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April 27, 2008

More River Tam

Part of the Serenity ad campaign:
The River Tam Sessions

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Coo-el

Fort Monroe panThe Casemate Museum at Fort Monroe.

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"Somebody broke it"

All-purpose toddler explanation of how something that worked is now inoperative. Simple soundbite, sounds impressive, nonjudgmental, and a complete dodge.

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Happy Birthday Zoe!

Gina Torres, 39 two days ago!

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Obama on Fox News Sunday

Unimpressive, particularly in his shaky grasp of basic economics. He justified his plan to raise the capital gains rate as saying it would not affect those with retirement plans because the gains in the accounts are tax-deferred. The problem is, of course that raising the capital gains rate from the current 15 percent to 28 percent will hit every American right in his 401(k)/403(b)/IRA/pension plan by raising the cost of capital, depressing the market, and degrading the performance of everyone's portfolio.

Want to raise more revenue from capital gains? Cut the rate--works every time. Want to have "the rich" pay even more taxes? Cut the rate which will encourage more economic activities of the sort covered by capital gains, thus more taxable events. Ooops, can't do that--why that would be a tax cut for "the rich!" BTW, "the rich" seem to be everyone making more than $75,000 per year.

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April 26, 2008

Gratuitous Nats Posting

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So last night Will Nieves gets his first major league homer - a walk-off ninth inning shot that wins the game against the Cubbies.

The eldest Llama-ette thought that was great.

A few minutes later Nieves is being interviewed by the MASN sports-babe. Before he can get two words out of his mouth, one of his team-mates sneaks up and smacks him in the face with a cream pie.

The eldest Llama-ette thought that was hi-larious.

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Draft Day Is Here

Well, there's no suspense regarding the number one pick this year. The 'Fins have already locked up OT Jake Long and all that's left is the obligatory photo of him holding up the teal jersey with a big 'ol smile on his face.

A lot of teams are going to come up with some gold today as this appears to be a fairly deep draft class.

As a Giants fan, I am in unfamiliar territory. When was the last time New York went into a draft without any glaring needs? The best you could argue is that they would do well to find a strong DE in case Strahan decides to retire or to shore up their Secondary. All things being equal, GM Jerry Reese has the luxury of truly being able to go after the best player available.

There's still uncertainty as to whether or not Reese can pull off a nice picks trade for TE Jeremy Shockey, who's been injury prone and just doesn't seem to want to be in NY anymore. They should hold out for a premium pick or two or forget it. And if they do pull the trigger on a trade, than TE becomes a priority.

But, for the first time that I can remember, I can just sit back and watch Big Blue scoop up some decent talent for the future.

The clock is ticking...

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April 25, 2008

Even More Random Seasonal Observations

Out mowing the little clearing beyond the back gate and trimming the various fence lines at Orgle Manor (neither of which tasks is included among those shoved off on my new summer helper) this afternoon. If the intensity of the bug activity is anything to go by, we're in for some par'full storming round here in the next 48 hours.

It is said that cows lie down before a storm. This I believe to be quite true based on my own empirical observation. Back in the day when the Missus was an undergrad at Sweet Briar, the school had its own working dairy and a herd of what must have amounted to several hundred head of cows. [Complete digression: Sweet Briar's colors are pink and green, the same pink and green trumpeted by Lisa Birnbach in The Official Preppy Handbook. While Sweet Briar had several references in TOPH, as did Hampster-Squidney Hampton-Sydney College, my school Washington & Lee, another Old Dominion preppy stalwart, did not. The story I heard was that Birnbach had an extremely messy break-up with somebody in the W&L administration and deliberately snubbed the school as a result.]

Where was I? Oh, yes: The dairy cows at SBC were absolutely infallible about approaching weather. If you saw them hunkered down, it simply was going to rain. No question about it.

'Course, now the girls there get drenched on a regular basis because the school had to get rid of the dairy shortly after the Missus left owing to the prohibitive expense of keeping up with the state's environmental regs. Too bad. Too bad.

