Thursday, December 31, 2009

2009 can suck it!

43 degrees, fog
watching:  college basketball (Tennessee at Memphis)

OK, I don't really have anything to say but it occurred to me that I wanted to use that title so I made another post.  Oh yeah, did you know that in Ecuador it's a popular tradition to wear yellow underwear on New Year's Eve?  Well, now you do but don't ask me how I know.

Oh, and happy new year, Oslo (in 12 minutes)!!

Well. That was a year, alright.

43 degrees, fog
watching:  college basketball (Tennessee at Memphis)

The weather in Florida was so much better. 

















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Happy New Year, Moscow!  (It's 12:00 am somewhere.  Or it was when I wrote that.)

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I realized I should probably know the words to this so I paid a visit to Wikipedia:


Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and days of old lang syne ?

CHORUS:

For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

And surely you’ll buy your pint cup !
and surely I’ll buy mine !
And we'll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine ;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine† ;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.

CHORUS

And there’s a hand my trusty friend !
And give us a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.

CHORUS

...and there ya go.

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Make sure you people get it right:  It's Twenty-Ten ... Not Two Thousand-Ten.  Nobody ever talks about George Orwell's classic One Thousand Nine Hundred Eighty-Four.  And I sure hope you clowns aren't saying "two thousand forty-three" 33 years from now.  Lose the "two thousand" now before it's too late.  I mean it.

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Speaking of "Auld Lang Syne", Dan Fogelberg's "Same Old Lang Syne" is a really good song.

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A few more pictures from Florida:
















Birds.















St. Augustine.

















Kennedy Space Center.  My ride.

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Party at Nick and Jorge's tonight.  Dinner first if the fancy wife ever decides where.

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The best thing about our near-paperless monetary system is that nobody writes checks anymore so they won't be writing 2009 on them for the next 2 months and then mentioning it like it's interesting.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

OK, I'm talking about it again.

35 degrees, fair
washing:  dishes

I gotta say though that one reason I love my fancy wife is that while we may not always agree on who should win some silly reality show (usually an American Idol thing), we pretty much always agree when someone sucks so bad it makes us want to rip our eyes and ears out of our heads, as was the case with those women on The Sing-Off who finally went home tonight.  Yay us for agreeing on incompetence!!

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

The Sing-Off

45 degrees, cloudy
watching:  The Sing-Off

I don't know if anybody else is watching this silly show but I am already so amazingly annoyed with these four old hags who claim to be from Baltimore but I'm pretty sure were discovered in some time capsule buried in rural Tennessee in 1987 with a note saying "Sorry, future.  Our bad."  On the other hand, what's not to like about 6 Puerto Ricans of various physical fitnesses singing the Bee Gees' "Stayin' Alive" in perfect harmony and choreography??

And Ben Folds as a judge?  Brilliant.  Thank you.

Happy Bill of Rights Day!!!

57 degrees, fog
watching:  MSNBC

Today is the 218th birthday of the United States Bill of Rights.  In case you've forgotten what that is (and if you lived through the years 2001-2009 there's a good chance you have), here it is:



1st Amendment

Establishment Clause, Free Exercise Clause; freedom of speech, of the press, Freedom of Religion, and of assembly; right to petition.

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.


2nd Amendment

Militia (United States), Sovereign state, Right to keep and bear arms.

A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the People to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed. [5][6]


3rd Amendment

Protection from quartering of troops.

No Soldier shall, in time of peace be quartered in any house, without the consent of the Owner, nor in time of war, but in a manner to be prescribed by law.


4th Amendment

Protection from unreasonable search and seizure.

The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no Warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by Oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.


5th Amendment

Due process, double jeopardy, self-incrimination, eminent domain.

No person shall be held to answer for any capital, or otherwise infamous crime, unless on a presentment or indictment of a Grand Jury, except in cases arising in the land or naval forces, or in the Militia, when in actual service in time of War or public danger; nor shall any person be subject for the same offence to be twice put in jeopardy of life or limb; nor shall be compelled in any criminal case to be a witness against himself, nor be deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law; nor shall private property be taken for public use, without just compensation.



