Friday, July 25, 2003

LAPD Discovers Hidden Deformed Olsen Triplet

Funnnnnnnnnny shit.

The Onion

LOS ANGELES—A ragged and misshapen girl officials are calling a "third Olsen twin" was rescued from the basement of the residence of teen superstars Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen Tuesday, Los Angeles police said.

limbaugh in football

Quote of the year, sports category.

RUSH TO JUDGMENT: At his introduction as a commentator on ESPN's pregame studio show, "Sunday NFL Countdown," Rush Limbaugh said, "I think football's a lot like life. I think I know life pretty well." Says King Kaufman of salon. com, "Football is nothing like life. It's organized and neat and rational. Everyone is either with you or against you and the boundaries are straight lines that are clearly marked. That is indeed how Limbaugh views life, and he's wrong. The only sport that's like life is bullfighting, and only for the bull."

This guy hates whole foods

worth reading .

reminds me of the Drew Carey quote: "Oh, you hate your job? There's a support group for that. It's called everybody and we meet at the bar."

This guy hates whole foods

worth reading .

reminds me of the Drew Carey quote: "Oh, you hate your job? There's a support group for that. It's called everybody and we meet at the bar."

Gen Art

One of my fellow Disorienters is Megan, who works for Gen Art which insists on using frames...

Anyway, it turns out that she's friends (quote: we're a posse) with some of my LA friends who I went to Coachella with.

"Gen Art is the leading arts and entertainment organization with offices in New York, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Miami and Chicago dedicated to showcasing emerging fashion designers, filmmakers, musicians and visual artists.

Gen Art also works to provide access to the film, fashion and art worlds for those that are interested in these areas, but often are intimidated and made to feel unwelcomed by the exclusive nature of these art/entertainment realms.

Gen Art is closely supported by the peer group of the artistic talent we showcase. We have cultivated loyal followings amongst a 21-35 year old demographic who tend to be hip city dwellers who want to keep in touch with new developments in the arts and who want to be in the know about new happenings in their cities. They tend to have disposable income and like to enjoy life to the fullest."

Thursday, July 24, 2003

Narcissus google

Well, shit. I'm doing a great job in Louisville. Also, I googled myself. #16 in English only.

"Steve Brinkhaus, sales manager for Brinkhaus Buick Pontiac GMC in Shelbyville, can say with certainty that hiring Miguel Caballero, who is Hispanic, has helped the company. There have been "a couple of sales that we would not have had if not for Miguel," Brinkhaus said. "

No, Leo, I'm not in Louisville, or becoming a father. ;)

make me an Internet millionaire

Apparently, my internet millions are still twitching and kicking like Saddam and Osama, but probably headed towards Uday and Qusay territory.

As they say in Chicago, Vote early, and vote often.

From John Higgins:

"Voxeo (the company I co-founded) is one of the finalists for a SpeechTech Magazine 'Best Of" award in the category Best Voice Platform/Enterprise.

We would like to win this.

You can vote online at:

Call to action...the deadline is Sept. 15:

Please go vote for us NOW. If you don't know anything about Voxeo, trust me...Voxeo is the THE "Best Voice Platform/Enterprise". It's not that difficult. It would be good if you choose some other random folks in the other categories just for fun, but the important one is the "Best Voice Platform/Enterprise" category. In that one, just choose the very last one on the list..."Voxeo Corporation - for Voxeo Voice Center".

You'll notice from the list that we're up against some pretty big companies...including Intel, Nortel and Oracle.

It doesn't ask for your email address or to sign up on a mailing list or take any personal info from you. And please don't vote more than once per person or we might risk disqualification.

Thanks for your support!


Wednesday, July 23, 2003

Survivor star bites bouncer

I thought 'Dog bites man' wasn't newsworty

Former Survivor contestant [and 'ad exec'] bites bouncer

"Portlander Lindsey Richter may have gained an international following since appearing on the television show Survivor in late 2001, but the 28-year-old former account exec's survival skills failed the test at Aura, a trendy downtown nightclub, where she was arrested early Saturday morning for allegedly assaulting a bouncer. "

Monday, July 21, 2003

Mr. T walks through the um, valley

Mr. T was interviewed by EW

Interviewer: Guess that makes sense --
T:Like David said in the 23rd Psalm, ''Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.'' See, nobody say, ''Hey, man, let's go shoppin' in the valley of the shadow of death! Let's go buy a condo in the valley of the shadow of death!''

