Friday, October 28, 2005

Everyone's Heart Doesn't Beat the Same, We're Beating Out of Time

There have been a whole slew of developments in the past ten days or so. Most of them good, but the timing of them has left me scrambling to get a million things done in about a thousand seconds. Or perhaps I'm exaggerating. Slightly. Again. Anyway! Here's the list:

  • I'm going to Boulder, Colorado next week!
  • We're getting our floors done next week!
  • Dad my be released from rehab at the end of next week!

So this weekend is going to be hectic, to say the least.

And did I forget to mention the wedding that we're attending on Saturday?

Never simple, life.

Obviously we'll get through all of this, and in fine shape I'm willing to bet. But I'm still hoping that the timing of all this gets better in the future...

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Too Much

That sums it up for me these days. My life is too full. My cup runneth over. My head is both grill'd® and stuff't®. Not all bad, not all good. Just full. Very very full.

So, here's some pix from my much-needed day off yesterday. Enjoy!

Mmm mmm good!

The Scariest Bar Ever

My temporary ride

The Mall!

New Movie Theater Hallway Graphic Side 1

New Movie Theater Hallway Graphic Side 2

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

... And now Sports with Tommyspoon

This is my line of the day:

The White Sox are not your team. You wouldn't know Scott Podsednik if he knocked on your door and announced: "Wilbon, I'm Scott Podsednik. Kiss me."

-- Tony Kornheiser, from today's column

And Now, For My 100th Post...

... a Pop Quiz!

Ok, close your books and pay attention class!

Question: Name the film that Dad screened last night in hospital?

Hint: 'Oooh!  Oooh!  Daddy wants to...

Post your answer in the comments.

Monday, October 10, 2005

The Krauthammer Scenario

I'm Gonna Blow!
Over the weekend, I listened to Charles Krauthammer on "Inside Washington" discuss what I have come to call "The Krauthammer Scenario." Basically, it goes like this: If you knew that a nuclear device was going to explode somewhere in Washington, D.C. in thirty minutes, and you had a person in custody who knew the location of this device, why wouldn't you torture this person to obtain the information?

Why wouldn't I torture this person to obtain the information? Well, laying aside for the moment the numerous psychological studies that suggest torture is not the most effective method to obtain information, there are several reasons why I wouldn't.

  1. Assuming for a moment that you get this person to talk, they cough up an address: the intersection of 7th and D streets. But which one? There are four such intersections in the city. Can you summon enough manpower to search those four locations thoroughly? In thirty minutes? And then defuse the bomb? Doubtful.
  2. Charles has seen "The Peacemaker" too many times. Life is not a movie, Charles. The odds of finding a nuclear device and deactivating it in the time you give are somewhere between slim and none.
  3. Piling on to my #2 reason, this article from The Bulletin of Atomic Scientists is not very encouraging. From the conclusion:
    Of course, even advance warning is no guarantee of success, given the difficulty of locating a hidden nuclear device and the limited time that may be available. A comment in the Nevada Operations Office's after-action report on [a recent inter-agency exercise in locating nuclear material] is chilling, not as a criticism of NEST members, with their diverse talents and dedication, but as an acknowledgment of a harsh reality. The report notes that it would be "a drastic mistake to assume that NEST technology and procedures will always succeed, resulting in zero nuclear yield."

Charles, I'd like to ask you a favor. You can continue being a schill for the current administration, but would you please refrain from nuclear speculation. You obviously have no idea what the heck you are talking about.

Friday, October 07, 2005

Genuinely Happy

The reviews are in for "Hauptmann". Both of them are very good, which doesn't surprise me a bit. And I'm very happy for the cast and crew! It's a good show, and I'm glad to know that my departure didn't hurt the production.

So, if you're local, please go see it. I'm probably going to attend the Tuesday night show next week, since that tends to be a low-turnout affair.

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Checking In/Checking Out

So, how am I doing these days?

tired of the water
tired of the wine
tired of the future
tired of time
tired of the madness
tired of the steel
tired of the violence
tired of me

-- "Tired of 'Me'", Live

That sums it up nicely, I think.

And just to reassure everyone that I haven't lost my piss and vinegar, someone's gonna have to explain this shit to me.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Sunday Night Decadence

I attended an orgy Sunday night.

And no, my wife was not invited.

Intrigued? No? (Ah, you know me too well, dear reader.)

No, this was an orgy of the culinary variety. Dan, the Groom, and six of us went here and ate. A lot. No, really. We. Ate. A. Lot. How much? Well, I can't give you an accurate measurement, but the T-Bone I ate was as big as my face. And I haven't even discussed how large the shrimp were. Or the Carrot Cake, or the pile of powdered sugar surrounding the Drunken Donuts. (For one brief moment, I had a flashback to the first time I ever saw a pile of cocaine being cut up! That's how large the pile was.)

Needless to say, a good time was had by all.

After the three-hour repast, we waddled up the street to this place. I shot one horrendous game of 8 Ball and then retired for the evening. But not before getting this "Cue Ball View" shot.

Before the Break