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More Random Seasonal Observations

Regular reader Babs has been jerking my chain recently because I haven't posted about gardening at all yet this year. Well I certainly intend to return to it shortly (with pics if I can ever swipe the camera back from the Missus long enough). In the meantime, I will leave you with some tid-bits:

1. Did I mention that we actually found a neighborhood kid willing to mow the lawn for us? Woo Hoo!! I hope he's paying attention to teh weather forecast, tho, because it's supposed to storm tomorrow afternoon and the grass is already pretty high.

2. I have a ginormous Buddleia in the garden that I have nicknamed Kong. Last year, Kong got busy, with the result that lots of little Konglings sprouted up all around. I've dug up some of these and put them in half whiskey barrels on the patio and by the front walk this year. We'll see how they do - hopefully they won't become so mammoth in size as their progenitor.

3. I also got the idea to try pots of morning-glory on the back deck this year, letting them wind their way around the railing. The Missus' first reaction was, "Well how are you going to restain the deck?" Of course the answer is that I'm not. Silly Missus!

4. Last weekend I dug up some young raspberries for the headmistress at St. Marie of the Blessed Educational Method. I must say that I absolutely love the custom of people giving each other samples out of their gardens.

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Random Seasonal Observation

Pollen has returned to the Dee Cee area with its annual whoop and hollah, getting under my contact lenses and making me look like a drug addict. For some reason, as I was squinting and snuffing this morning while waiting around for my car to get inspected, a recurring thought popped into my head: Why the hell does the Nasonex Bee have a Spanish accent?

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"Eet ees jess the thing for seasonal allerchies!"

I understand that in fact Antonio Banderras does the voice, although I wouldn't have thought he needed the money. But that still doesn't explain. What is the connection? Why would a bee talk that way? What gives? Is there a point?

I don't mind it that much - I really just don't get it.

Now when it comes to drug ads I do mind, certainly Viagra's aging boomers in matching bath-tubs is pretty annoying, but for downright creepiness I don't think anything matches Lunesta's Radioactive Butterfly of Death:

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I'd be terrified to shut my eyes if I knew that thing was on the loose.


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Gratuitous Revolutionary War Geekery Posting

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I am currently reading Henry Knox: Visionary General of the American Revolution by Mark Puls. A jacket blurb by Joseph Ellis calls it "unquestionably the authoritative biography", but something tells me it is, in fact, probably the only biography.

The book is entertaining and informative so far, except that Puls makes assertions from time to time that, absent cites or more detailed explanation, one must take on a certain amount of faith. For example, Puls states that Knox's fondness for street-brawling in his yoot in Boston was a vent for his frustration over the abandonment of his family by his father and his own need to quit school and go to work to support his mother and younger brother. Well, maybe, but I generally like to see the proofs of such psycho-analysis.

Anyhoo, there are many other more concrete facts about Washington's great artillery chief that I simply did not know until now. Here are three of them:

1. Knox was an eye-witness to the Boston Massacre, apparently going so far as to (unsuccessfully) try and break things up before they got out of hand. He testified at the subsequent military inquiries and was praised by all parties for his behavior at the scene.

2. Knox married a woman named Lucy Flucker. I certainly hope her family name was pronounced "Flooker", because otherwise it would have been quite unfortunate.

3. Knox managed to shoot two fingers off his own left hand in a hunting accident in the early 1770's. He never appeared in public afterwards without a scarf or some other covering carefully wrapped around it.

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April 24, 2008

Gratuitous Baseball Trivia Observation

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The next time somebody in a bar bets you that you can't name the first batter to hit a grand-slam homer in Nationals Park (and note to everyone, it's Nationals Park, NOT Nationals Stadium, dammit), you'll be able to say proudly, "Why, Jim, everyone knows it was Felipe Lopez of the Nats on April 24, 2008 against the Mets!" (Suck it, Gary!)

That oughta be worth a ten-spot at least.

Sorry - I seem to have baseball fevah.

