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2004-05-11, 1:21 p.m.:
File this under Recommended: Van Lear Rose and the 3-disc Honky Tonk Girl: The Loretta Lynn Collection.
The first time I put Van Lear Rose in the tray and the title song started playing, I made sure to tell Atticus (who looked up at me with his Patented Quizzical Expression as soon as the first chord struck): "Boy, it's the First Lady of Country Music!" I really like saying that.
Loretta ROCKS in any context. Whereas, you know, the only thing I really like about the White Stripes is that skit on SNL which posits them as superheroes who never manage to rescue anyone because they're too busy playing their theme song (Drew Barrymore on drums). 0 comments
2004-05-08, 10:44 a.m.:
Bah, you Web cliques.
Yeah, I'll admit it. I want a Gmail account. Yeah, I have been trying to get into Metafilter for, like, two years now. What of it? Jesus. It's not even like being picked last for kickball; it's like being asked to go sit in the bleachers instead (where I could read my book in peace, but still).
I also wanted those knee-high white vinyl boots in the 2nd-3rd grade. I never got those either and am ... well, not that much the worse for it, am I? Am I? 0 comments
2004-05-05, 1:31 p.m.:
This guy who made "Super Size Me" and ate all his meals at MacDonald's has a great interview in Salon right now. More reasons I like to picture myself crawling up and down the sides of reality with a handheld camera:
I think that documentary is your last bastion for any truth today. It's the one place where you have no media conglomerate telling you what to say, the one place where people aren't going to put a vice on opinion and on fact. You can put something out that takes a stand and says, Listen, you need to know this.
Whereas it's like watching "Entertainment Tonight" when you watch the 10 o'clock news. What happened to the news? Didn't we actually use to get news here? 0 comments
2004-04-24, 2:07 p.m.:
Naturally, there is also a Metafilter thread on the subject. 0 comments
2004-04-24, 12:50 p.m.:
The kind of thing I can spend hours reading on the Web. Usually when the boy is asleep in my lap and I have no recourse to anything entertaining but the computer.
It goes on. First, with an article about the power of social networks, then with various comments on said article.
Is it true? Do I love the Internet more as a medium of innuendo and infotainment than one of education, enlightenment and self-expression? Yup, guess so. 0 comments
2004-04-15, 5:47 p.m.:
Molu is right: Dooce is the shit. I have just spent hours reading this page of people's comments about the dumbest things their bosses ever said to them (yeah, I know. We're all sick over here, cough cough, and thus lacking in resources). P.S. What was I thinking in that last one? Anya's afraid of bunnies, not shrimp. It was the world without shrimp she posited. How soon the past becomes the past. Note to self: Time to reread Katherine Anne Porter again. 0 comments
2004-04-04, 12:51 p.m.:
The Word is Truth, and word on the street is that God hates figs and God hates shrimp! (See Anyanka for happy confirmation of the latter.) Hallelujah, amen!
Ugh! For some reason Diaryland won't let me code today. So here, paste and cut:
http://www.godhatesfigs.com
http://www.godhatesshrimp.com 0 comments
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