Archive for February, 2007

Maybe It’s Time to Sell the Ford Fusion

Tuesday, February 27th, 2007

When I heard that the new Dodge Neon had added cargo capacity, well, I had no idea.

I wonder what kind of mileage that thing gets.


Your Invisible Best Friend Thinks You Suck Too

Tuesday, February 27th, 2007

I’m sure, like me, you have seen news articles bemoaning the lack of self-esteem among the children of America, and how this lack of confidence in oneself leads to unhealthy habits, poor self-image, and general skinniness and fattywaddyness and such.

I think I know why this has become a problem.

Songs like this.

It’s off one of those children’s music CDs that parents acquire through the years. I have no idea what the name really is; I just call it “The Sad Git Song.”

Fiona isn’t allowed to listen to it on my watch.

Sex Pit Help Me Jesus*

Tuesday, February 27th, 2007

I wonder if this woman is any relation to W.C. Rice:

A woman who paints what she calls messages from God on the roof of her San Mateo house is receiving a reprieve from the city until the City Council has an opportunity to hear her appeal next week.

Estrella Benavides began painting messages on the roof and garage door of her home on Cottage Grove Avenue more than a year ago. The rows of painted words, large and small, provoked some residents to complain to the city.

Perhaps it won’t be long before she, just like W.C. Rice’s “Cross Garden,” is part of Roadside America, singled out as a delightful source of kooky Americana, a wee bit of our country that enables us to laugh at others while feeling that much better about ourselves.

Rest in peace, Reverend Rice, and keep up the nuttiness Ms. Benavides.


Update: My first post about the Cross Garden can be found here.

* Regarding the title, click here.

The Virgin Mary in a Pizza Pan?

Tuesday, February 27th, 2007

More like “Stupid People in Texas:”

Crowds of people have been converging on a small home in Houston, Texas to gaze on what they call a sign from above. They see the image of the Virgin Mary on a pizza pan.

I’d like to think this was a joke, but it appears to be on a reputable Texan television station’s website. I fear the fact that this was reported with any degree of seriousness is demonstrative of just how hopeless our species really is.

Here we are stressing the importance of real science to our people, and they would rather worship at the feet of kitchen equipment*.

It is to weep.

* And, really, if you’re going to worship at the feet of kitchen equipment, at least make it something worthwhile. Who knew some British kitchens came with airbags? No, no, I shall never grow up.

Random Riffs and Rhythms

Tuesday, February 27th, 2007

Every once in a while, I stop by the public library, check out the CD section, and grab a few CDs by artists of whom I have never heard.

Sometimes it’s a complete miss and I end up with absolute crap, which is why it’s nice that I can return them the very next day with nary a penny from my pocket.

Sometimes I find some stuff I like.

So, here’s some stuff I like.

“Blue Lips” – Joseph Arthur

“Knock Me Down Girl” – Slicker

“Queen of Quiet” – Erin McKeown

…and, apropos of nothing, and not from the library but from my very own personal music collection, which I probably shouldn’t admit, but it seems like a fun idea right now:

“Playing with the Boys (Dance Mix)” – Kenny Loggins

I’m sorry.

Note: Before Jody can come around throwing his homophobic* gay comments at me because of the Kenny Loggins song, here’s another picture of Nigella Lawson and some noodles and boobs and stuff.

* See, dude is gay, so the chances of him being homophobic are right up there with Ted Haggard being a homosexual …uh… Republicans keeping the Congress …oh, nevermind.

In the WWR Kitchen

Sunday, February 25th, 2007

It’s been a cooking weekend for me here in the WWR household. No idea why; these moods just come upon me.

I can hear you asking, “So, what did you have?”

I am happy to answer, oh reader!

Saturday’s lunch was a simple cheese toast, using homemade bread (with our swanky Panasonic bread machine) with sharp cheddar and Gruyere cheeses. On the side was a small bowl of tomato soup (using a recipe by Michael Chiarello).

For dinner that night, we had Grilled Steak Over Black Beans With Chimichurri Sauce. It was tasty; my boy Ewan had four helpings – I can’t wait for that diaper. I served it with a Blue Monkey Sonoma County Zinfandel.

Sunday arrived, and so did brunch, consisting of Breakfast Pan Roast with Fried Eggs and Parsley Sauce (essentially another chimchurri sauce – gotta use stuff before it goes off, see).

After eating, I was downstairs watching Nigella Lawson on the Food Network and got inspired to make a mixed-greens salad with a bacon and honey-mustard dressing for lunch. I also got inspired to think of a number of naughty things I’d like to do with Ms. Lawson (supporting evidence: Exhibit A), many of which involved playful spanking and the like, but – since my wife is going to read this – I’ll just say I settled for a delightful fruit salad in this particular fantasy.

Mmmm, melons!

Now, to think on what to make for dinner…

His Heart Did Not Go On

Saturday, February 24th, 2007

James Cameron is asking for trouble:

Brace yourself. James Cameron, the man who brought you ‘The Titanic’ is back with another blockbuster. This time, the ship he’s sinking is Christianity.

In a new documentary, Producer Cameron and his director, Simcha Jacobovici, make the starting claim that Jesus wasn’t resurrected –the cornerstone of Christian faith– and that his burial cave was discovered near Jerusalem. And, get this, Jesus sired a son with Mary Magdelene.

Putting aside the deja Dan Brown feeling this sparks, is it really news that Jesus didn’t rise from the dead?

Colorado Weather

Saturday, February 24th, 2007

It’s bizarre.

This morning, it was very windy at the house, but no snow to be seen.

Right now, it’s clear and sunny and positively delightful, if breezy, outside.

The story some 25 miles away was a little different:

Whiteout driving conditions and ice on the roadway caused a massive pile-up on Interstate 70, near E-470 Saturday morning.

Chief Mark Campagnola of the Sable Altura Fire Rescue says emergency crews responded to a 35-car pile up on the westbound lanes of I-70, Saturday morning.

Drivers tell 9NEWS there was zero visibility and they were driving at what they thought was a reasonable speed at the time of the crash. Some drivers told 9NEWS they were traveling as slow as 15 mph at the time of the pile up.

Drivers say they hit the brakes as soon as they saw the cars piling up in front of them, however it was too late because I-70 was covered in a sheet of ice.

Wacky stuff.

2+2 = Baby Jesus

Friday, February 23rd, 2007

PZ Myers’ politics are oft-wonky (yet, still, we love him, in that manly straight way, of course), but his rationalist rants are a joy to read. For example, this one in regard to teachers in Florida putting holy oil on student desks the night before the big test:

Look, it’s very simple: if you believe that daubing objects with holy bacon drippings and chanting magic words will imbue them with special powers, if you think your imaginary Lord of the Universe will whisper answers to a test in a kid’s ears if his chair has a spot of grease on it, but won’t if it doesn’t, if your job is to teach children and you think one way to give them an understanding of algebra is to beg a ghost to do it for you, you are a disgrace, a confused and deluded kook, and you are screwing up.

I think I need a tissue for this tear in my eye.


Thou Shalt Not Snicker

Friday, February 23rd, 2007

From this article about male circumcision and AIDS:

Adult male circumcision reduces the risk of HIV infection from heterosexual intercourse by up to 60 per cent, three trials suggested…

“This is an extraordinary development,” said Dr. Kevin de Cock, director of the World Health Organization’s AIDS department.

His colleague, Sylvia Le Poon, was unavailable for comment.

Ah, it’s good to be mature.