Def Jam legislation

From the NYTimes:

"The Rockefeller Drug Rap

The nation has plenty of strange state legislatures, but lately New York's seems to be edging near the head of the pack. How many, for instance, have called on a hip-hop mogul to negotiate one of the most important reforms in their state's history? In Albany, where the three top leaders always meet in private to decide the fate of all major legislation, this year — for the first time anybody could remember — there was a fourth. Besides Gov. George Pataki, Joseph Bruno, the Senate majority leader, and Sheldon Silver, the Assembly speaker, Russell Simmons of Def Jam records spent seven long hours with the big trio in the sanctum santorum. There they negotiated ways to change the cruel and unusual drug sentencing laws inflicted on New York 30 years ago by Gov. Nelson Rockefeller."

Sunday, July 20, 2003

The Restaurant, The Polyphonic Spree, The 'Journey' i.e. Effluvia

Watching 'The Restaurant'... Lots of promos for 'Gay Makeover'. My old friend Andrew Lane moved to NYC and was a PA at MTV for Carson Daly's show. Andrew would remind you of a cross between Bobby and He moved on to work on Gay Makeover. Apparently, during the filming of one show, they all looked over at him and said, "You. Are. Next." And during the filming of the episode, they discovered his porn stash(Barely legal, just 18, etc.). Which, made it into the episode.

Having a hard time feeling any sort of sympathy for this restaurant guy. What, you're under a lot of stress to spend $4 million dollars? What are you some kind of internet millionaire?

2 commercials caught my eye tonight: 1 was a Volkswagen Beetle that comes with a free Ipod. They were playing the Polyphonic Spree's song. And then a Ford(?) dealer commercial, with a Journey song.

My friend HoV (aka Hazelrigg) once described the meeting where a bunch of coked-up record execs decided that the Journey video game was a good idea.

Much thanks to Joseph for having a benefit for the Black Rock Boutique. Molly and I are still recovering.

Sunshine Network - Swampie Rumor Mill Discussion

Unless you're a Gator fan, the page doesn't matter, but Swampie says, "If a dog is going to bite you when it's grown it will bite you when it's young.

We should have plenty of bite this year."

Thursday, July 17, 2003

phase 1: underpants

Very bored. Very hungover. Found this old gem from South Park:

A picture of their chart can be found here.
[In the gnome's cave]

Gnome 1: This is where all our work is done.
Kyle: So what are you gonna do with all these underpants you steal?
Gnome 1: Collecting underpants is just phase one. Phase one: collect underpants.
Kyle: So what's phase two?
Gnome 1: Hey, what's phase two?!
Gnome 2: Phase one: we collect underpants.
Gnome 1: Ya, ya, ya. But what about phase two?
Gnome 2: Well, phase three is profit. Get it?
Stan: I don't get it.
Gnome 2: (Goes over to a chart on the wall) You see, Phase one: collect underpants, phase two-
Gnome 2: Phase three: profit.
Cartman: Oh I get it.
Stan: No you don't.
Kyle: Do you guys know anything about corporations?
Gnome 2: You bet we do.
Gnome 1: Us gnomes are geniuses at corporations.

fun with llello and Gary Busey

From Maxim:

What was the freakiest thing you ever snorted blow off of when you were a prominent coke fiend?

I came home one day, took off my windbreaker, and three bindles of cocaine fell to the floor. Well, my dog, Chili, who has short hair, came in and laid on her back with her legs in the air, and she rubbed all my cocaine on her back and side. I yelled, “No, Chili! No!” So I got a straw, and I started brushing her hair and snorting where I saw cocaine. Back, butt, side—not a spot was left. It took me 25 minutes to snort all the cocaine the dog had on her coat. The fringe benefits of this were that the fleas, the dog hair, the mud, and the sweat went in my nose, too. It’s not a good flavor coming off the dog

Tuesday, July 15, 2003

My fire dancing teachers - Pele's Element

From Pele's Element new web site . It's beautiful. Hire these talented girls.

Pele, the Hawaiian goddess of fire, volcanoes, awakening and creativity, inspires the performers of Pele’s Element to present original and innovative fire performance at venues throughout Portland, Oregon.  This graceful female fire duet has been working together since the year 2000 teaching, performing and making equipment.  Known for their fluid style and challenging partner moves, shireen and Delpha are recognized leaders in the Portland fire community

battlestar galactica v. weltschmertz

Am I putting too much nuance into the show Battlestar Galactica ?

"The story unfolds in a distant galaxy as Mankind has reached its Seventh Millenia of recorded history. Twelve (12) worlds in a multi-star system are home to the Twelve Colonies of Man. According to the ancient writings, the Twelve Colonies were settled by those who journeyed from a mother world, Kobol. Of particular note: a thirteenth tribe of humans moved across the stars to settle another world: Earth. By the present Colonial day in the series, Earth was considered a myth and little was known about the Colonials' true origins, save for the writings in the Book of Kobol (the Colonials' "bible").

