Archive for January, 2007

I’m All Belinda Carlisle

Wednesday, January 31st, 2007

Except, uh, a dude… and not kind of sexy saucy for an older former pop star.

Anyway, I’m going on vacation, taking the wee Fi to see the grandparents down Alabama way.

There will be guest bloggers.

They will blog in a guestlike manner.

And you shall applaud and love them, much as you do me, when you actually bother to stop by and read this blog, which, you know, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about because it really hurts my feelings and makes me cry and then all I can do is watch Oprah and Dr. Phil and long for a better day…

…and such.

Have fun!

American Idol Recap

Wednesday, January 31st, 2007

I got nothing.

Sorry, was busy with the Mrs. interviewing a new potential babysitter and then went upstairs to do some work – being dedicated, see – and only caught the tail end of the show, which – truth be told, good lord willin’ and the creek don’t rise – sounded like a buncha polecats on a hot tin roof bein’ beat with a switch, ’cause this is Alabama, y’all.

Or whatever.

Amen.

Motorola RAZR Post – Because I’m a Goob

Monday, January 29th, 2007

After several years of owning different, moderately out-of-date Nokia models (one of which met its untimely end in a hot tub) – and with Mrs. WWR having owned the same brick-sized Nokia for nigh on 10 years – we broke down and got new mobile phones. This time out, we chose Motorola.

It was nothing to do with Nokia, oh no my friends; the brand has served this family well, and I do have a certain affinity for Finnish makes given my time in the great land of Suomi. However, when it came to a comparison of price / features / nifty-keen looks, the Motorola RAZR v3 won out.

Mrs. WWR now has the original v3, while I – not inclined to carry a separate digital camera in the diaper bag I also do not cart around everywhere – now own the RAZR v3t, with its megapixel camera.

Things I dig so far:

  • The included mini-USB data cable, combined with Motorola Phone Tools, allows for easy file transfers, synchronization, and creation of custom MP3 ringtones (when the wife calls, it plays our song, so I know to let it go to voicemail… just kidding, hon). Also, the cable can charge the phone through a USB 2.0 port.

  • The voice dialing doesn’t need to be trained… simply speak a name in your phonebook. Have multiple numbers for that person? It will ask which you one you want. Very cool, even if I will look like an idiot talking only to my phone in public.

  • Decent video capture – perfect for recording loads and loads of videos of the kids that I will delete when I realize that maybe two or three of them are worth keeping.

  • Expanded memory slot – need to steal away into the night with top secret documents or wanting to port your porn between computers? It comes with 128MB, or you can opt for the 1GB card for a few bucks more.

  • Digital audio player – whatever space you’ve got left after making custom ringtones and loading up your dirty pics, fill it with MP3s and rock out with the tiny speaker on the back of the phone.

  • Built-in calculator – wow! Now I can leave behind that hip Casio calculator watch from 1986 and carry my phone instead! The power of math is mine!

In short, so far, after a lengthy 96 hours or so, I highly recommend this phone, at least for 96 hours of use.

Everyone Wants to Go to Heaven

Monday, January 29th, 2007

…but no one wants to die to get there.

D. James Kennedy, outspoken anti-science goon and head crook at Coral Ridge Ministries, realizes that nothing fails quite like prayer and opts for modern medicine.

2006 Ford Fusion: Aux Jack for MP3 Players

Tuesday, January 23rd, 2007

If you’re like me, while you find the six-disc MP3 capability of your 2006 Ford Fusion a nice feature, you’d really rather have some sort of aux jack for plugging in an MP3 player, a laptop, a guitar pedal, an old cassette deck powered by the cigarette lighter, or whatever. Probably the MP3 player (although in my Mazda, I did use a cassette adapter with my laptop to listen to audiobooks).

Well, look no further: instructions for installing an adapter in your 2006 model Fusion.

You people with the 2007, feelin’ all fancy with your built-in jack, take that. Although I do envy your all-wheel drive, and I doubt adding that will be as straightforward…

Rocky Mountain Blogger Bash 6.0

Monday, January 22nd, 2007

The first of our annual parties for 2007 is just around the corner!

Mark your calendars for February 16, for – on that glorious eve – many a-blogger shall gather together to solve the world’s problems, dream the impossible dream, and mooch free shots off of the blogger formerly known as Zombyboy.

For details, as we decide upon them, which seems to be taking quite some time, clicky clicky here here.

Top 100 Random Songs of All Time: #64 – 66

Monday, January 22nd, 2007

(Updated Monday 1/22 – crikey, two months since last time!)

No haughty “hey, look at how cool I am” top 100 song lists on this blog, no sir!

Instead, I am giving you the top 100 random songs of all time. Every song is carefully selected by yours truly Apple iTunes based on merit and meaning whatever randomizing function iTunes uses to generate the Party Shuffle out of my MP3 library.

So, here we go – the current MP3 file, for better or worse, will remain available until, well, sometime:

#64: “Spiderman” – Moxy Fruvous

#65: “Botch-a-me” – Rosemary Clooney

#66: “Madonna of the Wasps” – Robyn Hitchcock n’ the Egyptians

(rest of the songs listed below the fold)
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Religion Makes for Strange Bedfellows

Saturday, January 20th, 2007

Eric at Classical Values has a lengthy post on the idiocy of rightwing mouthpiece Dinesh D’Souza. It’s a good read.

Of course, I’ve known that Mr. D’Souza – while well-educated – isn’t much of a thinker, at least since 2003.

How Could Sylvia Browne Be So Wrong?

Saturday, January 20th, 2007

Duh. Because psychics are not real.

Montel Williams’ psychic pal Sylvia Browne told the family of missing Shawn Hornbeck he was dead shortly after the Missouri boy vanished – and later allegedly offered to help locate his body for $700 per half hour.

She also advised that his body could be found in a wooded area 20 miles from their Richwoods, Mo., home, near two large jagged boulders.

Shawn, now 15, was found alive and well last Friday, living just miles away with a man now charged with snatching the boy when he was 11.

Sadly, though, gullible people and emotionally vulnerable people are very real.

As are shucksters like Sylvia Browne.

Do You Think She’d Consider My Backyard?

Saturday, January 20th, 2007

Dear Ms. Barrymore,

I’m part Irish, you know.

Drew Barrymore hasn’t totally left her wild child days behind her – she still likes to run naked in Irish wheat fields.

“I’ll drive in Ireland and park my car and run out into the field and rip all my clothes off and just run in the wheat fields naked…” she tells this Sunday’s PARADE magazine.

Why can’t everyone feel this free?

Or, uh, at least all the hot women?

I’d even settle for it just being Leeann Tweeden and Scarlet Johanssen. And a big tub of Jell-o. In my backyard.

And I’d charge admission.

Awwwww, yeaaahhhh.