flip charts do not need electricity." There you go! Learn something new every day ...

  • The Next Blog: I Should Have An Abstract. Take your time with that first paragraph ...

  • Bill Clinton, Technologist. His running-mate invented the Internet, so it's only fitting that Bubba would be helping to promote a new Internet search company--Accoona, Chinese owned (remember all the Peking Duck delivered to the Lincoln Bedroom back in the 90's?)--which professes to produce better results than Google. Sure, but Chinese censorship of web access kinda' puts a damper on the overall effect in China, don't you think? (Is China filtering your URL? Find out here ...)
Great day to you ...

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At 4:19 PM, Blogger Charley Foster said...

That's funny. It reminds me of a mandatory company-wide sexual harrassment seminar put together after a female employee discovered the facilities guys had pin-ups on the inside of their locker doors in their basement breakroom. So the chirpy male-female facilitator team were telling us, you know, not to hang center folds on the wall at work and stuff. The thing is, we worked at an art museum and all up and down the hallway right ouside the auditorium were giant classical paintings of naked people.

 
At 4:49 PM, Blogger Everett said...

Classic. I can hear it now: OK, folks ... who can tell me why porn at work is bad. Bruce? ... Thanks, Bruce. Now, who can tell me porn when they see it? Justice Stewart?

 
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Monday, December 06, 2004

Jesushchrist, Dude

Blogging this from 35,000 feet using my Treo, which I'll also use to make the post upon landing ... pretty slick what you can do now with PDAs, eh? Hell, I'll even spell-check the sucker with Docs to Go.

Our little three hour flight to Dallas has turned into a five hour adventure due to a line of thunderstorms between us and Big D. What's more, the jackass in front of me figures this is the opportune time to put his seat all the way back, turn up the volume, and share a Seinfeld DVD with his buddy sans headphones.

Jesushchrist, dude ... there are people trying to sleep on this plane. As much as I fly, people ... people who fly all the time ... never cease to amaze me with their lack of consideration on airplanes. I mean, honestly: who the fuck turns on a television in an airplane? Who are these people? Who raised them?

I take it as further evidence of the breakdown of civic responsibility in our society, but that's a matter for another day ... for now, I'll remain in my little, personal battle with the jackass in 2F.

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At 4:24 PM, Blogger j said...

At least you're flying first class. How about this one: The other morning I go to the airport and enter the "expedited" line into the security check-point, reserved for first-class and "MVP Gold" members of the airline at issue. I don't do this unless I'm in a hurry to catch the flight (which, I admit, is almost always), but when I do, I at least try to be sensitive to those half-dozen people who are at the front of the 75 foot line in front of which I have just stepped. Not the lady behind me, who waits three seconds and then asks, not even remotely politely, "Are you going to go?" I say "Yes, I just thought I'd let these people directly in front of us get through," to which she replies -- I kid you not -- "The whole point of this line is that we _get to go first_." I respond with "I think we all take off at the same time," then let another four or five people go in front of us (to their great delight, having heard our exchange -- two of them make a point of saying "thanks" to me). I then proceed through security and go up to the gate, which is just beginning to load. Ms. "Better than Coach Customers" pushes her way through the crowd to board as a first class customer. I wait for the crowd and board at the end of the rush, then take my seat next to, you guessed it, Her Highness and Mightiness. Sort of a quiet flight over to the Emerald City. Just goes to show, though, that flying "first class" doesn't mean you have any.

 

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Moblog, Baby

Just checking my ability to post via my mobile email platform ... and it appears to work just fine, thank you.

As you were ...

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At 10:11 PM, Blogger mediaguru @ HookedOnGolfBlog.com said...

No no no....thank you.

 

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Vote For ASV

Feel like doing something nice? Go vote for Michele as the 2004 Weblog Awards: Best Culture Blog. You'll be glad you did.

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Morning Reads

Morning one and all. It's a quiet morning in our house ... mornings start around 5:30 here, so it's still dark out ... and I'm making my morning web rounds with a nice hot cup of coffee and the room lit with the lights from the tree.

Some items in the Interblogospherenet today:
  • Musharraf says the Iraq war has made the world "less safe." Ummm, this is a little like a drug lord complaining about obesity as a health threat (or lobbyists complaining about what advertising is doing to politics). The Pakistani frontier is a playground for Islamic fundamentalism, and until 9.11, Mr. Musharraf's nation was an enabler of Islamo-terrorism equal to Iran, but without the benefit of the Mullah's autocratic control. Put his quote in the "Most Ironic Things You Heard In 2004" file. At least Musharraf can focus on the problem, and not bother himself with pesky distractions ... like the democratic process.