...a handful of surviving Colonials flee the Twelve Colonies in civilian starcraft. Under the command of Adama on the Galactica, they head into deep space, searching for the Thirteenth Tribe of Man who are "on a shining planet known as Earth." "

New Get Your War On

I think.

Knock-Knock edition.

I like the last 2 best.

Weltschmertz, Boots'n'All and Burning Man

Last year, my second year at Burning Man, I felt a sense of rising excitement as we got closer and closer to the playa. In Gerlach (about 2 miles from Black Rock City), we got gas, and I jumped up and down arm in arm in a circle with a random stranger. he said, 'Welcome home'. when I got into camp disorient within Burning Man, The Bass found me and told me the same thing. Makes me smile to think about. 45 days to go.

Weltschmertz and Boots'n'All pt II

that post and subsequent comments makes my heart ache.

talk of travel and home. i want a home so badly but i also want excitement and mystery and adventure get bored by the same old thing quickly. what i think i ache for more than great adventures is a home that I love with a life that I love.

i think all of the moving around I did as a kid did something to my psyche and gave me a sense of displacement and the longing.

there's a saying that many adoptive parents use. they say 'all we can do is give our kids roots and wings.'

sometimes I feel trapped in limbo between the two - not having put down roots and being restless, but not having developed the wings to travel as much as the boots'n'all members either. (Spain notwithstanding, but even that could be understood as a search for roots.)

the Germans have a word - Weltschmertz (sp?) that means a longing for a place you've never been to before. my weltschmertz would be for home.

Weltschmertz and Boots'n'all

First, read this post from Boots'n'all. Go to the link for all of the response comments. They're just as interesting. My comments in the next posting here on Again!Again!.

"One of the great things that travel does is break routines. After working, or doing the same ol' same ol' for long periods of time, you develop routines, habits, patterns. You do things that are comfortable and easy, because you don't have time to explore new avenues, don't take time to meet new people, don't waste time trying things you might not like.

Even just a little change of scenery is enough to get things started in a whole new direction. For example, in the three weeks since moving to Portland from Eugene, we've met more BootsnAll members than we had in the previous six months. Shortly after arriving in New York, Ant has met up with a half-dozen BootsnAll members and authors. Chris has also met a few in Brisbane, and Sean is making an effort to do so in a short week in Chicago. Nick is... well, perhaps Nick is the exception to the rule in Bali. Every day holds enough random opportunities for his day to take a new direction.

Having said all that, it begs the question: Is there such a thing as too much travel? Al Humphreys touches on this question in an article in this newsletter and on first impressions most would probably answer, "Of course not! Are you crazy?" But think about it: if all you did was travel, would you miss some of the more structured and stable things that sometimes drive you nuts when you're not travelling?"
-from Sean

Monday, July 14, 2003

on the meaning of the word 'is'

from Michael Kinsley's Slate

"The Bush argument blaming the CIA for failing to remove this falsehood from the president's speech is based on the logic of "stop me before I lie again." Bush spoke the words, his staff wrote them, those involved carefully overlooked reasons for skepticism. It would have been nice if the CIA had caught this falsehood, but its failure to do so hardly exonerates others. Furthermore, the CIA is part of the executive branch, as is the White House staff. If the president—especially this president—can disown anything he says that he didn't actually find out or think up and write down all by himself, he is more or less beyond criticism. Which seems to be the idea here."


Hell, the receptionist actually sent out a morning email with a quote that didn't sound like it came from her Inspirations calendar:

“Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. That's relativity.” - Albert Einstein

Description of Strong Bad

All in all, Strong Bad will spit in your food and ask for a bite.

Also, they've got cool merchandise finally in their store. Check out the hats.

Anti-Bush bumper stickers

mostly crap, but a few goodies:


Dump Bush.

Bush lied. People died.

(And the line drawing of King George.)

And the 'W' with the line drawn through it.

Still waiting for integrity in the White House.

Can't remember the source, but there was a t-shirt which said, "Bush is another word for Cunt."

Elect somebody else in 2004

What, you mean we didn't elect the current guy?


"Anyone But W. Action Center

For the sake of America,

for the safety of the world work to elect anyone but W. in 2004!

Don't expect politicians, even the good ones, to do your job for you. Politicians are like weather vanes. Our job is to make the wind blow. - David R. Brower"

More write a prisoner

From Vikki Scott "I'm looking for a photo of myself, but can't find one. "

I believe Buddha had a similar aphorism/philosophy.