6th Amendment

Trial by jury and rights of the accused; Confrontation Clause, speedy trial, public trial, right to counsel.

In all criminal prosecutions, the accused shall enjoy the right to a speedy and public trial, by an impartial jury of the State and district where in the crime shall have been committed, which district shall have been previously ascertained by law, and to be informed of the nature and cause of the accusation; to be confronted with the witnesses against him; to have compulsory process for obtaining witnesses in his favor, and to have the Assistance of Counsel for his defense.


7th Amendment

Civil trial by jury.

In suits at common law, where the value in controversy shall exceed twenty dollars, the right of trial by jury shall be preserved, and no fact tried by a jury, shall be otherwise re-examined in any court of the United States, than according to the rules of the common law.


8th Amendment

Prohibition of excessive bail and cruel and unusual punishment.

Excessive bail shall not be required, nor excessive fines imposed, nor cruel and unusual punishments inflicted.


9th Amendment

Protection of rights not specifically enumerated in the Bill of Rights.

The enumeration in the Constitution, of certain rights, shall not be construed to deny or disparage others retained by the people.


10th Amendment

Powers of States and people.

The powers not delegated to the United States by the Constitution, nor prohibited by it to the States, are reserved to the States respectively, or to the people.
 

Sunday, December 13, 2009

You can't even count to six senses.

43 degrees, fog
watching:  NCAA men's soccer championship game - Akron vs. Virginia

Yesterday during the trip abroad to the Nation of Hiber we watched a few minutes of this show called Psychic Kids:  Children of the Paranormal.  It turns out that these parents are convinced their children are "psychic" because of such things as being afraid and not sleeping well at night.  I swear that used to be called being afraid of the dark when I was a kid.  Now it means you have supernatural gifts and need to go get televised pseudotherapy to help you deal with them.  I assume this must be tangentially related to the whole "indigo children" nonsense, which is its own special little nightmare.  In fact, I've decided that if I ever meet anyone who refers to one of their children as an "indigo child" I'm just going to punch them right in the eye and say "Well now maybe you'll have a nice little indigo bruise to match your special little demon's aura."  And that will show them.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

This just in: hibernation is a good nation.

35 degrees, cloudy
reading:  Timequake -- Kurt Vonnegut

Spent the afternoon (after being dragged to 2 kiddie basketball games and also being dragged oh-so-much against my will to Taco Mac (please don't throw me in the briar patch!!), where I partook of swimming death wings and fries for lunch and matriculated as a freshman at Taco Mac Brewniversity (I'm a fast learner though)) hibernating with the fancy wife.  Now watching the App. State - Montana football game, being played in 15 degree weather with 25 mph winds and something of a blizzard.  Why do people live in places like that again??  That's why we're going to Daytona Beach for Christmas week (today's high -- 74).

And just to drive more Google hits to my blog:  "Tiger Woods".

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Fast Eddie gives a refund to those watching Dana Perino's audience with the Pope.

61 degrees, partly cloudy
listening:  Boston's 80s Channel (via iPhone) -- Spandau Ballet - "True"

First off, of course The Tony Randall Experiment (w/special guest Miss Prien) rocked T-Joe's trivia again last night.  Miss Prien has claimed elsewhere that it was due to her saying that Martha Washington was the first widow to become First Lady (although my fancy wife actually said it first).  However I not surprisingly disagree and claim it was due to my knowledge of what state is home to the easternmost teams in both the AFC West and the NFC West (Missouri - Kansas City and St. Louis, respectively), of who the Texas governor was who was seriously wounded during the JFK assassination (John Connolly), that the bonus round of Family Feud is called "Fast Money", and that Paul Newman's character's nickname in The Hustler and The Color of Money was "Fast Eddie" Felson.

The bad news is that our trivia guy informed us that T-Joe's is no longer going to host Tuesday night trivia and that he's going to be moving to a different gig somewhere up the road, possibly BW3.  Also good, but not a 10-minute walk away like T-Joe's.

