November 2, 2011

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solicitous [suhlis-i-tuhs] adj. 1. anxious or concerned (usually followed by about, for, etc., or a clause): solicitous about a person’s health 2. anxiously desirous: solicitous of the esteem of others 3. eager (usually followed by an infinitive): He was always solicitous to please 4. careful or particular: a solicitous housekeeper

birthday

Daniel Boone (1734), Marie Antoinette (1755), James Knox Polk (1795), Warren G. Harding (1865), Burt Lancaster (1913), Pat Buchanan (1938), Pat Croce (1954), k.d. lang (1961), David Schwimmer (1966), Nelly (1974)

standpoint

This year’s NHL Winter Classic is going to happen right here in Philadelphia. I understand this shouldn’t be breaking news.

But, while I’m excited to see the Flyers take on the New York Rangers in the great outdoors on New Year’s Day, I’m even more psyched for the Alumni Game that will take place the night before.

And that’s because my favorite hockey player of all-time will be lacing up the skates once again. That’s right. Eric Lindros will be wearing a Flyers’ sweater for the first time in over a decade. Also, John LeClair will be joining him.

For a hockey geek like me, it just doesn’t get any better that.

quotation

Humanity takes itself too seriously. It is the world’s original sin. If cavemen had known how to laugh, history would have been different. ↔ Chuck Klosterman

tune

Last week I featured the title track from Gomez‘s latest, Whatever’s On Your Mind. I can’t stop listening to the frickin’ album. Here’s “Song In My Heart.”

gallimaufry

→ “I would think that he would be eager to get all the details out as quickly as possible if he is as innocent as he is describing himself in all of this.” Quote from Tom Brokaw on the alleged sexual harassment charges against Herman Cain. True dat, Brokaw. True dat.

→ My brother Jeremy told me about www.flyersgoalscoredby.com and it’s a pretty good site. But even if you don’t give a shit about hockey you need to read this post about a Buffalo Sabres’ fan cruising Craigslist for a date to tonight’s game. Funny and sad. But mostly funny.

→ This will probably be my last post this week as I’ve got some social stuff going on. But I wanted to mention how surprised I am about yesterday’s site traffic. I was kind of nervous to see everyone’s reaction because I wrote some pretty personal stuff but I received more hits than I have in a long time. Much appreciated. Thanks for reading.

07.18.11 – a monday

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usufruct [yoo-zoo-fruhkt, -soo-, yooz-yoo, yoos-] n. Roman and Civil law the right of enjoying all the advantages derivable from the use of something that belongs to another, as far as is compatible with the substance of the thing not being destroyed or injured

birthday

Machine Gun Kelly (1895), Hume Cronyn (1911), Red Skelton (1913), Nelson Mandela (1918), John Glenn (1921), Hunter S. Thompson (1937), James Brolin (1940), Joe Torre (1940), Steve Forbes (1947), Sir Richard Branson (1950), Vin Diesel (1967), Kristen Bell (1980)

standpoint

So, yes, admittedly it’s been a while. I’m not updating with the frequency that most of you would like and, truthfully, I’ve got no real excuse.

But I’m back, at least for today, and here’s some things currently taking up space in my brain.

→ I can’t wait for the Harry Potter movies to go away and I suspect Daniel Radcliffe would agree with me on this one. I’ve never seen one all the way through and I don’t really feel a tremendous sense of loss over it. Also, I don’t want to hear one more person say to me, “But, dude, you should read the books. The books are so good.” I’m not reading the books. I simply have no interest. And while I’m at it, I’m not going to read The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo books, either. I understand that society deems me a bad person because of my refusal to read these books. I’m going to have to live with that.

→ Everyone needs to calm down about yesterday’s FIFA’s Women’s World Cup Final. In case you missed it, and there’s a good chance you did, Japan beat the US in a match that went down to the wire, ending in penalty-kick shootout that didn’t quite go our way. The outcome was beneficial for all: the Japanese people got a well-deserved reason to celebrate and we Americans got to bitch for a couple of hours about something we’ve all ready forgotten by now.

→ People are actually giving money to the campaign of this execrable, loathsome fuckstick (pardon the language). Also, I’ve changed my mind yet again on this crazy bitch. We’re in for some serious shit here, people. Get ready.

That’s it for today. Thanks for reading.

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Depression is rage spread thin. ↔ George Santayana

tune

The other day, I went to Main Street Music as part of my “secret mission.” (There’s only one of you who will understand what I mean by that.) And, as sometimes happens, I like whatever particular song happens to be playing and an impulse buy ensues. And now I own Within And Without by Washed Out. Here’s “Amor Fati.”

gallimaufry

I have no idea what to say about this. But I hope Mila Kunis actually goes through with it.

→ With all of the uncertainties revolving around the Philadelphia Flyers‘ upcoming season, I didn’t need this news.

→ Of all the apps out there, I think this one is my current favorite.

07.05.11 – a tuesday

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barmecidal [bahr-muhsahyd-l] adj. giving only the illusion of plenty; illusory: a barmecidal banquet

birthday

P. T. Barnum (1810), Robbie Robertson (1943), Huey Lewis (1950), Bill Watterson (1958), Edie Falco (1963)

standpoint

I hope everyone had a great holiday weekend. As I wrote last week, I spent some time at the family vacation homestead down in Avalon NJ, and, truthfully, it was one of my favorite in a long list of memorable jaunts.

It’s summertime, people, so get out there and take some jaunts of your own. You won’t regret it, I promise.

In any case, tomorrow I will be back to business as usual,, spouting off in my quotidian manner, blurring the lines between optimism and misanthropy as best I can.

(Note: Be forewarned, there will be a post sometime this week about the current state of the Philadelphia Flyers. And, yes, I’m fully aware that it won’t be insanely popular but I need to get it off my chest, so just bear with me.)

quotation

I never give up and I keep talking until I get what I want ↔ Jerry Weintraub

tune

I used to listen to this song all of the time in college. Yesterday, it played on my iPod and I thought I would share it with you today – “What’s The Frequency, Kenneth?” by R.E.M.

gallimaufry

There’s nothing wrong with this. We just have to realize that sometimes things need to change.

→ So far this season, Louie is not really doing it for me. Doesn’t mean I’m going to stop watching, I’ll probably watch the whole season no matter what. I am, however, optimistic about Wilfred. I mean how in the world can you screw up a show with such a great concept?

→ While on the beach last week, I blew through When I Stop Talking, You’ll Know I’m Dead: Useful Stories From a Persuasive Man, the memoir of Jerry Weintraub. Not the most important book I’ve ever picked up, but definitely one of the most entertaining and inspirational.