Write a Prisoner! Introduces:

Lisa Zych

Can you make me smile?!  I'm a fun, smart and sensual young woman who needs a good and honest man to help me work through my current predicament.  I've been a cheerleader, exotic dancer, and now I'm a licensed aerobics instructor.  I like to look good for the person I'm with and I'm as comfortable shooting pool and drinking long necks as I am in a five star restaurant.  I miss the warmth and affection of a man and need a special guy who will share fun times and hot nights with me.  Let's make "our" fantasies REAL!!!  I promise you won't be disappointed. 

Cousin Brant's prop

Oh, I know. I want what Daniel Day-Lewis was wearing in Gangs of New York:
The top hat, the handlebar, the American Eagle glass eye. Yes, I know the
glass eye didn't really exist, that it was just CGI'd in (actors will put
on weight for roles, but I don't think even a serious method actor would
put out an eye), but it's what makes the outfit. I want to give people a
symbolically significant glare while demonstrating my impaired depth
perception by throwing knives at Cameron Diaz. If I could get that accent,
whatever the hell it was, I'd take that, too.

Originally I'd wanted the One Ring, but my laptop doesn't like it when I
refer to anything else as "my precious."


Sunday, July 13, 2003


kinda dull article about kids obsessive woderful desire to want to see or do something again and again.

Play It Again, Mom (Again and Again . . .)

Saturday, July 12, 2003

More movie props

From Jen Leo

"I would take the Spaniard's vest from Gladiator.
I'd wear it and get a fake light sword and wield
it around to anyone who came too close or wanted
me to do something I didn't want to. I wouldn't
even have to tell them no, I'd just give them
*that* look. The, don't mess with me look, and
I'd look over at the sword next to me for
emphasis. And then I'd laugh, and they'd think I
was crazy. Which I am."

Cousin Brant? Are you out there?

Friday, July 11, 2003

Why we can't tickle ourselves

As my roommate Dean used to joke, 'I can tickle you from the inside.'

Blatantly stolen from and then found on CBC News.

Just before we make a movement, a signal is sent to the brain telling it what to expect. If the movement is anticipated, the brain filters it out, de-sensitizing us to the signal. That's why we can't tickle ourselves.

David Lee Freaking Roth

from the, um, Lansing State Journal .
Worth it for the picture alone.

"I like sugar, starch, fat, grease and alcohol - the five basic American ingredients for any guy," Roth said by phone. "And I like the supplements - you know, nicotine."

JohnsonSheen is fucked

Interesting study on creativity (and crime) and marriage, and how marriage dampens both.

To borrow another joke about marriage, perhaps there's simply a correlation between creativity and getting blowjobs.

Via ePro Eric and ABC Australia

Creative genius and crime express themselves early in men but both are turned off almost like a tap if a man gets married and has children, a study says...

The energy of youth and the dampening effect of marriage, he adds, are also remarkably similar among geniuses in music, painting and writing, as well as in criminal activity.

Previous studies have documented that delinquents are overwhelmingly male, and usually start out on the road to crime in their teens.

But those who marry well, subsequently stop committing crime, whereas criminals at the same age who remain unmarried tend to continue their unlawful careers.

What Movie Prop would you own?

This needs a comments section. But we'll ghetto style it, and you can email me your comments. (and lookee! i added my email to the righthand side.)

I would choose the Ark of the Covenant. I'd use it as a coffee table and as a way to get rid of unwanted house guests.

From the Sports Guy's mailbag:

If you could own any movie prop from any movie, what would you choose? The reason I ask is, because I know of your love of "The Karate Kid," and while I was at Disneyland Paris last week, they had the most awesome prop displayed at the Planet Hollywood there ... the actual trophy from the All Valley Karate Tournament! You were the first person I though of when I saw this. --Bruce Fike, Rodenbach, Germany

The Sports Guy's mailbag

I'd like to be a Maloof.

From the Sports Guy on

I likely won't be the only person to bring this up, but you absolutely must -- your duty as a sports journalist -- must add the Greta Van Sustern Face to the Pantheon. The look she flexed after Tyson dropped the "I wish I had raped her" jewel was arguably the greatest look of shock/dismay/fright/confusion a TV broadcaster has ever sported. Truly priceless. I look forward to seeing her name etched for eternity in the Pantheon. -- David Larkins, Winnipeg

Done. And while we're here, let's add the Joe Maloof Face, which goes like this: "We've just been eliminated from the playoffs, I'm struggling to look sad, but I can't shake the fact that I own a casino and an NBA team and juggle hot chicks every night."



hmmmm. linking to the correct archive, but not sliding to the correct point in said archive...


New template

Hey, it works. Sorta. Template changes don't want to publish without a post. Hopefully, pictures and comments coming soon. 8)

Crap, I just used an emoticon.