  • Merde sainte! Where's cette dernière bombe?! Seems the French have a nasty habit of (1) sneaking plastic explosives into passengers' luggage to train bomb-sniffing dogs, and (2) losing track of said explosives. Said one French official: "[the procedure was] susceptible to making the relevant passenger run a risk in the eyes of foreign authorities when arriving in the destination country." No kidding?

  • Hold on a second! When I cheered for a simplified tax code, nobody said anything about eliminating the federal deduction for state and local taxes ... (A nice addition to this story? The question of whether it's all just a Rovian plan to punish the Blue Staters in CA and NY. Bad Blue Stater! Bad!!)

  • Today's Wikipedia Featured Article has another clue for you ...

  • The Next Blog: My Unspoken Thoughts. (Not unwritten, however.)

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Sunday, December 05, 2004

Feisty Repartee

A Blogger blog as beautiful as Blogger blogs can be: Feisty Repartee. Found by just trolling the Next Blog button ...

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At 10:56 PM, Blogger Christina said...

Well, Everett, I was going to say I'd had a bad day, then I checked my site counter and found you!

A very sincere Thank You!

 
At 11:16 AM, Blogger Everett said...

My pleasure. Keep up the great work.

 

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Ready Roundup

Ahhh ... Sunday morning Christmas tree trimming, complimented by a morning shot in the coffee and NFL Countdown on the TV. And to compliment your day: these links.
  • Did Ronnie and Maggie make whoopee? Seems Oliver Stone thinks so. Still, some images are better left unfilmed ... like, for instance, all 173 minutes of Alexander. (Via FARK)

  • Footfault, McEnroe. We all saw this coming, didn't we? From, say, the very first moment CNBC announced the concept? I'm always glad for the little things in life ... things you can count on. Like the ability of media outlets to consistently demonstrate that their creative process is no more sophisticated than a game of pin the tail on the donkey. Hey look! I got John McEnroe on the ass!

  • Two steps back. As I've forecasted, more proof today of widening fissures in the air transportation security system, as Nevada's Elko Regional Airport becomes the first airport to try to ditch TSA screeners and return to private employees. I can't tell you how insecure this makes me feel. As if the one thing we need in our airports today is more screeners who struggle with showing up to work on time (let alone basic English). Honest to God: if we go back to the private security firms, I'm getting out of the air travel business.

  • Something new for you to worry about: Cyberterror. It's a threat that makes spam look like, well, lunchmeat. But don't worry ... at least Geedub isn't concerned about bioterrorism in the nation's food supply (even if outgoing HHS Secretary Tommy Thompson is).

  • The next blog: House of Shite. "Shite" as in "Jack Shite," a "virtual DIY recording artist associated with the Songfight! virtual community. FYI, I find these "Next Blogs" by clicking the "Next Blog" button in the upper right-hand corner.

  • Have you seen me? If so, call.

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Saturday, December 04, 2004

Packin' It On

Frontline has an interesting (aren't they all?) episode on obesity in America which I've been watching for the past hour or so. They point to this CDC page and PowerPoint presentation that illustrates U.S. obesity trends from 1985 to 2003.

It's remarkable to watch the slideshow as the years roll by. It's sort of a "red state / blue state" thing, but in this case as states move from white to blue to yellow to red, they don't get more negative toward gay marriage. Rather, their percent of population with a Body Mass Index greater than 30 (roughly 30 pounds overweight for a 5'4" woman) increases from 0 to over 25%.

Indiana, W. Virginia, Alabama, and Mississippi are already red (regardless of how they voted), and most of the Midwest and east is close behind. Grits, anyone? Check your BMI here.

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At 11:35 AM, Blogger Nettie said...

Interesting concept!

 
At 6:02 AM, Blogger Bellicose Woman said...

My BMI is low normal... (19.1). So there.

 
At 11:17 AM, Blogger Everett said...

Bellicose, yes. Big, no. I dream of 19.1 ...

 

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Greedlog

Here's a novel concept: Weblog as "shit I want" list.

