Dec 302006
 

I didn’t think this day would come. I thought we would pay for a soldier’s restraint (in not rolling a grenade or two into his hole) forever. I’m pleased I was wrong.

Of all I’ve read on the execution of the Butcher of Baghdad, I like this Mario Loyola piece the best. I believe it carries the correct message to the world–both to those who continue to doubt that removing Saddam Hussein from power was the correct decision, and to those who would emulate him.

I don’t believe in a fire and brimstone hell. Sometimes I enjoy the thought that maybe I’m wrong. I’m having one of those times right now.

 Posted by at 11:05 pm
Dec 282006
 

Hooooooboy. This is a new low. I bet I didn’t walk 100 yards today and yesterday put together.

Tonight Domino’s delivered a grease bomb with three or four sorts of processed mammal on it. Green olives are a vegetable, right? Last night I nuked two Oscar Mayer bun-lengths, dropped them in a bowl of Hormel chili without beans, and squirted about eight inches of French’s mustard on the top of it for dinner. It was delicious. Non-evening meals have consisted solely of Lea’s leftover slap-your-mama-good breakfast casserole (a Christmas morning tradition) and chocolate Santa Clauses.

Washing all this down has been mostly Coke Zero (which, paired with my diet, is essentially like putting a little Bactine on a sucking chest wound). Also, the 1.75l bottle of Jack Daniel’s seems to be down a couple of inches.

So what have I been doing? Ooh, tres important shit, grasshopper. Checking out documentaries on the super-deluxe DVD version of Sin City, which is threatening to blow my list of favorite films wide open. (Yeah, I’m late to that party, but what a party it is.)

I’ve also been playing a lot of Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic II, which I devoured when it was new but never played dark side. I played to the bottom of the scale (dark side mastery) as quickly as I could. Then I got bored with being mega-evil and decided it would be fun to see if I could pull it all the way back the other way before the game ended (not even close; didn’t quite get back to the middle). Figured out it was probably time to set the controller down when at one point Kreia started looking and sounding pretty sexy to me.

Finally, thanks to considerate friends who know me very well, I’ve been running as background processes what to do with Barnes & Noble and iTunes gift certificates.

(All of this has been enjoyed in conjunction with my marvy new 10-motor TheraSpa seat-top massager. Thanks, Santa Claus!)

Tomorrow marks my ascendence from “courting bedsores” to “minimally active,” as Nathan and I are going geocaching. And Alabama’s C- bowl game is tomorrow, which we’ll go watch at my dad’s, which is convenient to a park, which means I’ll have a bit of walking and swing-pushing at halftime.

Hey, call it a deep recharge. And I didn’t neglect the important grown-up stuff. My children have remained warm, fed, and clean. I got the household trash collected, in the cans, and to the street. And I’ve bathed.

I suppose there have been 48-hour periods in my life during which I moved less, but not without the flu or a sinus infection.

 Posted by at 3:29 am
Dec 242006
 

said Bo, and it was the 14,942,329th time such a sentiment was expressed.

I do applaud it for having a fine ability to distort my perception of how much time I’ve spent online. It may be better at that than anything since 1997-98 and a bezerk.com game called Acrophobia (which has seen a few manifestations since then, none matching the one-two punch of rock-solid reliability and a great collection of players the bezerk.com version had). Digressing.

I guess the hip thing to say about YouTube is that it’s a marvelous outlet for young filmmakers. The almost-as-hip thing to say about it is that it’s an unexpectedly innovative addition to mass media in general, particularly news and current events coverage. And I’ve used and enjoyed it for both of those things.

But you know what I’m doing with it when the clock gets away from me? Enjoying obscure bits of the late ’70s and ’80s again. I mean silly, “throwaway” stuff, not anything unambiguously artistically significant. It’s those goofy little bits that take me back more effectively than anything else. A selection:

 Posted by at 3:04 am

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