Crap, I just wrote the word 'emoticon'. At least I didn't say 'Smiley.' Aw, crap, I just said it.


testing new template

Thursday, July 10, 2003

From Launch:

Sean "P. Diddy" Combs is presently working on a new project, his first dance album. The mogul told the New York Post, "It's like real sexual and sensual, you know, but also gangsterish. It's some stuff you could rob a bank to."

I've got something to put in you, Mr. President.
At the gay bar, Mr. Prime Minister.

Large quicktime video 8.3MB.

On the joys of bootlegs and the evils of ClearChannel McSatan Corp, LLC.

I love live music, go deep into a band when i love them, and know I would grumblingly shell out the dough for a CD of a Justin Timberl- I mean cool, alternative band show.

I'm a whore. What can you do.

From the wonderful aka Pitchfork
But there's a catch: Instant Live, which launched in May, is owned by Clear Channel Entertainment, one of the largest and most aggressive media companies in America. The owner of six times as many radio stations as its nearest competitor and the owner and/or booker of over 130 venues, Clear Channel has been criticized for anti-competitive and anti-artist practices by the press-- Salon's extensive coverage has set the bar-- and politicans including Senator John McCain. Even the deregulation-happy FCC has scrutinized their business.

So as cool as this technology sounds, music fans will ask: what are they planning to do with it?

For now, the Instant Live team has started small, launching in Clear Channel's home base of Boston and recording at smaller rock clubs-- like the Paradise, where I went to see them record Kay Hanley, former frontwoman of Letters to Cleo. I only heard about the gig by talking to Clear Channel: neither Hanley nor the venue advertised it on their websites, but once you walked in the club you couldn't miss the merch table, with large Instant Live banners and young employees promoting the album they were about to record. As if to demonstrate just how easy it was, they even had a boombox playing a CD that they had just cut during the soundcheck.

Wednesday, July 09, 2003

Will Farrell speaking at Harvard's 2003 Class Day

Go about 1:30 in.


Still bored.

But I'm scheming to steal this and take it out to burning man. .

Inside Wave UFO, three viewers at a time recline on a Technogel chair - a spongy, comfortable surface - to watch a 7-minute projection on the domed ceiling above ... Each viewer is outfitted with a set of electrodes, which gather brainwave data. This information is instantly transformed into visual imagery, in real-time correspondence with the actual activity of the brain, and projected onto the screen: Six undulating bio-amorphous cells represent the left and right lobes of each of the three participants' brains, and a waving line moves in correspondence with blinks and other facial movements. This instant biofeedback thus incorporates the experience of watching the projection, and the interaction between the three viewers. The forms change shape and color in response to three types of brainwaves, showing which type is most dominant. Alpha (blue) waves indicate wakeful relaxation, Beta (pink) waves indicate alertness or agitation, and Theta (yellow) waves indicate a dreamlike state. When the two cells come together, that demonstrates "coherence" between the two lobes of the brain. Mental functions such as thinking in other languages or doing math problems immediately transform the characteristics of the graphics. (from the Public Art Fund site)

God, I'm undermotivated.

From Radar magazine: ACTRESS WINONA RYDER HAS CAST A CURATORIAL EYE on a string of indie-rock up-and-comers since the early days of grunge. Last month the amateur talent scout, 31, gave her latest coital thumbs-up to Conor Oberst, the 22-year-old frontman of folk-punk outfit Bright Eyes. We wanted to be among the first to congratulate Oberst on his coming success. But we urge him to beware the Ryder Curse: In addition to his favorite ironic T-shirt, she's liable to walk off with his career. In fact, the majority of artists from "Easy" Ryder's collection of stolen hearts now carry the nice price stickers. Will Oberst be a Dave Grohl, or a Dave Pirner? Can't say we didn't warn him:

1989: Paul Westerberg, the Replacements
1994: Dave Pirner, Soul Asylum
1997: Evan Dando, the Lemonheads
1997: Jay Kay, Jamiroquai
1997: Stephan Jenkins, Third Eye Blind
1997: Dave Grohl, Foo Fighters
2000: Beck
2001: Ryan Adams
2001: Pete Yorn
2001: Jack White, the White Stripes
2002: Julian Casablancas, the Strokes
2003: Conor Oberst, Bright Eye

From Adair Lara's online journal, expounding upon motherhood while becoming a grandmother. Touching.

Adair Lara

Iwould join them when the birth was imminent. The kids wanted to experience it alone, just them and the 10 or 15 hospital staffers who wandered in and out. “But people can come and go during labor,” Morgan had said. “People!” I am not a People. I gave you life, you little wretch.

Still, I was determined to respect this wish. It would be my first act as a non-interfering grandmother. I had kind of blown this earlier, by buying her so much baby stuff that she complained there was no point in having a shower. My friend Monique said if her mom moved in on her experience this way, hogging the buying of baby clothes and cribs and so forth, she’d be furious.