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This story is a couple days old but I've been meaning to mention it here:

Wigan players offer supporters a refund as an apology for 9-1 thrashing at Spurs

"Each of the 400 supporters who bought a ticket for the game – the largest win in the Premier League since 1995 and Wigan’s heaviest top-flight defeat – will be entitled to a refund after the club’s players voted to dip into their own pockets as an apology.


“We feel that as a group of players we badly let down our supporters and this is a gesture we have to make to pay them back for their tremendous loyalty,” said Mario Melchiot, the club captain."

---  That is what I call a class act, sports fans.  Why do I never hear of NBA players doing this after they get blown out by 40 points by somebody??  OK, it was a pretty distant away match (for England) so there were only 400 travelling supporters so we're not talking about the players dipping into their kids' college funds, but still...

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I can't even comprehend this:

Daily Kos:  To be fair and balanced, Perino must have gotten drunk

The salient quote -- 

Dana Perino (former Bush administration press secretary):  "But, you know, we did not have a terrorist attack on our country during President Bush's term."

Um ... huh?  Is she admitting that 9/11 was an inside job or what??

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So there's this neighborhood kid, let's call him Ricky, and last week sometime he showed up with wrapped presents for the stepchildren.  He told me initially that he bought them, but later it seemed more likely that they were just things he had in his room that he didn't want anymore.  A lot of Ricky's stories start out one way and then turn into something else later.  Anyway, the present for the maniacal 7 year-old was a book entitled How to Be a Gentleman by John Bridges that seems to have maybe been made for Brooks Brothers.  That in itself is funny enough, but I just got around to opening and looking at it (not that I need to, no matter what the fancy wife may say) and I'm pretty amused by the idea of the 7 year-old learning such topics as "How to Set Up a Bar", "The Etiquette of the Office Break Room", "An Audience with the Pope" (which I can't help but think sounds like either a really good euphemism or a slightly less good band name), and "A Gentleman and His Cologne".  Sadly, that last bit of wisdom could have come in handy for the 9 year-old when for some reason he attended church with the aforementioned Ricky last weekend but that's another story altogether.

Monday, November 23, 2009

I'm never taking a cab in Marietta.

52 degrees, cloudy
watching:  Maui Invitational

Have to give props to the fancy wife for sending this story along to me.  I don't think it needs any further comment.  That and I feel awful and can't be bothered to come up with anything clever.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

I'm washing my hands like yeah!!

57 degrees, sunny
watching:  FlashForward

So yesterday afternoon a neighborhood kid, let's call him Ricky, rings the doorbell and says he needs my help getting a pet weasel out of the little drainage tunnels that run under the sidewalks.  There's another little kid, let's call him Little Kid, I guess about 6 years old (Ricky's about 10 or 11, I think) looking through the grate at the weasel when I get across the street.  That grate doesn't seem to open so we went to the other side of the street and I lifted the manhole cover in the sidewalk there at which point the weasel relocates to that area.  Seeing as I had no desire to touch a weasel I sent Ricky down the little ladder (not far, maybe 8 feet down) to retrieve said weasel.  Once he reached the top of the ladder, it occurred to me that he couldn't get himself out of the manhole and hold on to the weasel at the same time.  He had sent Little Kid to get his mom for some reason so I was the only person there, meaning, yes, he had to hand the weasel up to me.  So I had to reach down and grab this weasel and then hold it and keep it from escaping until Ricky got out of the manhole and could take it again.

So then Ricky is over visiting the stepkids last night and is retelling the story for my fancy wife, and in this telling, he just has a friend who has a pet weasel, but this isn't the weasel in question.  I ask where this particular weasel came from and he says they just found it.  Not the kind of retelling I wanted to hear.

So then this morning I'm informed by aforementioned fancy wife that one of the children is now saying that it is a ferret, not a weasel, but I still haven't received any reliable information on where this particular disgusting little creature came from.

The ferret thing reminded me though of this one time in college when I was delivering a pizza to this apartment and a slightly scary looking middle-aged woman answered the door holding some cringe-inducing little animal and asked me if I wanted to pet her ferret.  Go with that where you will.  I went with it in a quick jog back to the safety of my car.

