Archives for January, 2005
Keep American TV in America
E!’s Thriller: Floating a Jackson Trial Balloon (washingtonpost.com): “Cable network E! Entertainment will telecast daily half-hour courtroom reenactments chronicling Michael Jackson’s trial on child molestation charges, network President Ted Harbert announced Tuesday . . . ‘This is well within the parameters of responsible reporting of an important news event,’ he said, especially ‘given the stuff that goes on in the news business today.’ This project does not cross any line that ‘hasn’t already been jumped over,’ he added.”
Alan Clark told me about this one. Makes me glad to be in the land of abusive comedy shows. (Well, of course it makes me happy first and foremost to live in a world where we have buttons on the TVs to turn the things off. Some people won’t be able to find them, though.)
Craigslist: Tokyo
craigslist: tokyo online community
I’ve never spent a lot of time on this site in its other incarnations, but now that it’s come to town I might have to take a closer look at it . . . It might be a good place to score used computers and similar loot.
On a totally unrelated note, I switched the DVD zone setting on my PowerBook so I could watch the Napoleon Dynamite disk that Jes got me for Christmas. Sweet. It’s . . . incredible.
Design Within Reach
Design Within Reach: This site has some sweet little chairs made out of champagne corks (the cork caps, the wire that holds the contraptions on the bottles, and so on). Mom likes to make these things after a bottle gets drunk; there’s a little row of chairs on the shelf above the kitchen sink back home. The ones visible here are much more polished than hers, though . . .
Aww yeah . . .
Found this over here. I’m glad to have it here, in full.
LeVon: Aw yeah.
Barry: Aw yeah, baby.
LeVon: It’s that time.
Barry: Aw, you know it’s that time.
LeVon: I’m LeVon.
Barry: And I’m Barry, Sagittarius.
LeVon: And it’s time, it’s time for two-hundred
Barry: and forty dollars
LeVon: worth of puddin’.
Barry: worth of puddin’.
LeVon: Aw yeah, Mr. Bouche, come on in here, and let’s get a shot of this puddin’.
Barry: Now that is the kind of puddin’ that only two-hundred forty dollars can buy.
LeVon: Aw yeah. We had the two-forty
Barry: (praying hands) we had to have the puddin’.
LeVon: Aw yeah. Now we could have bought, a hundred dollars worth of puddin’
Barry: (huge eyes) And that would have been, a lot of puddin’.
LeVon: Aw yeah, but we had to go all the way, baby.
Barry: All the way home.
LeVon: Uh huh. With two-hundred
Barry: and forty dollars
LeVon: worth of puddin’.
Barry: worth of puddin’.
LeVon: Aw yeah.
Barry: Now I know what you’re thinkin’
LeVon: “Barry and LeVon, where did you get two-hundred and forty dollars?”
Barry: (shake head and put finger to mouth) Shhhhhh.
LeVon: Aw yeah.
Barry: Don’t worry your pretty little head about it, baby
LeVon: It ain’t your concern.
Barry: Now if you excuse me, I gotta whisper some sweet nothings to this puddin’.
LeVon: I’ll just be over here, mindin’ my own.
Barry: (whispers) Oh baby, you know you got it goin’ on. Aw, you lookin’ so good, you lookin’ so right.
LeVon: Barry baby, Barry baby, you see what I got here
Barry: what have you got there?
LeVon: This is a box of puddin’, Barry
Barry: what does it say?
LeVon: It says “cook, and chill”
Barry: Aw yeah.
LeVon: and baby, that’s what I do every night. I cook, and then I chill.
Barry: (bump and grinding) Aw yeah.
LeVon: (bump and grinding) Aw yeah.
Barry: And chill!
LeVon: Yes sir! Barry, baby, I think it’s that time.
Barry: I think it’s time to do the deed.
(both whip off jackets)
LeVon: Aw yeah, here’s the moment you HAVE been waiting for.
Barry: Now if you, will excuse me while I kiss the sky.
LeVon: Aw yeah (both wiggle butts in mound of puddin’) Aw yeah!
Davis Ranch
And yet more photos online . . . Go right over here to see some shots from our trip to see T and Leslie Miller up at stately Davis manor. Nice lunch, pleasant reunion, crazy kids, weird cat. All you could ask for.