Monthly Archives: February 2005

Rolling Up the Weekend

Friday. Constantine. There’s a review in the works, a collaborative effort with the mighty Zip. But for now, let it be known that I might’ve been wrong. Also, it was more than a little unsettling to get carded as we walked into the Medlock Bridge movie house. Yes, I know that Constantine is an R-rated

Daksha at the Door

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I know you’re out there. You LJ-people. Frittering about with your little communities and commentaries that stream for pages after pages. I know all about your abbreviated languages that vary from group to group like so many dialects across a virtual foreign continent. Your user icons. Your current moods. Your current music. And let’s not

Across the Mighty Ocean

I have two nephews. Blake and Brad. This is a big year for them, because they will be ten years old in June. I received an email this evening. Brad has started writing his autobiography. Chapter Five focuses on the differences between England (where they live) and America (where they were born). When I think

Grindstoning

Nothing much to be said today. Too busy. But let me tell you … if you’re needing an underscore to keep your head down and your mind in your work, you can’t beat this: The third installment in the Splinter Cell series of video games will be released on my birthday, March 29. The soundtrack

Goreyday

I notice on my calendar — my Edward Gorey calendar — that today is Edward Gorey’s birthday. A little math tells us that the late Mr Gorey would be 80 years old — if were he not so, well, late. So in rememberance of the man who brought so many of us joy through his

Nous Marchons dans l’Avenue

I was going to make some remark that tied the unfortunate fate of Paris Hilton’s T-Mobile account with the fall of France in 1940. Something about how the world is now marching down a virtual Avenue Des Champs-Elysees, taking mental notes and photos as they go. But really, if this is not an elaborate hoax

Goodnight, Doctor

RIP, you magnificent bastard.

Cat in the Bag

Cats scratch. It is an expected behavior. Some do it more than others, but even the ones that do it rarely can still cause more damage than an owner might want. Our cats like resting and relaxing far too much to damage the living room furniture. Even the new chairs we purchased in the fall

John & Jeremy Live On My Desk

John Lennon and Jeremy Hillary Boob, PhD (aka “The Nowhere Man”). New residents at work.