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A Good Cause

It’s not too late to help out — you can still donate to Charles Austin’s Muscular Distrophy appeal. While I’ve contributed already, I had been planning on swooping down and being the one whose contribution put him over the top, but that doesn’t look like it’s going to happen. Charles has threatened to stop blogging (again), so don’t blame me if he falls silent (again).

While you’re there, don’t forget the 70’s lyric contest — I think he made them harder this time. Now that I’ve finally gotten the lyrics to Lay Down by the Strawbs out of my head, I think I can get some.

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All You Need Is Love

Mark at Kaedrin linked to a great post at Armed and Dangerous about (some of) the motivations in Harry Potter. Mr. Raymond there falls squarely in the Severus is still against Voldemort camp (which I am part of), and I think he does a find job supporting his claims and I have to agree with him. I think Snape is a great character in many, many ways, and one of them is breaking down the bad guy/good guy duality – he’s far more complex than a simple good guy or bad guy. My own prediction for book 7 is that it ends with Snape as headmaster at Hogwarts and Harry as the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

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The Silly Season

Tom McMahon reports on the first birth control patch for men. By the looks of things, it should last a very long time.

Ah, Europe. My liberal friends tell me that it is the acme of civilization, and I can hardly argue after the latest news.  The EU is banning the display of Bavarian bosoms outdoors — namely barmaids wearing the traditional dirndl. Not because it’s too revealing and thus may arouse purient interest, but for the safety of the barmaid whose bosom is thus exposed to the harmful rays of the sun. Of course, this applies to all people showing excess skin while working, so Ty Pennington wouldn’t be able to work outdoors either without keeping his shirt on.

Speaking of overexposure, J-Lo thinks she’s overexposed and that’s why she can’t get good film parts anymore. Who says Hollywood is out of touch with reality? Oh, that’s right, me. Anyway, somebody who runs caption contest ought to use the photo that accompanies the post.

Speaking of someone who clearly is overexposed, apparently it’s big news that some photographer got shot by a BB while staking out Britney Spears. As always, I turn to Xinhua for my celebrity news where I discover that public pressure is forcing the LA county sheriffs department to actually pretend to investigate this farce.

And Eliot Spitzer, taking a break from investigating higher profile shenanigans has turned his attention turned his attention to a radio station that had a slapping contest. Now this isn’t my cup of tea (unless, of course, women wearing traditional Bavarian costumes were involved), but I don’t see how it’s worth a $300,000 dollar fine, although apparently it violated the laws of combatent sports. Please somebody tell Eliot about Fear Factor or the WWF and maybe something can be done about these menaces too.

I know there is a lot of important stuff going on out there, but since this is August the media has taken the month off (how else to explain the top frontpage story in today’s Post-Dispatch about how while running a marathon may seem healthy it might not actually be) and I figured I ought to join them in the silly season.

Oh yeah, the Jackson case may not quite be over …

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Be It Ever So Humble

I just got back from a long weekend in Indianapolis. The Fruit of the Murphy Loins are so busy this summer we couldn’t find a week to get away, so we had to go for the long weekend. It’s always fun to get away and nice to come home. The only down side was after not having comment spam for months, I came back to some pill pushing jerks leaving 34 comments.

On the way home I noticed a sign for the exit “Little Point”. There are a lot of exits that should be so labeled, but I guess Indiana has the gumption to actually do it. Not quite as good as the last exit before going west over the old Dumbarton Bridge whose sign said: “A Street Downtown”. Does it really matter? If you want to go downtown, go here. OK, it was A as in the letter, but as you drove by it wasn’t the easiest thing to figure out. Or my favorite, the Exit Without A Name in Colorado (I was ready for it the second time we passed it):

I’m willing to bet the Governor was called in to decide whether it should say “No Name” or just be left blank.

One last non-trip tidbit: The neighbors who watched our dog thought the way he goes up and down stairs was so funny, they invited another neighbor over to watch. Trooper must have been showing off, because the other neighbor promptly fell down the steps just watching him. Thankfully, she wasn’t hurt.

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Sudoku

It’s Friday, so I’m tired and depressed thinking about a Supreme Court that rules it’s OK for the government to take your property and give it to somebody else they think will do a better job with it and it’s OK for the goverment to take your property if they think it has something to do with drugs. 

Instead, it’s Sudoku time with Mathtrek. Follow the links to the world of Sudoku.

Shadows and Tall Trees

Shelley takes a walk on the wild side and has pictures of it! Now we know what forests symbolize in old tales.

