Lovely birds in a sunny corporate park pond.
Did everyone else see this article in Businessweek? Pretty interesting stuff, even if you are tired of being constantly reminded that a trip to the movies might cost more than the movie ticket itself. What caught my eye most of all is a quote in the second paragraph, right below the rather annoying banner ad. …
Sometimes a gimmick creeps into your work. Sometimes, such gimmicks are fun. Hence, my rather encyclopedic review for Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.
(Oh, come on. It was an easy joke. And actually, Serenity is not now. It arrives on September 30. The trailer, however, is up and available for viewing. So go. Get to it … and if you’ve never seen Firefly, the original Fox-cancelled show, you really should.) And by the way … training is over. …
Yes. I am still in training. All day, every work day. And yet, two new reviews were posted over the weekend. One is for the new street-racing diversion from Rockstar Games and the other is for a cable-free Xbox controller. The great thing is that I was able to critique one while using the other. …
For your morning’s reading, I offer the following items: My sadly negative JIVE review of the latest Will Smith release, written as a letter to the artist. My surprisingly positive JIVE review of the new McConaughey film, Sahara. An observation on revealing — written for Skirt Magazine by the very talented Kayt. Enjoy.
I shall play as well, but by my own rules. On the rough wet grass of the back yard my father and mother have spread quilts. We all lie there, my mother, my father, my uncle, my aunt, and I too am lying there….They are not talking much, and the talk is quiet, of nothing …
Want to sell something? Anything? Arrange an audience with Oprah. And if you doubt the power of the Holy Queen of Daytime, just take a look at this up-to-the-minute chart from Amazon: Who the hell? Devo?!? No. Not even. When he’s not berating carefully selected auditioners for Fox television, Simon Cowell pretends to be a …
I Grew Up Here. Google Maps has satellite imaging now. Even with all the work I have on my morning plate, I couldn’t help it … I had to find my house, and then the house I grew up in. This is a Flickr-annotated snapshot of my formative neighborhood. Inspired by Matt, found via MeFi.
Went home this weekend. My dad needed a new television, so we ended up at the Wal-Mart of greater metropolitan Fort Oglethorpe. A frightening place. While we were weighing our options and waiting for unseen product to be retrieved from a secret back room — there is another story here, actually — I noticed something …