All that stuff the elders said about rock and roll? They pretty much nailed it. Miscegenation, teenagers running wild, the end of marriage!
–Clay Shirky, quoted in New York magazine
Month: February 2007
Thought for the day
Love does not heal all. Sometimes it takes antibiotics.
I gotta ask…
Did Britney do it so the drapes would match the carpet?
UPDATE: Thanks, Elayne. Loooong day.
A wedding to remember
“Whenever I Leave You”, from the Harris Papyrus, 500 Song Cycle 2, 15th Century BCE, Egypt.
Whenever I leave you, I go out of breath
Death must be lonely like I am
I dream lying dreams of your love lost
And my heart stands still inside me
I stare at my favorite datecakes
They would be salt to me now
And pomegranate wine, once sweet to our lips
Bitter, bitter as birdgallTouching noses with you, love, your kiss alone
And my stuttering heart speaks clear
Breathe me more of your breath, let me live!
Woman, meant for me!
God himself gave you as his Holy gift
My love to outlast forever
Congratulations, Tia and Jet, on a wedding with no casualties and only one major injury. I’ll email you my toast, you’ll have it by the time you get back from your honeymoon.
Oh sure, NOW you come visit
You read a few articles about ComicMix and you get all whispery.
And so you find your way here, perusing over old posts, seeing if there’s anything I hinted at or some such.
Nope, not me. I ain’t talking. Go run a search on the other folks involved, maybe you’ll have better luck. (Hmm. This guy already did research on Brian. Smart thinking.)
It’s not that I don’t want to talk about what we’re up to — you know me, occasionally I’ll say the wrong thing, or say something I ought not to, so coming here wasn’t a bad idea. But mainly, it’s just because I’m too dang busy. This startup is time consuming, and I’ve got a lot of work to do here — blog entries to write and edit, photos to take, images to scan, artwork to color, and anything else that hasn’t been covered.
All I’ll say is: The crew we’ve assembled is not noted for being timid or for hewing to the status quo.
Super Bowl thoughts
I feel really sorry for anyone who just spent a few thousand dollars on a new HD TV just in time for the game just so they could watch all the raindrops on the camera lenses.
Bidding War
And we’re losing.
Saudis reportedly funding Iraqi Sunni insurgents:
CAIRO (AP) %u2014 Private Saudi citizens are giving millions of dollars to Sunni insurgents in Iraq and much of the money is used to buy weapons, including shoulder fired anti-aircraft missiles, according to key Iraqi officials and others familiar with the flow of cash.[…]
In one recent case, an Iraqi official said $25 million in Saudi money went to a top Iraqi Sunni cleric and was used to buy weapons, including Strela, a Russian shoulder-fired anti-aircraft missile. The missiles were purchased from someone in Romania, apparently through the black market, he said.
(Via TPM.)
$25 million. That’s the same money we offered for Hussein’s head, the top guy in Iraq; and what we were offering for a long time for Osama (it was doubled to $50 million in 2005).
And some folks were happy to pony up the same amount of money to shoot at Shia and US forces, cash upfront, with no guarantee of success, just the hope you’d get maybe a hundred or so men and take out a decent number of helicopters.
I say we up our bid, taking the balance out of Halliburton’s hide. They overcharged us, we take it back.
Comments busted again here
I swear, this place is possessed. There are days I think I should just start a new blog and be done with it…
Top News- Texas Requires Anti-Cancer Vaccine for Girls – AOL News
This is surprisingly good news:
Bypassing the Legislature altogether, Republican Gov. Rick Perry issued an order Friday making Texas the first state to require that schoolgirls get vaccinated against the sexually transmitted virus that causes cervical cancer.
I applaud Rick Perry for taking this step to wipe out a killer disease.
Apparently, I don’t exist
No, I’m not talking about the blog outage from my upstream provider a few hours ago. I’m talking about this:
Go ahead, use it and see for yourself. Apparently, I don’t exist, but am simply a metaphor in the mind of God. Who might not exist either, which means I’m really screwed.
It also seems my parents don’t exist either. Somebody’s being very thorough with that time machine, making sure I’m not around. I wonder why?