Bill worried that Morgan would be dropping the baby off her all the time, but I should be so lucky. My skills will be carefully reviewed before any living bundle of helpless flesh will be turned over to me.

Morgan wanted a drug-free labor, just a woman in a field, giving birth to her child as the sun comes up. Not a drop of coffee, nor an egg yolk, or a bite of her beloved sushi had passed her lips since she learned she was pregnant. She counted kicks with an eye on the clock. She left baggies of prenatal vitamins everywhere so she would never miss a day.

But she had not reckoned on this long an ordeal. In the night Funny Hat Needle Man came (an anesthesiologist in a paper hat) gave her an epidural drip and suddenly Trevor and I had a cheerful third player for Trivia. I have a picture of her at five am studying her Contracts book.

The baby would be a girl, no boy parts having shown up on the sonogram. (Reminds me of when my friend had a sonogram and her PC doctor said, I see a clitoris!”)

A girl, means there is a god. In thirteen years Morgan will know why I spent her adolescence sobbing on my bed. She will be staring at an open window, the curtains blowing backward. I will stand by, filing my nails. “Gone again, is she?” I’ll say.
It also means she will know what it is to have a daughter. The most exasperating person alive. A mirror that follows you around. Having a daughter feels like taking off your own skin. It feels like studying for a test you can never pass, because the answers keep changing.

It also feels like a radiator on a cold morning, and like a song I once heard on a morning in Paris, one that I had once loved and hadn’t heard in years, that filled with such happiness that I never forgot how the leaves on trees looked outside as I listened.

And I pushed with Morgan again, lifting her head, my stomach cramping, and saw her determination, and Trevor’s intentness, and then it came to me. She was the only one who needed to push. It was her baby, and she knew what she was doing.
The baby’s head was starting to show. “I’ll be down the hall,” I said hastily.
“Stay, Mom,” Morgan said. “We want you to.”

Ryan Adair Anderson arrived at 12:57, black-haired and black eyed, and perfect, her long eyes upside down smiles. I kept saying, “Oh my god! Oh my god!”

And the best thing is that she looks exactly like…

Her paternal grandmother.

My luck, she’ll just get my singing.

Copyright © 2002 All Rights Reserved.

Miguel was the 119th most popular name for boys in the 1970s.

You can search for your name here.

Most Popular Names of the 1970's

This page presents the top 1000 given names for births in the 1970's. The data comes from a 5% sampling of Social Security card applications with dates of birth from January 1970 through December 1979.

I think that every site should have a most popular emailed articles section.

The following is not from me. I am not about to be a father.

From the Times :

"According to the official Popular Baby Names Web site, the name we are considering for our daughter, to be born later this summer, was in the Top 200 for her sex last year. It was less popular than Molly but more so than Abby. This has me worried. It seems perched at a precarious point from which it could, without warning, rocket into overuse. Witness Chloe, which has shot from 184 to 24 since 1991. Call out the name in your local Gymboree, and four little heads will whip around. "

babynames website

Tuesday, July 08, 2003

Now, son, as my Dad used to say, you won't ever get into trouble with me for telling the truth..., probably through AP PHOENIX -- Damon Stoudamire, who was arrested on marijuana charges after allegedly trying to pass through an airport metal detector with almost 1½ ounces of the drug wrapped in aluminum foil, was suspended by the Portland Trail Blazers and fined $250,000.

Stoudamire was stopped at the Tucson airport Thursday as he prepared to board a flight to New Orleans, police said Monday.

He was charged with possession of marijuana and possession of drug paraphernalia, both misdemeanors. Police said he was carrying almost 40 grams of marijuana.

After Stoudamire set off the metal detector, he placed the drug and rolling papers into a plastic security bin, police said. Security officials then summoned police.

Stoudamire told officers that the drug was marijuana and that it was his.

I'm not sure that I completely understand all of the implications, but I like it. I think Doonesbury made fun of bloggers that just crib opinions from the Times, but I bet Trudeau is a blogsnob (patent pending).

william raspberry Everything about the present system encourages such gerrymandering and manipulation. Richie would change the system.

One relatively simple change would be to move from the winner-take-all single-member districts to three-seat "super districts," with each voter getting three votes to distribute as he or she wishes. Rather than losing a race even with 49.9 percent of the vote, as could be the case now, candidates in a super district could be elected with 25 percent of the vote.

What that means in practical terms is that significantly more voters would have someone in office whom they voted for. Racial and political minorities would be far more likely than now to be represented in the legislatures.

"Americans think that no Democrats live in the Rockies, or that there are no Republicans in Massachusetts," says Richie. "They're there; they just don't win very often. Actually, most of us live in places that are pretty far gone to one party or the other."


