Monday, April 30, 2007

Worst! Movie! Ever!

So watching Scrubs tonight made me start thinking about the worst movies I've ever seen. Right up there near the top of the list is The Last Kiss. Although it's beautiful (filmed in Madison!), Zach Braff is such an unredeemable asshole that I kept waiting for all the women in the movie to kick him in the balls.

The only movie that could possibly surpass the badness of The Last Kiss would be Pushing Tin. Not even my love for John Cusack could save this stinker. I'm glad I only paid $3 to see it at the Apollo theater in Oberlin.

Anyone wanna add anything to the list?

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Jon Stewart proves, yet again, that he is awesome


A friend sent me this link to an interview of Jon Stewart by Bill Moyers. (Click "Watch Video" once you get to the page).

It's a little heartbreaking but also sorta inspiring.

I went to Madison aboard a fishbowl
















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Sunday, April 29, 2007

Hey Thanks!

I had a super awesome birthday this year. Krista came over and made pohe in the marathi style. There was grilling (and grilling accoutrement gifts!). Then it was over to the Harmony bar for some great food and many pitchers of beer. Then back to the homestead for bonfire and bourbon. I guy shouldn't be allowed to have so much fun in one day :)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAUL!

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

My God, What Have I Done?!?

My love for fruity drinks, 50's-era kitsch, and floral-print "Hawaiian-style" shirts has blinded me to Satan's Frontal Attack on our God-Blessed-American-Cocktail Culture!!! Click on the link-enable post title to learn what *YOU* can do to help stop this scourge...BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!!!1!!

Monday, April 23, 2007

My two cents on the French elections (first round), even though I'm not French and never will be.

There are a couple of things about the elections that I would like to mention, and while I haven't read all the usual authoritative sources on it, I'll add in my two cents, for all their worth.

The most notable element of the election is the turnout. 84% of the electorate showing up, that is huge, and voter registration was already at a record high in December. Usually about 70 % of the French electorate make it to the polls. This high participation is probably a reaction to the national shame and embarrassment felt after the infamous first round of the 2002 election, in which Le Pen and Chirac ended the day as front runners. Actually, this result was predictable, the Socialist Jospin was the dullest candidate ever (a la Gore in 2000), and the French electoral system, geared to recompense the highest turnout by political party, this time rewarded Le Pen's party, the Front National (FN). Slowly but surely, the FN polished its party mobilization to the polls, and their 16,2% wasn't a surprise for anyone who'd observed their trend over the past 20-25 years. It certainly wasn't a suprise to Le Pen.

So why did Le Pen get 6 points less this time around? Does this mean that the FN is loosing its clout? That some French are less angry about foreigners coming into their great country to 'steal jobs and abuse the Social Security system'? Not at all. This time, the 6 points decrease in Le Pen's performance isn't due to a lesser appeal or a subdued fear of the non-French, or even the fact that the people constituting those 6 points weren't angry enough to go vote. It would be naive to believe that all is rosy for everyone in the former European super-power. These people didn't stay home and pout, they voted for the one person who they knew would stand a better chance than the sulfurous Le Pen and who increasingly has lend them his ear: Sarkozy.

In the past three years in France, I've heard hair-raising plans to deal with the banlieues, the second and third generation immigrants, fully French, and barely 'assimilated in French culture'. Plans to clean out the banlieues with 'karcher' (high pressure water hoses), promises that every car arsonist caught in October and November 2005 would be sent home (most were born in France), all this tough talk to lure voters away from Le Pen and right into his pocket. I'm worried about what he'll give them in return were he to win the second round, and when the banlieues start burning again.

That is not to say that I'm fully happy with Royal (Sego). She's got a pretty good resume, but no chutzpah. She's too cautious, and has started to walk in line with the ranks of the complacent and soporific Socialists.

That being said, this is the best result that could possibly have come out of this first round of elections. I think that there are enough people in France who dislike Sarkozy enough to mobilize again in two weeks. It won't be easy because right now the polls are predicting a Sarko win, and because Sego looks duller by the minute. The turnout won't be anything like the one for the second round of 2002, though, when the choice was a no-brainer and Chirac walked out with 80% of the votes and overwhelming support (that quickly fizzled). It seems that the French now have the following choice: either major changes in the wrong direction, or same-old.


Voila mes deux centimes.



Shat Happens

As promised in Episode #4 of the Real Taste Podcast, the link for William Shatner's psychedelic rendition of Rocketman.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NN3MGN899yE

And for good measure, here's Family Guy's send up.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IIw83LTY7GA

Sunday, April 22, 2007

New Real Taste

It's true!

Friday, April 20, 2007

Looking at these gave me a weird feeling...

Kind of like seeing Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck drunk, or something. I think it's the sloppiness of the product, and the disconnect between that and the carefully polished ad-substance. At any rate, check it out:

Fast Food: Ads vs. Reality

http://www.thewvsr.com/adsvsreality.htm

(Why always with the never working, linky box? You don't like Safari, you don't like FireFox...)

Monday, April 16, 2007

Notes from the Desert of the Real (Taste)

And Did Those Tunes In Ancient Time/
Walk Upon England's Mountains Green?

The Playlist:

! ShoYoAss --The Coup --Pick a Bigger Weapon
@ Hip Hop --Dead Prez --Dave Chappelle's Block Party Soundtrack
# St Louise is Listening - Soul Coughing - El Oso

$ Ashes of American Flags --Wilco --Yankee Hotel Foxtrot
% It's Fun to Steal - Mono Puff - It's Fun to Steal
^ Pensylvannia Is - Everclear - World of Noise

& Common People - William Shatner - Has Been
* Zimbabwe --Bob Marley and the Wailers --Survival
( Amazon - MIA - Arular

) All the Lilacs in Ohio --John Hiatt --The Tiki Bar Is Open


A Mighty Fortress Is Our Yammer/
A Bulwark Never Failing!