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Resistence Is Futile

Well, it finally had to happen. After having succesfully dodged and weaved for years and years, I have finally been assimilated into the Blackberry Collective.

Just call me LLocutus.

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Gratuitous Random Musickal Observation

Patrick O'Brian afficionados will recall a passage in one of the books in which Stephen Maturin plays a Mozart tune (or perhaps Jack plays and Stephen listens to) that he is sure must have been running through the head of the fellah who wrote the La Marseillaies.

In fact, it is from the first movement of Mozart's Piano Concerto No. 25 in C major, K. 503.

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Things That Would Make Michelle Malkin Go "Grrrrrrr..."

Why is it that my local soopermarket feels it necessary to have two separate sections, one devoted to "Hispanic food" and the other to "Tex-Mex", while it lumps pretty much every other foreign item into one big hodge-podge.

This strikes me as a bit odd.

UPDATE: Post title fixed. Bloody perfectionists.

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April 23, 2008

Aslan Could Not Be Reached For Comment

Here's the latest trailer for The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian:

Looks to me as if the producers have thoroughly imbibed the LOTR Kool-aid.

This morning the eldest Llama-ette mentioned that she might go see TCONPC with her class from St. Marie of the Blessed Educational Method. She said she intended to take along a couple of notecards.

"Why is that?" I asked.

"So I can write down all the mistakes they make in the movie, of course!" was her reply.

Ah, that's me girl!

UPDATE: From an undisclosed location, Steve-O (yes, he's still alive, folks!) shoots me the link to Planet Narnia, a site set up by a Dr. Michael Ward to promote his new book by the same name which argues that Lewis secretly based the Chronicles of Narnia on medieval cosmology.

Of course, being almost completely defenseless against this kind of temptation, I immediately jumped over to the devil's website and ordered up a copy of the book myself. I'll let you know what I think.

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Happy St. George's Day!

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Today is the feast day of St. George, patron of England. Here is a summary of his life, death and patronage. Frankly, very little is known about his origins.

By coincidence, I happened to have come across the passage in Gibbon's Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire this week in which Gibbon states his belief that the original George was not a soldier around the time of Constantine, but instead one George of Cappadoccia, a villanous character and Arian heritic who warred with the great St. Athanasius over control of the Alexandrian Church. A sample of Gibbon's description:

George, from his parents and education, surnamed the Cappadocian, was born at Epiphania in Cilicia, in a fuller's shop. From this obscure and servile origin he raised himself by the talents of a parasite; and the patrons whom he assiduously flattered procured for their worthless dependent a lucrative commission, or contract, to supply the army with bacon. His employment was mean; he rendered it infamous. He accumulated wealth by the basest arts of fraud and corruption; but his malversations were so notorious, that George was compelled to escape from the pursuits of justice. After this disgrace, in which he appears to have saved his fortune at the expense of his honour, he embraced, with real or affected zeal, the profession of Arianism. From the love, or ostentation, of learning, he collected a valuable library of history, rhetoric, philosophy and theology; and the choice of the prevailing faction promoted George of Cappadocia to the throne of Athanasius. The entrance of the new archbishop was that of a barbarian conqueror; and each moment of his reign was polluted by cruelty and avarice.

Gibbon goes on for some considerable time in this vein, concluding:

The meritorious death of the archbishop obliterated the memory of his life. The rival of Athanasius was dear and sacred to the Arians, and the seeming conversion of those sectaries introduced his worship into the bosom of the catholic church. The odious stranger, disguising every circumstance of time and place, assumed the mask of a martyr, a saint, and a Christian hero; and the infamous George of Cappadocia has been transformed into the renowned St. George of England, the patron of arms, of chivalry, and of the garter.

Gibbon's assertion may be based on a mistake in his source. According to the Wiki entry on St. George,

According to the Catholic Encyclopedia, the earliest text preserving fragments of George's narrative is in an Acta Sanctorum identified by Hippolyte Delehaye of the scholarly Bollandists to be a palimpsest of the fifth century. The compiler of this Acta, according to Delehaye "confused the martyr with his namesake, the celebrated George of Cappadocia, the Arian intruder into the see of Alexandria and enemy of St. Athanasius".