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So the other story from yesterday is that Tripp got a fancy new iPhone in the mail, yeah he did!  Meaning of course that Tripp has done nothing but play with his fancy new iPhone since then.

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Have I mentioned lately how great FlashForward is?

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Oh, and in other news from the past couple days (Tuesday, to be specific), the newly-named The Tony Randall Experiment (consisting that night of Tripp, the fancy wife, and Miss Prien, Esq.) rocked some trivia night at T-Joe's and then did the 50-dollar gift certificate and 100 points dance (I don't remember if there was any actual dancing, but I'm sure it was considered).  Who would have ever thought that knowing that the USA hockey team beat Finland in the final game of the 1980 Olympics and that Alexander Hamilton is the only person on U.S. currency not born in the continental United States would come in handy someday??

Monday, November 16, 2009

Must be in the south.

69 degrees, sunny
eating:  french bread pizza

Isn't it mid-November?  It's really warm in here with the windows open and ceiling fans on.

Tony Randall looks comfortable enough:


Friday, November 13, 2009

And then there were three (kitties)...








On November 13, Tony Randall was asked to remove himself from his place of residence. That request came from his new parents.

We welcome our newest addition, Tony Randall,
born approximately four months ago and found behind a Land Rover dealership.

5.6 pounds at adoption

Tripp and His Fancy Wife

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Grocery conspiracy theory.

55 degrees, cloudy
watching:  Jeopardy!

Does anyone actually know why grocery stores periodically rearrange the entire store so that suddenly you can't find anything more?  My nose for conspiracy tells me they believe that if you can't find anything and have to walk all over the store to find it, then you will see practically everything in the store while you're there, leading impressionable people to buy more things.  Those grocery people, they're much more devious than you think.

Who could have thought this was a good idea???

62 degrees, cloudy
watching:  MSNBC

N.C. school fundraiser (briefly) sold 20 test points for $20

Thataway to teach the chillins the value of hard work.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

My wife is funny ... or disturbed.

57 degrees, rain
listening:  XM Radio 1st Wave - Classic Alternative (The Human League - "Don't You Want Me?")

just got this fancy tweet from the fancy wife a few minutes ago:

"Watching a 1st grade rendition of Frere Jacques ... the hand motions to the bells ringing reminds me of a bunch of little axe murderers."

Best.  Tweet.  Ever.

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Trying to decide whether to walk around the corner in the rain to T-Joe's for trivia by myself.  I'm sure I won't melt.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Go Heels!!!


64 degrees, partly cloudy
reading:  A Walk in the Woods -- Bill Bryson

The defending national champion Tar Heels open up the '09-'10 season against Isiah Thomas-coached Florida International tonight at 7:00 in the Coaches vs. Cancer Classic.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

And here's today's shocker...

56 degrees, clear
watching:  Northwich Victoria vs. Charlton

Sir Alex Ferguson unhappy with ref after Chelsea defeat

Just once in my lifetime I would love it if Manchester United could lose a match and there not be an article a couple hours later with a headline starting "Sir Alex Ferguson unhappy with ref..."  I'm not holding my breath though.

On the bright side though, I got home from refereeing and saw that there was a replay of an FA Cup 1st Round match on Fox Soccer Channel.  I love early round FA Cup matches.

Chomped and Stomped

68 degrees, fair
watching:  Chelsea vs. Manchester United




So, the fancy wife and I attended Chomp and Stomp in Cabbagetown yesterday and by attended Chomp and Stomp in Cabbagetown, I mean hung out and ate all the crack nuggets and drank all the Sweetwater 420 in the world at the party held by Emma, the hostess with the mostest.  In our defense though, they meant to order 100 crack nuggets but instead somehow ordered crack nuggets for 100 people so we were just trying to do our part to alleviate the crack nugget surplus problem.  And we were nice enough to psychoanalyze Emma by looking at all the books on her bookshelves.  And to interview her about everything she remembers about cigarettes from her smoking days (I learned that there are 20 in a pack and that it takes 7 minutes to smoke one).  We're good people.

