Monthly Archives: December 2002

railing against productivity

it’s friday, isn’t it? and not just any friday, but the last friday before the christmas holiday. many of you will shift into vacation-mode once the day is over, but let’s be honest…. you’re not really thinking about work right now anyway, are you? of course not. and to help you in your distraction, i

one person’s rules

sometimes i am asked another of those “why” questions. this why iregards this very weblog you’re reading right now. why did you post this? or more likely, why didn’t you post that? or more specifically, why didn’t you mention (insert name here) when you were talking about (insert event here)? i’m not the only one

middle-earth at midnight (LOTR: the two towers)

i don’t have to field the question too often. most people seem to understand or if they don’t understand, they are simply amused and think little of it. i mean, i play with theatre folk, volunteer with fantasy folk and work with computer folks — slim chance of derision there. more often than not, the

not too listless

since i covered films a few days ago, it is only natural that i give the same treatment to one of my other fascinations: music. it was not a flood year for music. i mean, there was alot for the high-brow to adore, but i can’t help but think that some artists are guaranteed to

make your presence known

the strangest thing. my site was down for an hour or so this morning and my host believes that i was over-run with traffic. now, as flattering as it might be to think that this site might be mobbed like the beatles at jfk, i just don’t think it’s true. so if you make a

for those seeking dignity and convenience

there are city guides for everything. food, leisure, culture… but where can you get reviews of the services you really need while travelling? “Memorable decor: in the men’s room there are old yearbook photos circa 1910 or earlier which give one the impression that one is strolling through an exquisite art museum, except you get

i didn’t even need a red suit

but i just played santa in secret. shhh….

i don’t think jesus advertises..

at least not on the local CBS affiliate. but there it was, all 15 or so seconds of it. a voiceover asks if you, the viewer, would recognize jesus christ if he were to return today. a generic picture of a stereotypically poor child. another photo, this time of a scruffilly bearded homeless fellow wearing

listing to the side

we’re nearing the end of another year. all the signs are around us. the dipping temps. the trimmed trees. the irate shoppers. the holiday parties. and then there are the lists, because a year is just not a year until it’s transformed into a year-in-review. if we believe popular culture, list-making is just something that

holy stromboli

i made a senatorial post to mefi yesterday. at 51 responses, it looks like i struck a nerve. or a maybe a funny bone.