Monday Humor

Who can’t use a good laugh on a monday? Therefore I give you Cap’n Wacky’s Death Star of Fun. Enjoy. You can thank me later.

Once A Baptist, Always A Baptist

John Smith was the only Protestant to move into a large Catholic neighborhood. On the first Friday of Lent, John was outside grilling a big juicy steak on his grill.

Meanwhile, all of his neighbors were eating cold tuna fish for supper. This went on each Friday of Lent. On the last Friday of Lent, the neighborhood men got together and decided that something had to be done about John, he was tempting them to eat meat each Friday of Lent, and they couldn’t take it anymore.

They decided to try and convert John to be a Catholic. They went over and talked to him and were so happy that he decided to join all of his neighbors and become a Catholic. They took him to Church, and the Priest sprinkled some water over him, and said, “You were born a Baptist, you were raised a Baptist, and now you are a Catholic.”

The men were so relieved, now their biggest Lenten temptation was resolved. The next year’s Lenten season rolled around. The first Friday of Lent came, and just at supper time, when the neighborhood was setting down to their tuna fish dinner, came the wafting smell of steak cooking on a grill.

The neighborhood men could not believe their noses! WHAT WAS GOING ON? They called each other up and decided to meet over in John’s yard to see if he had forgotten it was the first Friday of Lent?

The group arrived just in time to see John standing over his grill with a small pitcher of water. He was sprinkling some water over his steak on the grill, saying, “You were born a cow, you were raised a cow, and now you are a fish.”

Yes, I Am A Game Geek

Greg Costikyan looks at 3-D in gaming and concludes that it’s not always a good idea in gaming. I have to agree, and I’ll add a caveat that he didn’t: If the 3-D affects game play, then it’s a good idea. If it’s just there to look pretty or because it’s a way to update a game without actually improving it, then it’s a bad idea. And that’s the trouble for both the games he cites — Heroes of Might and Magic V and Civilization IV — it’s just there to look pretty without affecting gameplay. It’s not like the games are 3-D, they just look 3-D. And that leads into another pet peeve — I’ll play an ugly but fun game, but I won’t play a gorgeous but dull game. And it seems like far more time and money is spent on looks and not on gameplay. Kind of like the Spy Kids movies.

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Beyond Odd

Sometimes are odder than others, and now is such a time. I open up Google news, and what do I read, right after Schroeder Seeks Early Election; Polls Predict Defeat which isn’t odd, just uplifting and well deserved but does serve to set up the oddity, namely Dow, Nasdaq advance on Apple-Intel talks! That’s a double entodder, a twofer of oddity, a man bites dog while veternarians cheer kind of story. First, the wonderment of Apple and Intel getting together, but to follow that up with the idea that the market rallied on the news: “Wall Street was cheered by the Apple report … and could make the machines less expensive.” I guess themoney that all those traders won’t have to spend on the next Apple product is burning a stock sized hole in their pockets or something.

So after scratching my head over that, I move on to a story about Kylie Minogue having a cancerous lump removed from her breast. Nothing odd about that, but it’s from a Chinese news agency, Xinhua, that runs a picture that pretty much let’s you see where the lump was removed and allows you to compare the two. Breasts, that is. On the same page there’s also a picture link to an article headlined “Hot: Tempting Swimsuit Girls” and the picture demonstrates for once there wasn’t any bias in the headline writer. Next to that picture is another picture link with a hot tempting woman winning the Eurovision song contest. If I was at some British tabloid site I wouldn’t be surprised, but this is the State Chinese news agency, you know, home of the little Mao suit and antidote to the decadent West.

So enough Google news or my mind will boggle, but guess who watched the Incredibles this weekend? That would be me and James Lileks, that’s who. And it’s not like the first time the James and I have been synchronized. The male fruit of the Murphy loins was not at the boyscout campout as planned but was sick at home with me. So we watched movies together, including the Incredibles which even better the second time around, and amazingly enough is really a movie more for grownups than kids. Yes, kids will enjoy it too, but I think the person who will enjoy it the most is a married parent who loves the Sean Connery James Bond movies.

But that’s not the oddest thing, no the oddest thing is that somebody left a comment you only dream about: “You nailed it!!!” I usually don’t get comments, and usually they point out either where I’m wrong or where I left something out, but nothing life affirming like “You nailed it!!!”. Now I just have to figure out if I’m Katrina or a Wave.