Monthly Archives: December 2004

Happy Bling Year

To bling ring in the New Year, we’ve decided against the de-Clark’d Regis-athon. Instead, we are making fun of the silly celebrities on MTV’s Iced Out New Year. Our champagne has been modified accordingly … Word.

Responsibility: Expanded Quietly

Like a balloon, perhaps. One sloooooowly inflated by an asthmatic. In further recognition of their own error of installing faulty logic books in several iBooks produced in 2002 (including mine), Apple has extended again their warranty coverage of these ill-fated devices. I must use the word “extension” lightly, because this extension feels more like a

Executive Presumption

“I presume that we are in pretty good shape. I think our location in the world is such that we may be less vulnerable than other parts, but I am not a geologist, as you know,” Bush told reporters in Crawford, Texas.* Heck of a presumption, really. Actually, we’re only covered by half. If you’re

Self Hackery

The workplace stillness produced by this valley between Christmas and New Year’s Day has inspired in me an unsuspected interest in self-motivation. I still think Chicken Soup is meant to be eaten and Stephen Covey’s plastic smile creeps me out, so don’t expect to find me at the next Tony Robbins seminar. However, the idea

Help.

The immensity is almost too much to comprehend and more than I anyone can bear. However, we accomplish nothing by quivering in our seats and shaking our heads at the images on television, on the Internet, on the front page of the newspaper. Instead, we should help. United Methodist Committee On Relief CARE Doctors Without

One Last Thing Before the Holiday Slips Away

The presents have been opened. Most of them. We still have to head to Fort Oglethorpe tomorrow to complete the circle of family and friends, and that will entail a bit more unwrapping and smiling and thanking. So … what did you get? I got a couple of sweaters (very classy and actually needed), some

A Gift From 1981

When I was nine, my older brother gave me a 45rpm record. While always generous of heart and spirit, my brother was never much of a giver of material things … at least not when we were living under the same roof. He wasn’t stingy, I don’t guess. I think he just wanted to teach

Double Features

There is a thread over at AskMe about imagined double-bills. I like some of the ideas so far, but others just lack imagination. In a matter of minutes, I was able to come up with a good handful, so I’m sticking them here for safe-keeping and possible movie nights to be had later. Brother John

Childhood Storyboarded

Waves of unicorns crashing on the shore? Yes. Storyboards from Peter S. Beagle’s The Last Unicorn, now in development.

Winter Mix

Tonight is forecasted as our coldest so far. Bundle up. Hold a loved one. Grab a pet. I’ve finished another mix. This one is unexpectedly seasonal, or perhaps just thematically chilled out. I really intended it to be pretty up-tempo, good for driving and what not. But what started as another attempt at audible caffeine