06.17.11 – a friday

word

bray [brey] n. 1. the loud, harsh cry of a donkey 2. any similar loud, harsh sound  v. 3. to utter a loud and harsh cry, as a donkey 4. to make a loud, disagreeable sound

birthday

Igor Stravinsky (1882), M. C. Escher (1898), Newt Gingrich (1943), Barry Manilow (1943), George S. Clinton (1947), Joe Piscopo (1951), Thomas Haden Church (1960), Greg Kinnear (1963), Jason Patric (1966), Will Forte (1970)

standpoint

I’m gonna address a few topics today so just bear with me.

First, a note about this blog. I know the word “daily” is in the title and I’m aware that suggests there should be a new post every day. In the past, that was definitely the case but, for several reasons, it’s just not feasible nowadays. So you all will have to be satisfied with three posts per week. And, no, I’m not changing the name to conform to the current format. Unless one of you can suggest something better. As always, I welcome your ideas.

Next, the Anthony Weiner issue. I get it. The guy’s a scumbag. But should he have been forced to resign? I’m not completely sold. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to be buddies with the guy but it seems to me he did an all right job despite his penchant for the occasional online dalliance. Lots of politicians have done way worse and retained their office. Also, Howard Stern, who’s becoming more irrelevant by the minute, is an asshole for sending one of his douchebag minions to the press conference to shout out mindless bullshit while Weiner was publicly resigning.

Last, the riots in Vancouver two nights ago were absolutely ridiculous. The photo footage looks like an anti-USA rally in Tehran. And I love the headlines: “Frustration Over Canucks Spills Into Downtown Streets.” If that had happened in Philadelphia a year ago when the Flyers lost in the Stanley Cup Finals, the media would have a field day, creating video montages of every awful thing any Philadelphia sports fan had ever done.

quotation

I like it when people talk shit. Because if people weren’t talking shit, there would be nothing for me to come back with. I need that. If I don’t have any ammo, what am I going to say? ↔ Eminem

tune

Hipster all over the country are revitalized this week due to the release of Bon Iver‘s eponymous second album. I loved the first album, For Emma, Forever Ago, but it certainly wasn’t pick-me-up listening. I always wondered (mostly aloud) if it would’ve killed them to pick up the tempo a beat, you know, just for a change of pace. Well, it seems Bon Iver was listening to me as much as I was listening to them. Or, at least, they’re meeting me halfway here. This is “Calgary” off the new album. Enjoy.

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“The World’s Oldest Light Bulb Has Been On for 110 Years” Yeah, you read that right. I like how there’s a “light bulb centennial committee.”

I recommended this book to three different people after I’d only read three chapters. Of those three, exactly none of them actually made it all the way through.  I finished it out of a sense of obligation but wasn’t happy about it. But good for McCann.

→ I’m an unabashed animal lover but there are people out there (including some of my very own readers) who go above and beyond the call of duty. I hope this article is helpful to those of you who look out for those George Eliot called “such agreeable friends.”

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06.15.11 – a wednesday

word

betide [bih-tahyd] v. 1. to happen to; come to; befall: Woe betide the villain! 2. to happen; come to pass: Whatever betides, maintain your courage

birthday

Sam Giancana (1908), Mario Cuomo (1932), Waylon Jennings (1937), Harry Nilsson (1941), Simon Callow (1949), Jim Varney (1949), James Belushi (1954), Julie Hagerty (1955), Helen Hunt (1963), Courteney Cox (1964), Ice Cube (1969), Leah Remini (1970), Neil Patrick Harris (1973)

standpoint

Let’s face it, there’s only so many reruns one can watch before looking elsewhere for entertainment. Two nights ago, I was ready to watch Game 6 of the Stanley Cup Finals but lost interest midway through the first period when it became clear only one team, the Boston Bruins, came to play.

So I turned on the CNN Republican Debate and I actually learned a few things. First, apparently people participating in debates don’t actually have to answer the question posed to them. Instead, they answer some imaginary question they would’ve have preferred to be asked. Second, Republicans, at least the seven gathered on that stage in New Hampshire, absolutely fucking hate Barack Obama. If you went by what they were saying, he can barely go to the bathroom by himself. Third, all the candidates love to make babies. Also, they love to brag about it. Fourth and last thing I learned is that everyone of them despises homosexuals.

Granted, I’m no political analyst. Normally, I steer clear of the whole arena because political arguments are, to me at least, exercises in futility usually won by simpletons with tunnel vision and booming voices. “Those who are too smart to engage in politics are punished by being governed by those who are dumber.” Plato wrote that.

