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Monday March 29 2004. THE CABLE GUY.
  The Cable Guy is coming by the house today to put in digital cable. When he does his install, he's going to be shaking his head. Behind the TV, there's a hopelessly tangled mess of wires from my surround sound system. Plus, those wires run underneath a rug (hello fire hazard). Also, he's going to find the cable box plugged into the wall with tape. Scotch tape. And I'm sure he won't like the dog hair that's been collecting under the TV stand (which, I might add, is ready to collapse any time) since 1943. And I'm hoping the cat didn't pee behind the TV too many times. Ahem.
  Maybe I'll tell the Cable Guy I'm just house-sitting.
JACKET. CLEARLY. NEW TOYS.

  According to Beth, a nice jackass is called a "jack-ette." (kind of like when she said that it's "better to be a moron than a moroff.")

  Clearly, I love Beth for her silly wit. And clearly, she hates me for posting her musings on the internet every other day.   Today is definitely New Toy Day. Not only do I now have 967 new channels, but also my new expensive super-duper laser printer just arrived. Woo hoo!
NEW ZEALAND. FINAL THREE.
  A college student from New Zealand emailed me the other day about my Suite101.com death penalty site. She was doing a research paper on capital punishment in the U.S. and had a few questions. I answered her questions and wished her luck with her paper. I was happy to help.
  But her questions made me realize something: maybe my little hack writing is important. Somewhere, somehow, maybe I'm making a difference with my articles on the death penalty. Sure, the effect may be very small, but it's a kind of a big deal to me.
  I mean, c'mon, it was someone from New Zealand, for chrissakes. That's kinda cool.
  Despite my ineptitude in picking the winners in the first few rounds of the NCAA tournament, I did correctly pick 3 of the Final Four teams: Duke, UConn, and Oklahoma State. Doesn't mean I'm good or anything.
UNIMPORTANCE. The Cable Guy, Final Three, Jackets, Clearly, New Zealand, Bad Mother Fucker, Unimportance, Ghost Town, and New Toys. 

  On second thought, the student from New Zealand never really stated her position on the death penalty. Nor did she say that my death penalty writings had any influence on her one way or the other.
  Back to Unimportance I go.

BAD MOTHER FUCKER. GHOST TOWN.
  Jules (Samuel L. Jackson): Now I want you to go into that bag and find my wallet.
  Ringo (Tim Roth): Which one is it?
  Jules: It’s the one that says, "Bad Mother Fucker."

  Although I am doing some actual work today (yes, a death penalty article--and with a little more zeal than usual), I want to post a link to a site that is simply astounding. It's a photo log done by a Russian woman who traveled by motorcycle through the ravaged areas around Chernobyl. The site takes awhile to go through (because of the large pictures) and the text is in broken English, but it's worth it. To see pictures of a city that once had a population of 50,000--now totally empty--is quite moving. It's stunning, really. The first page of the journal, called "Ghost Town," is here.
     

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