Chelsea 0, Manchester United 0 at the half.  And I have to leave to go referee in about 20 minutes.  Not impressed.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Toxins toxins everywhere!

59 degrees, sunny
watching:  MSNBC

Forbes rates Atlanta 'most toxic city' in U.S.

"'In Atlanta, Ga., you'll find southern gentility, a world-class music scene -- and 21,000 tons of environmental waste. In spite of its charms, the city's combination of air pollution, contaminated land and atmospheric chemicals makes it the most toxic city in the country,' the magazine says in an article published this week."

Yay us!  We're #1!!!

Friday, October 30, 2009

Polish up the yellow and red cards.

61 degrees, cloudy
smelling:  chili in the slow cooker

Supposed to referee a couple over-30 games tonight, assuming the weather cooperates.  For some reason, the adults are always even more intent on killing each other on Friday night than on Sunday afternoon.  I'm sure it will be doubly fun on a wet, slippery field.

Glade or one of those companies like that should come up with a "chili in the slow cooker" scent for their little plug-in products.

Haircut today finally ... and holy moly was the haircutter chatty.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Spoiler: They never get to China.

72 degrees, partly cloudy
watching:  Pardon the Interruption

Finished the aforementioned book of short stories (Tunneling to the Center of the Earth -- Kevin Wilson).  Pretty remarkable read.  Easily a 9 out of 10 for me.  Props to the fancy wife for bringing something good home from the library.

"...the things you do, my goodbye girl, will bring me back to you..."

74 degrees, partly cloudy
listening:  XM Radio - The Loft (Rickie Lee Jones - "Wild Girl")

Happy 62nd birthday to Richard Dreyfuss.  Loved him in The Goodbye Girl and The American President, which happen to be 2 of my all-time favorite movies.  Remember sitting in the hotel bar of the Hotel Edison in New York one night with my mother, looking out the window that faces 47th Street when there was a minor commotion across the street and it turned out to be people surrounding Richard Dreyfuss for autographs as he was leaving through the stage door of one of the Broadway district theatres.  Could barely see him in the crowd, he's so small.

On a side note, David Gates' title song for The Goodbye Girl is brilliant and almost brings me to tears every time I hear it.  Yeah, I said it.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Happy Happy Joy Joy

70 degrees, fair
watching:  Law & Order:  Criminal Intent

So the fancy wife is meeting old work friends for "happy hour" tonight, which made me wonder about the origin of happy hours.  Ask and Wikipedia will provide:

-- The term originated in the United States Navy. In the 1920s, “happy hour” was slang for a scheduled entertainment period on board a ship during which boxing and wrestling bouts took place, this was a valuable opportunity for sailors to let off the steam accumulated during the long periods at sea ... "Happy hour" entered civilian use around 1960, especially after a Saturday Evening Post article in 1959. --

Interesting tidbit this also -- "Happy hour has been illegal in the Republic of Ireland since 2003 under the Intoxicating Liquor Act."  The what??

Most Obnoxious Fans. Ever.

64 degrees, fair
reading:  Tunneling to the Center of the Earth -- Kevin Wilson

World Series starts tonight.  Yankees-Phillies.  Hate them both.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Time, I Guess.

53 degrees, light rain
watching:  Law & Order:  SVU

I really need a haircut.  But I hate getting haircuts.  It's painful, sitting captive in a chair, surrounded by mirrors, being forced to or at least expected to make trivial small talk.  There's something that rings slightly of a higher-tech psychological torture about the whole thing.

Speaking of trivia (I was -- I said "trivial" above), trivia tonight at T-Joe's.  Reminder to self:  check today's happenings in history on Wikipedia.

Considering attempting NaNoWriMo in November.  Now all I need is a plot, some characters, a setting, and an attention span.  No problem.  Here are a couple candidates:

--  A writer goes to a ghost town in Western Australia to research a historical novel.  Something interesting happens.

--  What happened in the lives of each of the characters in Edward Hopper's Nighthawks to bring them all to the diner that night.  (12:01 pm - edit - never mind, not surprisingly this has been done before ... same idea, but based on a more obscure painting ... perhaps the woman in Hopper's Western Motel)