But I am going to weigh in on the good folks who took the stage for last night’s “debate” which in the end turned out to be more of a meet-and-greet with the American public. Here are the unique impressions each one left on me.

Rick Santorum – This dude is pretty much my worst nightmare to be stuck in a room with. The only thing this clown loves more than God is himself.

Michele Bachmann – From everything I’d heard about this woman, I was expecting her to say plenty of inane crap. But she didn’t. She’s either extremely coachable or not as dumb as everyone thinks.

Newt Gingrich – Don’t take this hombre lightly. His campaign may appear as if it’s run by high school stoners but he’s got words at his disposal. They’re the words of a douche but still.

Mitt Romney – I gather that he is the front runner. He sure acted like it. He didn’t have much to say but, damn, he sure looked presidential. Really great head of hair.

Ron Paul – I’d like to have a couple of drinks with this dude. So off-the-wall, he’s harmless but interesting. Reminded me of Elmer Fudd if he’d solved the speech problem and became intensely religious and political.

Tim Pawlenty – This guy showed everyone he can back down from a statement he made just 24 hours earlier with the best of them. A true politician.

Herman Cain – CEO of Godfather’s Pizza? Never heard of it. But if this guy is running for president, how insanely tasty must that pizza be? The only other time I’ve heard of him was when he was ranting about Obama being from Kenya. I definitely want to try that pizza.

All in all, the debate was modern day media at its finest with one enormous grapefruit being lobbed after the other. Bottom line? I understand the economy is in disarray but I can’t get behind anyone who blathers on and on about outmoded religious morays while simultaneously displaying such disdain for individuals who don’t fit into their accepted ideals of normalcy. I can’t advocate prosperity built on meaningless hatred. If that makes me unworldly or foolish or wide-eyed, I can live with that.

quotation

There’s an old saying that God exists in your search for him. I just want you to understand that I ain’t looking ↔ Leslie Nielsen

tune

It’s taken me a little bit of time to get around to listen to TV On The Radio‘s latest album, Nine Types of Light. (Once again recommended to me by my roommate Dan.) I like the first song on the album which is cleverly called “Second Song.”

gallimaufry

I found slicingupeyeballs.com by accident and I still haven’t gone through it but the Pixies‘ lyrical reference is enough for me to take it seriously.

→ I support John Kasich’s move here. It seems the governor of Ohio’s got a sense of humor.

Am I supposed to feel bad for this guy? Come on.

05.31.11 – a tuesday

word

jackanapes [jakuh-neyps] n. 1. an impertinent, presumptuous person, especially a young man; whippersnapper 2. an impudent, mischievous child 3. Archaic. an ape or monkey

birthday

Walt Whitman (1819), Clint Eastwood (1930), John Bonham (1948), Tom Berenger (1949), Lea Thompson (1961), Brooke Shields (1965), Colin Farrell (1976)

standpoint

Here’s some things bothering me after the holiday weekend.

→ I watched The Dilemma with several friends yesterday. Boy, did it completely suck.

How does a manhole explode from “cable malfunctions?” Luckily, it was on the other side of town and I wasn’t effected.

→ Went to Hymie’s Merion Deli yesterday for lunch. Hadn’t been there in years. Truly solid experience. If you have the means, check it out.

→ If you have a problem with getting addicted to video games then you should definitely steer clear of Tiny Wings. It’s menacing.

quotation

 In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer. ↔ Albert Camus

tune

I get these updates from a popular news source that I would mention but I don’t feel like linking. Over the weekend, I was checking my email on my iPod touch and I read the news that Gil Scott-Heron passed away Friday at the age of 62. If you don’t know who he was or why he was important, do yourself a favor and check him out. Here’s “The Revolution Will Not Be Televised.”

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Christ. Jessica Rabbit wasn’t as much of a cartoon character as this lady. I know I pick on Palin a lot but, come on all ready.

→ The Stanley Cup Finals start tomorrow. The Boston Bruins vs. The Vancouver Canucks. I’d be surprised if the Canucks don’t take it in five games. But I’ve been all kinds of wrong lately when it comes to hockey so the Bruins will probably sweep them.

→ I’m hearing lots of negative shit about The Hangover Part II. Anyone got something nice to say about the movie?