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About Those Classics

While watching the afore-mentioned Christmas classics tonight we watched two of the best: Santa Claus is Comin' To Town and, perhaps the greatest of them all (and my wife's favorite), A Year Without A Santa Claus. As we watched the stop-motion animation unfold, I wondered about the creators, Rankin & Bass. Who, exactly, are these wackos with such eternal patience (because, by God, you'd have to be patient to do all that stop-motion work)?

Learn for yourself: Here's the best overview out there. You should also visit The Enchanted World of Rankin and Bass (which is actually a fan site) and Cartoon-O-Rama: Rankin/Bass Productions.

And for the truly hard-core ... you know who you are ... The Heat Miser's Hot Spot.

Of course, none of these sites answer the unanswered question: Snow Miser and John Kerry--separated at birth?

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The Magic Lives

A day of Total Christmas for my wife and I. After a languid morning we had our regular weekend date--today, lunch and a few beers followed by The Polar Express--after which we hunted Christmas Tree 2004, and then spent the remainder of the day trimming the tree, drinking egg nog spiced with booze, and watching classics like The Year Without a Santa Claus.

For the record: egg nog blended with egg nog ice cream, topped with nutmeg and livened with Meyer's dark? It's the shit.

But back to the point of the post. Polar Express rocks. Remarkable movie. True, at one point I found myself feeling a bit detached, and the CGI-generated characters have a bit of a PS2 feel in the rendering of their skin. But still: the film makes the magic and the mechanism of Christmas at the North Pole ... the thousands of elves, the prancing reindeer barely held to the ground, the mechanisms required to make and deliver millions of toys ... as real as you've ever dreamed them.

The film makes the wonder of the myth real for children--who gasp repeatedly during the film at the wonders they see--and real again for adults.

We both shed awkward tears of joy, and unless there's coal in your chest, you will, too.

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Friday, December 03, 2004

Bad Call, Coach

I'm sorry. But turning down Notre Dame to coach at Florida? Taking one national title over 100 years of tradition? The ol' ball coach over the four horsemen? "C" students over scholars? I'm sorry, Urban: you lost me. Hope the extra million a year is worth it. Don't know what one could do with $14 million ... but I certainly hope a significant portion goes to charity, because the quest for total personal enrichment? Doesn't motivate me re: college athletics.

I had hoped for a decision that reflected class ... instead I got school in the summertime. Boo on Florida. Go Irish.

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Moonlight

Moonlight: I have no idea what it means, but as blogs go, it's interesting to look at ...

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At 12:55 PM, Blogger j said...

plus, the _music_ is cool. you should do that. anything but The Four Seasons (which must be the most-played hold music in the world -- certainly among law firms). the english notes define terms in the law regarding commercial paper.

 
At 1:29 PM, Blogger Everett said...

You're right ... the music is cool. I didn't hear it before. Something like this for the law firm would be good ... besides, it sounds a little like the soundtrack for lesbian porn, and that could only be good for business.

 

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Zion From 41,000 Feet


Zion From 41,000 Feet

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How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb

I have to say, the first two times I listened to U2's latest I was unimpressed. "All the songs sound the same," said I. (Of course, that's not kept me from liking him or them.)

Still, sitting here now, signing holiday cards with the winter sun streaming through the blinds of my office, as I listen again I'm struck by how good this album is.

Funny how impressions can change in a moment. Maybe it's the mood ... regardless, I'll be dismantling this bomb all day, I'm sure.

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At 11:00 PM, Blogger Christina said...

I like the way you think and write.

 
At 11:22 PM, Blogger Everett said...

Thank you, Christina. Right back atcha ...

 

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The Morning Muse

Well ... back home again after spending the week in Washington D.C. and Chicago, and frankly, it was great to sleep in a familiar bed and wake up next to something warmer and more feminine than my TravelPro rollaboard. (Good for you, honey! You still outrank the suitcase. God, I'm romantic.)

Regardless, there are a number of items that catch our eye (yes, I'm sitting here with the Queen of England) as we scan the morning news:
  • Micosoft gets in the blog business. And having spent the past 10 minutes playing with "Spaces," I find it, like most things Microsoft, clunky and without personality in its first iteration. (Example: no easy way to tag hyperlinks to text in an entry. What's a blog without links, yo?) But it does have Trackbacks (not standard on Blogger), and a photo album, and lots of little bells and whistles ... and if the goal is to provide a scrapbook for the masses, they're on the right track. If it's to get into blogging ... which is much more about a medium for the creation of social networks ... well, there's still some room to go yet.