"Throughout the Deep South, the dispersion of black voters often keeps them from having the numbers to win a seat, but if it only takes 25 percent, that changes. The most likely outcome in a three-seat district in these cases would be the election of a black Democrat, a white conservative Republican and a centrist of one party or the other. As it is now, hardly any centrists of, say, the Sam Nunn type, are winning."

Monday, July 07, 2003

Things are realllllly slow, as if you couldn't tell. Leaving to go sit in a hot tub and watch wrestling. It's the patriotic thing to do.

I've got to admit that it's the male waxing (being a hairless breed myself) scares the bejeebers out of me.

This about new friend Celeste and her business HairMGrooming: Grooming for the Urban King.

Opening in August!

818 SW 1st Avenue
Portland, OR 97204
Grooming services will include:
haircuts & color

razor shaves




-plus free beer and wine, satellite TV at each station, and wireless Internet

from Sean's bootblog , a recap of the 4th festivities. Including 2 apt descriptions of 2 wonderful people. I think Sean left before the money for streaking program began. Which is for the best, I think.

And two random quotes from that evening:
"Book smarts gets ya the job. Street smarts keeps ya the job." - Scott Melkerson.

"I'd hate to have some 25 year old asshole deciding what tattoo i was going to have for the rest of my life." - me on the prospects of having got a tattoo 5 years ago.

"But I'd sure like a 5 year tattoo. That'd be perfect."

My friend Hart emails me this morning:

>Saw an ad this morning for Dasani water. Most blatant marketing to e takers
ever. 28 seconds of rave like shit. Then a hot woman gets naked in her
bedroom and crawls into bed with...a giant teddy bear.

> Tagline: Water for drug culture. (Should have been)

> hr

then read an article in adweek magazine . The last paragraph here is the clincher. Great minds...

Given that, it makes sense that the first new spot, "Excitement," shows a young female Dasani drinker not in a yoga pose or hiking but rather enjoying a frenetic night of New York City clubbing. But here's the problem with this breakthrough entertainment positioning: Ever since the seminal debut of the Charlie Girl some 30 years ago (she was out for a night on the town by herself, dressed in—here's the gasp part—a pantsuit), women have been seen similarly out and about in commercials for shampoo, soft drinks, jeans, beer, "ice" beverages, you name it. Ironically, by abandoning the limited and stilted positioning of typical bottled-water spots, Dasani has adopted some of the most overused imagery of all, the Sex and the City-fication of women's culture.

So the idea is not exactly fresh (even if the jerky, hyperfast and gritty video look of the spot, and its ominous house music, drowns out the glamour aspect). But putting our Dasani drinker in the milieu of the club also leads to unintended trouble. One young woman, a perfect target, watched the spot and said, "Ew, I wouldn't go near anyone drinking water in a club—it means they're on ecstasy."


Doped-up rats in the ranks
By Kay Dibben
July 6, 2003

RATS high on drugs have been running wild in the ceiling of a police station after munching on speed and pot exhibits.
Rodents infesting the Caboolture station, north of Brisbane, have chewed through bags containing amphetamines and cannabis, and their urine has been found dripping down walls.

Queensland Police Union general secretary Phil Hocken said the "green leafy material nurtured by druggies" had become a meal for the rodents, and rats had been seen with "their eyes wide open, running frantically for no reason at all, round in circles".

Mr Hocken said traps had been laid to catch the rats and the drugs were now kept in sealed containers, but there were still vermin problems at the station.

"You shouldn't have to work in those conditions – not in 2003," he said.

Kobe Bryant Will Slap Ho, Mispronounce Words to Increase Street Cred

Kobe Bryant announced today that he will slap a ho and mispronounce several words in a press conference next week. Bryant hopes the actions will increase his street credibility.

Nat King Cole and McCartney made 'Scrambled eggs' together and The Walrus was Ringo

Paul McCartney's classic Beatles hit, 'Yesterday', could have been inspired by an old Nat King Cole track, music experts have said.

'Yesterday', famously composed by McCartney in 1965 after he heard the melody in his sleep, is said to bare a strong resemblance to the Nat King Cole song 'Answer Me, My Love'.

Musicologists now believe that the singer may have heard Cole's 1953 track during his childhood, retained it in his subconscious and then dreamt the melody 12 years later.

'Yesterday' features the lines: "Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away, now it looks as though they're here to stay."
'Answer Me, My Love' features the similar lyrics: "Yesterday, I believed that love was here to stay, won't you tell me where I've gone astray."

Pop historian Spencer Leigh explored the links between the songs for a book about The Beatles entitled, 'The Walrus Was Ringo'.