05.23.11 – a monday

word

tyro [tahy-ro] n. a beginner in learning anything; novice

birthday

Douglas Fairbanks (1883), Scatman Crothers (1910), Joan Collins (1933), Drew Carey (1958), Jewel (1974)

standpoint

Yesterday was my birthday and, holy shit, the amount of emails, Facebook messages, texts and calls I received was pretty damn humbling.

But as great a day as it was, there was a twinge of sadness that, at first, I couldn’t figure out. And then I realized it was the first birthday in a well over a decade with no Harv. For those of you who might not know, my best friend Harvey Forsyth passed away last November. One of the countless things I loved about him was that, while he was ever reluctant to make a big deal about his own birthday, he was always more than willing to make a big deal out of mine.

I’m not discounting all of the fantastic sentiments I received yesterday because that’s simply not the case. I truly appreciated every last one. But, without a second’s hesitation, I would trade all of them for one more chance to sit next to Harv at our favorite bar as he held up his beer to meet mine and wished me a happy birthday.

quotation

The longer I live the more beautiful life becomes. ↔ Frank Lloyd Wright

tune

This one’s gonna take a little patience. If I was only allowed to listen to 20 songs for the rest of my life, “Tokyo” by Bob Schneider would be a shoe-in. This is the only video I could find of it and it’s not that great and there’s a fanboy singing along at parts but I think the lyrics are some of the best around. Enjoy.

gallimaufry

The answer to the question posed in the title of this article is a very loud and resounding, “WHY WOULD YOU WASTE YOUR TIME WRITING THIS?”

→ I’m constantly back and forth about Daniel Tosh. Sometimes, I think we might get along famously. Other times, I’m convinced he’d be annoying on a level I haven’t experienced. I’m relatively sure, when he thinks about me, he’s having the same sort of internal struggle.

→ Okay. Fine. The Vancouver Canucks is the best team in the NHL. I was wrong. You guys were right. I can’t call them all so just shut up about it all ready.

01.28.10 – A Thursday

WORD

supine [adj. soo-pahyn; n. soo-pahyn] adj. 1. lying on the back, face or front upward 2. inactive, passive, or inert, esp. from indolence or indifference 3. (of the hand) having the palm upward n. 4. (in Latin) a noun form derived from verbs, appearing only in the accusative and the dative-ablative, as dictū in mirābile dictū, “wonderful to say.” 5. (in English) the simple infinitive of a verb preceded by to 6. an analogous form in some other language

BIRTHDAY

Saint Thomas Aquinas (1225), William Seward Burroughs I (1855), Jackson Pollock (1912), Alan Alda (1936), Sam Phillips (1962), Mo Rocca (1969), Joey Fatone (1977), Elijah Wood (1981)

STANDPOINT

One of the frustrating things about doing this blog is that I’ve never been able to put pictures up without disrupting the integrity of the entire post. So today, I’m going to try to do just that. So bear with me.

In my opinion, hockey teams have always had the best logos. Here are my top five of all time.

5. Anaheim Mighty Ducks – I know, it’s kind of lame, but I really like this logo.

4. Boston Bruins – My brother Jer made me a t-shirt with this logo on it.

3. Vancouver Canucks – Sometimes the simplest logos work the best.

2. Montreal Canadiens – My second favorite NHL team. Classic logo.

1. Philadelphia Flyers – Obviously, the best logo in all of sports.

All right, so that was a success. More picture usage to come. Thanks for bearing with me on that one. And thanks for reading.

QUOTATION

A preoccupation with the future not only prevents us from seeing the present as it is but often prompts us to rearrange the past.Eric Hoffer

TUNE

A few months ago, I was at a Blind Pilot show and the last song the band performed was a cover song that I couldn’t place. Neither could the people I was with. Eventually, we figured it out. (Although there is some discrepancies over who actually did finally find the song.) In any case, that’s not really important. (But, it is, and I still say I’m right.) It was “Kids” by MGMT. I didn’t really care for the original version at first but, after having it beat into my head by two particular ladies, it’s growing on me.

GALLIMAUFRY

→ It’s hard to imagine anything people care less about than the upcoming NFL Pro Bowl in Miami. Unless it’s practice for the upcoming NFL Pro Bowl in Miami.

→ I don’t get the whole notion of reading an entire book off of the screen of some handheld device but apparently I’m the only one. Yesterday, the geekverse revved up when Apple’s Steve Jobs unveiled the new iPad. Let the tampon-related jokes begin…now.

→ Could it be true? After years of withstanding the bitching of Philadelphia Eagles fans, could Donovan McNabb finally get a fresh start in a new NFL city? For everyone involved, I hope so.