But I think he was also motivated by malice. Gibbon detested the "worship" of saints, martyrs, icons and relics, believing them to be importations into the Church from paganism, fueled by the outright ban on paganism instituted by the Emperor Theodosius in the late 4th Century.

I throw it out simply for your viewing interest.


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And The Fight Continues!!

Oh boy, this is really getting good. Most analysts predicted that SWMNBN would need about an 8 point spread to credibly remain in the race and anything over double digits kept her mathematically viable. So she goes and wins by a spread of just under 10.

In other words, she won by enough to stay in without looking pathetic, but not enough to convince enough voters that she has a real shot (without seating Florida and Michigan, that is. And oh, what a legal brawl that will be).

But the bottom line is, she's in it until August. In two weeks, she takes the fight to Indiana, West Virginia and North Carolina. And her supporters aren't going away either. The Politico quotes a member of her campaign staff saying that between the moment that PA was called and 11:30pm EST, they pulled in $2.5 million, 80% from new donors. Wow.

Rich Galen's take on the results:

"She's never getting out. Hillary will not leave the race tonight. She will not leave the race before the convention in August. She may not leave the race ever...

...The Pennsylvania exit poll numbers I found most interesting last night tracked a Gallup poll from several weeks ago - that is the relatively huge numbers of Obama and Clinton supporters who told the pollsters they would not vote for the other candidate in November; they will stay home or vote for McCain. From the AP:

'The animosity between the two camps led more than one in seven Obama supporters to say they would vote for Republican John McCain if Clinton were the nominee. Even more Clinton supporters, one in four, said they would defect.'"
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Let the blood-letting begin!!

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April 22, 2008

Last Train To Bittersville

No, I don't plan to watch the results of the Pennsylvania primaries tonight to see whether Obamarama can score close enough to SWMNBN to effectively drive a wooden stake into her campaign, or whether she lives to fight another day. I leave that to our Political-Junkie-In-Residence, Gary.

Nope, if I turn on the toob tonight, it will either be to watch either my struggling Nats pay a visit to Turner Field and try to turn it around with a win against the Braves, or else to pop in The Thin Man. Mmmmmm.....Myrna Loy.....mmmmm....

UPDATE: Well, Ms. Loy will have to wait. Nice to see the Nats bust one open. Did the Caps win? I dunno - I have no interest in hockey. But I did see an awful lot of folks dressed in red this evening as I made my way home, so without understanding anything about it......Go Caps.

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Gratuitous Moovie News Observations

I heard a couple of movie rumors over the weekend. The first was that Fox is planning on doing a movie version of Arrested Development.

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Now I have repeated many times my firm belief that A.D. is simply the funniest damned comedy ever put on tee vee, but nonetheless I heard this news with apprehension. Good tee vee almost never translates well to the big screen. Issues such as timing, story arc and target audiences diminish the magic of the original. And I would think this would hold especially true with a format like A.D.'s, which is improvisational, full of long-running inside jokes and of a tangental, layered, herky-jerky storyline. A half hour week after week? Gold. A full-length movie? Not so much, IMHO. Thus, after mulling it over, I (reluctantly) think this is a bad idea.

The second piece of news I heard was that Pixar is planning to re-release all of its movies in 3-D. I sighed in resignation at the thought of how much money would be hoovered out of the Orgle Manor coffers as the Llama-ettes demanded the upgrade to their library. On the other hand, I couldn't help but wonder whether this wouldn't cause the longstanding debate of Elastigirl vs. Mirage to take a new and interesting turn:

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Considering what a surfboard Mirage is (and there's a gratuitous A.D. reference for you!), I'd expect the advantage would be all Elastigirl.

UPDATE: Digging into the archives over at JohnL's, I see that last time around Mirage beat out Elastigirl by a whisker.

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