--300, Grindhouse, Lives of Others

--The Trabant, East German Wunder-Kar! Seriously, so filthy and nasty and underpowered...there are American lawnmowers with more horsepower than one of these sweet babies.

--Hot East German Windbreaker Action!

--socialist mustache

--Wolfowitz Comb Lick

--poptheology.com--Imus? I'm still out on this one.

That's all I got! Stay tuned for the next installment, as the Real Taste tackles the joys and problematics of ...World Music!

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Claire & Alison in Madison

What the hell? Camera. That's NOT what I told you to do.
















YEAH, Boyeee!

100% NEW CONCEPT















fig. 5 (?): It could be put into the box, or else it gets the hose again.
















fig. 6: Preeminent Car.


There is still magic in the world.

Lamplight Circumvolve















fig. 3: strong sense for playing...





















fig. 4: Cherub Symbolize

In the Spirit of RToO:

California is lousy with dollar stores, and the toy sections of these dollar stores are lousy with cheap-o toys which are themselves lousy with hilarous mis-translated packaging. Witness:




















fig. 1: NEWFANGLED
















fig. 2: Delicious SPIFFY and Super

1922-2007: Kurt is up in heaven now.



















Kurt Vonnegut Jr. was one of my favorite authors and public figures. Our greatest satirist since Mark Twain, gifted with a poetic economy of prose (and a disdain for the semi-colon), and famously cranky about the state of things (and crucially never losing sight of the essential duties of humanity in community)...what can be said? Death, especially of an 84 year-old chain smoker, shouldn't be a surprise, and yet, here we are.

Here are two not-too-lengthy excerpts from his last "novel," TimeQuake:

"I read that scene," Trout told me and Monica, "and I asked myself, 'How the hell did I do that?' "

[the scene is from Vonnegut's alter-ego, Kilgore Trout's apocryphal short story, "Bunker Bingo Party" in which the children of Joseph Goebbels teach Goebbels and Hitler and Eva Braun how to play bingo, as they huddle in the terminal bunker below the streets of Berlin]


This wasn't the first time I'd heard a person who had done a remarkable piece of work ask that delightful question. Back in the 1960's, long, long before the timequake, I had a great big old house in Barnstable Village on Cape Cod, where my first wife, Jane Marie Vonnegut, nee Cox, and I were raising four boys and two girls. The ell where I did my writing was falling down.

I had it pulled all the way down and hauled away. I hired my old friend Ted Adler, a skilled man-of-all-work my age, to build me a new one like the old one. Ted alone built the forms for the footings. Ted supervised the pouring of concrete from a ready-mix truck. He personally laid the concrete blocks atop the footings. He framed the superstructure, put on the sheathing and siding, and shingled the roof and wired the place. He hung the windows and doors. He nailed up and jointed the sheetrock inside.

The Sheetrock was the last step. I myself would do the exterior and interior painting. I told Ted I wanted to do at least that much, or he would have done that, too. When he himself had finished, and he had taken all the scraps I didn't want for kindling to the dump, he had me stand next to him outside and look at my new ell from thirty feet away.

And then he asked it: "How the Hell did I do that?"

That question remains for me in the summer of 1996 one of my three favorite quotations. Two of the three are questions rather than good advice of any kind. The second in Jesus Christ's "Who is it they say I am?"

The third is from my son Mark, pediatrician and watercolorist and sax player. I've already quoted him in another book: "We are here to help each other get through this thing, whatever it is."

One might protest, "My dear Dr. Vonnegut, we can't all be pediatricians."

TimeQuake, pp. 68-69.
Later, talking about his sister Allie, who died of cancer and found nothing funnier in life than seeing or hearing about people falling down:
That the impulse to laugh at healthy people who nonetheless fall down is by no means universal, however, was brought to my attention unpleasantly at a performance of Swan Lake by the Royal Ballet in London, England. I was in the audience with my daughter Nanny, who was about sixteen then. She is forty-one now, in the summer of 1996. That must have been 25 years ago now!

A ballerina, dancing on her toes, went deedly-deedly-deedly into the wings as she was supposed to do. But then there was a sound backstage as though she had put her foot in a bucket and then gone down an iron stairway with her foot still in the bucket.

I instantly laughed like hell.

I was the only person to do so.

A similar incident happened at a performance of the Indianapolis Symphony Orchestra when I was a kid. It didn't involve me, though, and it wasn't about laughter. There was this piece of music that was getting louder and louder, and it was supposed to stop all of a sudden.

There was this woman in the same row with me, maybe ten seats away. She was talking to a friend during the crescendo, and she had to get louder and louder, too. The music stopped. She shrieked, "I FRY MINE IN BUTTER!"

TimeQuake, pp. 102-03.

So there you have it, and so it goes.





Thursday, April 12, 2007

My lady lumps!

I was totally just logging in so I could post the Alanis My Humps video, which is literally the funniest thing I have seen in about seven weeks. That is mostly due to the hole of organic chemistry and electromagnetism into which I have so deeply dug myself that no fun can penetrate it, but still...ha!

Monday, April 09, 2007

A Real Taste of Cambodia: Linky Dinks

{Updated!}
Hey Everyone- Here's some links I mentioned on the Real Taste of Cambodia podcast.


And also: My Humps by Alanis Morisette

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Stain Glass Photos

Here are two photos I took of Ali's stain glass lamp for no reason.