06.08.11 – a wednesday

word

stepwise [step-wayhz] adv. 1. in a steplike arrangement 2. Music. from one adjacent tone to another: The melody ascends stepwise adj. 3. Music. moving from one adjacent tone to another: stepwise melodic progression

birthday

Frank Lloyd Wright (1867), Jerry Stiller (1927), Joan Rivers (1933), Boz Scaggs (1940), Griffin Dunne (1955), Keenen Ivory Wayans (1958), Julianna Margulies (1966), Kanye West (1976)

standpoint

Last night, I received an email from The New York Times with the subject line “Up to 30 Dismembered Bodies Found Near Houston, Reuters Reports.” That was at 6:45 pm. I was at work and didn’t actually read the email until I got home around 11:00 pm. I bookmarked it because I thought it would be something interesting to explore for this post.

When I finally got around to looking into it, around midnight, the Times link was dead. I then realized that a sort of retraction had been sent to me an hour after the original message with a vague reference to a “tipster.” I searched it on the internet and found this article that elaborated on the tipster stating how she was “claiming to be psychic.”

Now, I’m not someone who even comes close to resembling a conspiracy theorist but I’m calling bullshit here. There’s no way this is above-board.

I’m basing my opinion on the fact that every single previous “News Alert” The New York Times sent me has been extremely literal, very factual and bland stuff.

I realize what I’m writing here is not particularly interesting or fundamentally entertaining but I’m mostly sure we’re being hoodwinked here. I think someone found something in that house and, before a public panic ensued, it was squashed and then some genius decided to cook up this psychic tipster angle because, hey, a crackpot psychic is much more innocuous than a house full of dismembered non-psychics.

I could be wrong and maybe I’ve wasted my time by writing this and your time by asking you to read it but it’s my blog, after all, so every now and then you’ll just have to indulge me. Fair enough?

quotation

I wouldn’t recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone but they’ve always worked for me. ↔ Hunter S. Thompson

tune

All right, here’s something new I’m trying – Original vs. Cover. I love “These Days” by Jackson Browne. But I always try to be honest with you good people who frequent this blog and, in the spirit of truthfulness, I didn’t get around to listening to it until a friend of mine told me that it wasn’t a Mates of State original. I don’t pay the proper attention to classic rock that maybe I should. Sue me. In any case, here’s both. Weigh in. Tell me which one you prefer.

gallimaufry

For all of you Flyers’ fans out there bitching and moaning about how the team has been lackadaisical in its attempts to acquire a proven #1 netminder for the past decade, well, you’re absolutely correct. Until yesterday when GM Paul Holmgren traded for the rights to Ilya Bryzgalov.  If the Flyers can get him under contract, it’ll mean a pretty solid goaltender tandem with Bryzgalov and Sergei Bobrovsky who, despite a lackluster showing in the playoffs, did manage a 28-13-8 record in his rookie season.

→ I have a sticker in my car that reads “PEOPLE SUCK.” I get flack for it. When I read shit like this, I swear that sticker is gospel.

→ Just relax, everyone. Christopher Titus smokes way too much pot to organize this. (I have no idea if Titus is a pothead, I’m just assuming.)

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10.01.09 – A Thursday

WORD

anathema [uhnathuh-muh] n. 1. a person or thing detested or loathed: That subject is anathema to him 2. a person or thing accursed or consigned to damnation or destruction 3. a formal ecclesiastical curse involving excommunication 4. any imprecation of divine punishment 5. a curse; execration

BIRTHDAY

Richard Stockton (1730), William Boeing (1881), Helio Gracie (1913), Walter Matthau (1920), Jimmy Carter (1924), William Rehnquist (1924), Roger Willams (1926), Tom Bosley (1927), George Peppard (1928), Richard Harris (1930), Julie Andrews (1935), Randy Quaid (1950), Youssou N’Dour (1959), Esai Morales (1962), Mark McGwire (1963), Christopher Titus (1966)

STANDPOINT

Short and sweet today. Listening to all you Philadelphia Eagles “fans” talk about Kevin Kolb and how unimpressed you were with his two starts makes me want to drown you.

The dude becomes the first QB ever to throw for over 300 yards in each of his first starts and, still, you’ve got negative shit to say.

In my humble opinion, you people are lucky to have any sports teams at all. You suck.

QUOTATION

I like when they bring a comedian on stage, they always tell you what else they do. But fuck, this is enough, isn’t it? He’s here tonight performing, because that is his job! But no, it’s gotta be, “He laid bricks in Philadelphia. And he repaired a car in Oklahoma. He has an umbrella store in Philadelphia. That’s the only city that comes to mind right now. Philadelphia, ’cause you can say “Philly” and the people from Philadelphia will not get mad. Like if you say “Frisco,” San Francisco people say, “Fuck off!” But if you say “Philly” they say, “Alright!” Because I don’t always have time to say “Philadelphia.” Sometimes I just need that word to be two syllables. Phil-a-del-phi-a. Fuck, five! Your town would be called Philly too if it had five syllables!Mitch Hedberg

(Note: While I think Mitch Hedberg’s stuff is supremely kind of funny at times, I disagree with the whole “Philly” thing. I’ve never liked it. I mean, in the grand scheme of things, how much longer does it take to actually pronounce “Philadelphia?” Maybe about .2 seconds? And, if you’re from here, how often do you really have to say the actual name of the city? “Hey, next Tuesday, let’s meet in Northern Liberties. It’s a neighborhood in Philadelphia, where you and I both live. Just wanted to clarify.” For the record, if someone said that to me, I would stand them up. I can’t hang with that person.)  

TUNE

“Tim and Sam make music for the entrance foyer to heaven.” Those are the word of Megan Vaughan from manchestermusic.co.uk. She’s referring to Tim & Sam Band. And, possibly, Megan is right. Check out “Summer Solstice.”

GALLIMAUFRY

→ Man, things have gotten shitty for Washington Redskins fans. I can’t believe there are bids on this guy’s eBay offering. But, when your team loses to the Detroit Lions, there may be few other recourses.

→ For all the people out there who were worries, and I know that’s like almost all of you, my current health problems were due to an oversight in medications conflicting with one another. I’m fine now.

→ Earlier this week, I tried to explain my take on the problems with individual’s personal music tastes. And, I was wrong. Just a little. But I was mostly right. But Blender.com’s list of “The 50 Worst Artists in Music History” is more off than I was. Toad the Wet Sprocket? Spin Doctors? Blind Melon? The Doors? Crash Test Dummies? Oingo Boingo? Not the best bands in the world, but I’m betting this list was written by a bunch of people who attended college in the 1990s and spent every weekend watching everyone else go out and have fun while they sat around with their friend and argued about which reruns of The Simpsons to watch. Also, they probably argued about whether James T. Kirk or Jean-Luc Picard was the better captain of the USS Enterprise. Just so you know, it was Picard.