02.11.11 – a friday

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word

daedal [deed-l] n. 1. skillful; ingenious 2. cleverly intricate 3. diversified

birthday

Thomas Alva Edison (1847), Max Baer (1909), Sidney Sheldon (1917), Eva Gabor (1919), Lloyd Bentsen (1921), Leslie Nielsen (1926), Manuel Noriega (1934), Gene Vincent (1935), Burt Reynolds (1936), Sergio Mendes (1941), Jeb Bush (1953), Sheryl Crow (1962), Sarah Palin (1964), Ken Shamrock (1964), Jennifer Aniston (1969), Kelly Slater (1972), D’Angelo (1974), Brandy (1979)

standpoint

I know today I was supposed to continue my homage to my best friend Harvey who passed away this past November but I’m not sure I’m ready just yet. To those of you who are looking forward to it, I promise I’ll deliver sooner than later.

Instead, today I’d like to discuss zombies.

Let’s face it, zombies are slowly (they don’t do anything quick) pushing vampires off the center stage of the cultural mindset.

The zombie apocalypse has a stranglehold on most all of the entertainment mediums. Literature (Cell, The Rising), movies (28 Days Later, Zombieland), television (The Walking Dead) and gaming (Resident Evil, Zombie Panic In Wonderland) are all churning out zombie-related projects at a fantastic clip.

And we’re eating it up with both hands.

But why?

Well, first, the notion of a zombie apocalypse is one supported by certain folks out there who postulate it’s something that could actually transpire. The underlying hypothesis, in simple terms, is that a neurological disease could become transmissible and spread like wildfire through the population. Basically, we could all end up with a virus that would degenerate our minds that would effectively make us zombie-like. So, unlike vampires or werewolves for example, there’s some actual scientific evidence to suggest a zombie apocalypse is possible, and some even think inevitable. And nothing really captivates the modern mind as much as the destruction of the human race can.

Which brings me to the reason I think the zombie craze really appeals to most everyone with red blood running through their veins: the majority of us figure we’ll be among the survivors. And that’s because the most appealing facet of a zombie apocalypse is they’re so damn easy to kill. All you need is an SUV with a full tank of gas, a powerful assault weapon with unlimited ammo and an IQ above 100 and, really, how hard could it really be? If Jesse Eisenberg can do it, pretty much everyone can, right?

But I don’t find zombies to be truly vexing. If the zombie apocalypse happens, I’ll do my best to steer clear of them. No, what truly concerns me is that, as a society, we’ve become fascinated with facing a foe no more dangerous than those damn pigs in Angry Birds. (All of whom I hate.) We used to daydream about fighting impossible foes against insurmountable odds. But instead, these days, we’re waging war against brainless versions of ourselves and, most of the time, we’re not even winning.

quotation

I don’t want to impress people I wouldn’t cross the road to talk to. ↔ Ricky Gervais

tune

The 88 is a band I’m not super crazy about but I do like some of their songs. “They Ought To See You Now” is one of them.

gallimaufry

Sad, sad day for my roommates. R.I.P. Guitar Hero.

→ The only bright side of all the chaos transpiring in Egypt right now is that, if only for a brief time, the good old U.S. of A. doesn’t appear to be the most disorganized established government on the planet.

This gentleman from Philadelphia might be off his rocker but, hey, at least he’s trying to do something to help his community. Guaranteed Michael Ta’bon’s efforts don’t get nearly as much coverage as it should.

06.25.09 – Thursday

Word: daedal [deed-l] adj. 1. skillful; ingenious 2.cleverly intricate 3. diversified 

Birthday: Thomas Pennant (1726), George Orwell (1903), Sidney Lumet (1924), June Lockhart (1925), James Meredith (1933), Eddie Floyd (1935), Harold Melvin (1939), Carly Simon (1945), Jimmie Walker (1947), Tim Finn (1952), Anthony Bourdain (1956), Ricky Gervais (1961), George Michael (1963), Zim Zum (1969)

Quotation: I’ll play first, third, left. I’ll play anywhere – except Philadelphia.Richie Allen

Tune: A few years back, someone told me I needed to get #3, an album by some outfit named Suburban Kids With Biblical Names. I’m relatively certain they’re from Sweden. I thought the name of the band sounded kind of cool. I bought the album. And – predictably- I hated it. Except for one song – “Loop Duplicate My Heart.” It’s not really that good. It’s just sort of good when compared to the rest of the album. Not a ringing endorsement, I know.

Gallimaufry: OK. So, the Governor of South Carolina, Mark Sanford, is suspected of having an affair. Next, he goes AWOL and people start looking for him. Then, he apparently calls in and tells everyone he’s all right, just off on some goof romp up the Applachian Trail. We all shrug. That’s cool, I guess. Just a guy hiking with his thoughts. working some shit out. But he wasn’t hiking through the woods. Dude says he was “crying in Argentina,” visiting, for the last time he claims, the woman he’s been cheating on his wife with for the last year. The guy is the governor of a state and he up and leaves for five days. I mean, it’s only South Carolina, but still. So far, only one lawmaker is calling for his resignation. Only one.   Yesterday, in South Africa, the USA National Soccer Team advanced to the finals of the Confederations Cup by beating Spain, 2-0. For those of you who don’t follow soccer (presumably all of you), yesterdays victory for the USA was the equivalent of your high school basketball team beating the Michael Jordan-era Chicago Bulls. Spain hadn’t been beaten since November of 2006. USA will be making its first finals appearance ever. My prediction is, if they win, you’d still be hard-pressed to find anyone who cares. Unfortunately, this country doesn’t embrace soccer in the way the rest of the world does. My theory is that it takes too much thinking and there’s not enough commercials.  Leave the guy be. Since his drowning death in 1997, Jeff Buckley‘s music has become more iconic than had he survived that fateful nighttime swim in Memphis. Wait. I’m not putting down Buckley. I’m one of the few people who actually thought Grace was a classic album before 1997. I’m just of the opinion that we don’t have to take everything the guy ever recorded and turn it into something meaningful and profound. But it seems, for the time being, we’ll keep at it, as heard by the “remastered” version of Elton John’s “We All Fall In Love Sometimes,” featured in the (how-can-it-not-be?) weepy movie, My Sister’s Keeper.