"McCartney was working on this melody in his head which he realised was a cracking tune," he said.

"He was playing it to people saying 'Don't you recognise this?'

Thursday, July 03, 2003

El4Ojos will be running for president in 2008.

Who was that masked MP?
June 26 2003

Picture: AFP
Masanori Murakawa receives a pin from Iwate prefectural office staff to enter the Iwate prefectural assembly at Morioka.

A local Japanese government assembly decided yesterday to let a former pro wrestler-turned-politician continue to wear his fight mask on duty, rejecting a motion that would have forced him to uncover his face.

Masanori Murakawa of the Liberal Party, who is known by his ring name "The Great Sasuke", provoked an outcry among politicians when he reported for his first day of assembly duty last month wearing a red, white and green mask along with his business suit.

Ruling Liberal Democratic Party officials and local Governor Hiroya Masuda protested, although Mr Masuda said he would have the matter debated by the Iwate prefectural assembly in northern Japan. While regulations ban hats, canes and umbrellas from the assembly hall, there is no rule regarding face masks.

Opponents said wearing one was inappropriate and undermined the dignity of the assembly.

Mr Murakawa had defended his right to wear his vinyl mask, saying he had campaigned with only his eyes and mouth visible and that the electorate recognised him that way.

Gotta fucking love Maureen Dowd. Not sure how she'd do in Vegas, though.

Columnist Page: Maureen Dowd

In his 1989 memoir, Dr. Frist, the heart surgeon and Senate majority leader, confessed that at Harvard Medical School, he used to adopt stray cats at shelters, take them home and slice and dice them for practice.

"It was, of course, a heinous and dishonest thing to do," he wrote. "And I was totally schizoid about the entire matter. By day, I was little Billy Frist, the boy who lived on Bowling Avenue in Nashville and had decided to become a doctor because of his gentle father and a dog named Scratchy. By night, I was Dr. William Harrison Frist, future cardiothoracic surgeon, who was not going to let a few sentiments about cute, furry little creatures stand in the way of his career. In short, I was going a little crazy."

Wednesday, July 02, 2003


Try the following:

- Start Google

- Type in "weapons of mass destruction" in the search field

- Instead of clicking on "Google Search", click on "I feel lucky"

- Read the page

I've completely lost my recall on movie quotes. It's all stored conceptually now, rather than with detail.

"You know how much I love watching you work, but I've got my country's 500th anniversary to plan, my wedding to arrange, my wife to murder, and Guilder to frame for it - I'm swamped!"
~Prince Humperdinck

I have new friends who are blog snobs. 8)

they're trying to convince me to join the 21st century of blog technology. i guess i didn't have anything better to do today anyways.

in the meantime, in block format, sans comments:

Why we are doing this:
"We represent all who are sick of receiving unwanted AOL cds. By sending us your unwanted AOL, Netscape, or CompuServe cds, you can help us make a statement. Once we have 1,000,000 collected, we will make our quest across America to give them all back to their rightful owner, AOL and say "stop doing this". Don't throw them away or get mad, send'em to us and we'll all end this wasteful practice while sharing a laugh or two."

Tuesday, July 01, 2003

Portland Bloggers

We're from Portland. We blog. Let's rendezvous!

We meet the first Friday of every month at Kell's downtown to chat, catch up, and share project ideas. We also maintain

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More smartassness:

'No,' the female Argentine lake duck sighed. 'It's more like 11 inches.'

if they weigh less than a pound, how do they not pass out when they get an erection?


Our best guess is that the birds use [the long penis] as a kind of lasso," McCracken said. "The males have to chase the females, and even during copulation the females are trying to escape."

It's too convoluted to easily explain how we got to this page, but nonetheless, here it is:

(btw, slow posting traffic due to 'updated' blogger software that doesn't have a toolbar button. fuckers.)

Darwin would posit that the female would have what? Another study reports on the exaggerated anatomy of the male Argentine lake duck, whose penis is about the same length as its body. The case is especially intriguing because very few species of birds have penises.

Vigorous in Courtship
Clumsy on land, the male Argentine lake duck spends most of its time in the water. Its unusual anatomy may be related to strong competition in mating and reproduction.
Photograph by Eric and David Hosking/Corbis

Researchers from the University of Alaska discovered that the penis of Oxyura vittata, when fully extended, measures about 17 inches (0.5 meters) long. When not in use, the corkscrew-shaped penis retracts into the duck's abdomen.

The trait is one that bears further study, say the researchers. It opens some interesting questions about the dynamics of male competition and sperm competition at a pretty high level in birds resulting in the anatomy evolving in this way, said Kevin McCracken, the lead author of a report on the finding published last month in Nature.