    That said, if Big Bill keeps at it (which he will ... remember the Microsoft Philosophy: embrace and extend), in time I expect they'll get better (as they have in nearly everything else). Still, open-source is the future baby, and in blogging, it's got a head start.

  • Lesbian minister defrocked. Sad for her, truly. But it does remind me of a limerick: There once were two ladies from Birmingham, and here's a story concerning them. They lifted the frok and diddled the ... well, I'll leave the rest to you.

  • Another reason not to interact with erratic drivers. Via Fark.

  • Huh? From head of the nation's largest police force to head of the nation's largest intelligence and security policy apparatus? Somebody get the net. What was the conversation? "Well, he was there on 9/11, and he is used to chasing bad guys ..." The administration defining homeland security as law enforcement ... not a good sign, folks.

  • The Next Blog: Bujang Lapuk Abroad. Click the "Next Blog" button up there in the right-hand corner of this page and it takes you to a random Blogger blog. For me, it was Bujang's site.

  • Finally, a nice post from my Web Hottie. My writing may be "beautiful and descriptive," but hers is good enough to publish, and it's high time some editor out there figured this out.
Have a great one, and as my brother would say: "Mind your top knot."

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At 11:34 AM, Blogger Yuen Li said...

Thanks for the mention. :) In the interests of accuracy though, "Bujang" is simply Malay for "Bachelor". "Bujang Lapuk" translates roughly as "Old Bachelor", although "Lapuk" can also mean "dilapidated". :)

 
At 12:32 PM, Blogger Everett said...

And thank you. I'll be reading.

 

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Thursday, December 02, 2004

The Art Of Understatement


BYU Is Not Very Good

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At 6:54 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

What do you expect from those Utah kids?

 
At 11:34 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

And they aren't. Funny and true all at the same time, as were the people who made the sign and those who found it.
GO UTES!!!
Scooter

 

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Juice For Your Java

Good morning from Chicago, where I still sit, and where it's still ... in fact, where it's increasingly ... cold.

A little morning roundup to enjoy with your first (or second, or sixth) cup of coffee:
Back to work for me ... and the same for you.

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Blournals?

The Web Hottie comments on the dictionarification of "blog," noting that it's an ugly word.

Maybe, but it beats the shit out of "Blournal."

Besides, Webster's already got it wrong:
Blog noun [short for Weblog] (1999) : a Web site that contains an online personal journal with reflections, comments, and often hyperlinks provided by the writer.
Yes, but it's a verb, too, pal. I blog, she blogs, they blog, it blogs. How mainstreammediaesque: Not even in print, and already out of date.

Update: Irony post of the day #1--when peforming the spell check on this post, the Blogger spell check tool failed to recognize "weblog," "blogs," and, yes, "Blogger." The cobbler's kids, it seems ...

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At 8:11 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Am enjoying the posts. Keep it up. G

 
At 8:59 AM, Blogger Everett said...

Thanks G ... will do.

 

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Wednesday, December 01, 2004

Over 20,000,000 People

Yes. Twenty million. And counting, with another 25 million living but infected in Sub-Saharan Africa. World Aids Day, 2004.

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Zion


Zion

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Frosted

It snowed like hell in Chicago last night. Sideways blowing snow, big fat flakes ... the whole deal. Being out in the burbs as I am, this morning I awake to a vista of white frosted trees below bright blue sky. Not a bad how-do-you-do for the morning after all.

Couple of musings today:
  1. Ty Willingham fired at Notre Dame. Bad news, that. Now my hero can pursue his dream (and shatter those of Utes everywhere).

  2. Matt Lauer replacing Dan Rather. Uhhhh ... no. Thanks, but people more interested in fashion than journalism need not apply. Tim Russert? That'd be great ... would save CBS ... but then who'd beat the shit out of Condi Rice on Sunday mornings?

  3. Paul Begala hates the DNC. Cool. He should. If you didn't see or hear Begala on Imus yesterday morning ... you know, the interview where he summarily dismissed Mary Beth Cahil as incompetent? ... it's hard to appreciate the viciousness of his attack. Problem is, he's right: the current DNC has destroyed the Democratic Party. And Howard Dean as chair? Oh yeah ... that'll fix it. YEAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Just my morning musings. Have a great day yourself, y'all.

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At 11:00 PM, Blogger Everett said...

Well, the commenting system seems to work. Let me take this space to reiterate: Urban Meyer GOOD. Please stay. Thank you.

 

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