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We went to see Daniel Craig kicks everyone’s ass Quantum of Solace, and it was good. Like, “good” as in “that was a good movie,” good. Sort of “film cinema good,” good. I found myself noticing symbolism and crap. Ungh! Plus, there was ass kicking. I liked that part too. Picked up another metric crapload . . . → Read More: Stuff atgatg, this is for you: Remember that reporter who talked to me at the Obama riot celebration when I was in Santa Cruz? I made the Santa Cruz Sentinel. There is no excerpt because this is a protected post. I haven’t written much about Judo since I busted my shoulder. That’s because there hasn’t been much to write about. I go to work out, when I’m not on the road, and I say things like “no throws for me, bum shoulder” a lot. Along the way I’ve gotten a lot better. I’m perhaps 90% . . . → Read More: Judo I get a lot of spam. I’m told that some huge percentage of it gets stopped before it even gets to our mail server (via a deep-packet-inspecting hardware device), and some huge percentage of what does make it through gets dropped (via greylisting) before hitting my mailbox. Then Apple’s spam filter takes over, and weeds . . . → Read More: Stupid spammers I was at a brewpub in (the People’s Republic of) Santa Cruz, CA. I was alternating between talking to a guy at the bar, and admiring the girl next to me’s tattoos, when the whole bar started jumping and screaming. So I jumped and screamed and pounded the bar. Then I realized that we . . . → Read More: For the reco One might characterize the second season of the Sarah Connor Chronicles as “ham handed,” were it not an insult to the subtlety of spiral cuts and honey glazes everywhere. Compared with this crap, pork chops have finesse. Still, Summer Glau is not displeasing to look upon, and I like stories about artificial intelligences … particularly . . . → Read More: Tee-Vee As I drove over the “hill” from dinner with a friend in San Jose to the “visiting faculty” apartment at UC Santa Cruz, I was struck by just what a cool and interesting life I lead. For what it’s worth, I’m enjoying it very much. Also: happy ‘day of the dead.’ My backpack is failing. A second major pouch has just become un-zippable. I currently have two binder-clips holding my stuff in my sack. This is both risky and undignified. I require a new sack. The floor is now open for both men and women to discuss the merits of their particular favorite sack. I will . . . → Read More: Sack failure |
