I’m pretty sure that if I were in Egypt for whatever reason, I would not want to leave (headlines are reading about countries are relocating or repatriating their citizens). How momentous is the time, and it doesn’t look particularly dangerous. I’d be there reveling in the history of the moment.
There was an article in the paper this weekend about how Mexico has universal health care for its citizens. True, the quality and access to the care varies by state and community and such, but…sheesh. Mexico gives its citizens better access to health care than we do.
What are my reasons for being so excited about regime change in Egypt? I think it’s because I like seeing people so excited about fixing their government that they’ll lay down their lives for it. Kind of a vicarious thrill, since I would love to see major reform in our own country, yet I really cannot imagine that even Egypt/Tunisia-level protests would do anything to change us (viz: anti-Iraq War protests circa 2003).
The worst part of today’s commute was not the cold, which I was dressed for, nor the slipperiness, which wasn’t too bad. It was the pinpoint ice-type snow that was being blown right into my eyes by a freakin’ headwind. My eyes still feel swollen and red. Ugh. Other than that, though, the ride was okay. Multiple inches of snow expected today, so I might take the light rail/bus home. Also, tomorrow’s high is supposed to be like -3, so RTD might have me as a passenger yet again…depends on how icy/snowy/slippery the roads are. Also, HIGH OF NEGATIVE FREAKIN’ THREE DEGREES!
The Mototaxi Junket is a “race” across South America, on highly unsuitable three-wheel mototaxis (a small-engined motorcycle with a couch on the back). Before, there was no route—you just had to get from Peru to Bolivia, I think, any way you could. Now they have different end points. From their notice:
The Spring 2011 edition will launch from the shores of Lake Titicaca in May. The brave teams will take on some of the most dangerous mountain roads in the world through a region they call the Andes, known for a hill or two, followed by the deepest darkest jungle—the Amazon.
Then there’s a good chance of coastal desert japery before heading to the finish line in a region known as the ‘Sanctuary of Death’ in Ayabaca, right up in the north of Peru. Nothing like a last hurrah into some mountains to finish off the adventure after two weeks of getting lost and stuck…
It’s a chaotic bout of almost-impossible adventure crammed into a fortnight, with big parties at either end, the traditional sports match against the locals and test driving before the launch. So you can tell your boss and your Mum you’re off to the seaside for a relaxing beach break then chuck your guide book down the loo and join the fight to make the world less boring in fine Peruvian fashion
Someone on Tumblr wanted a new Tumblr name. “Something that relates to zombies, drugs, and/or sex,” so I suggested “Pharmacephalophagophile" from the Greek pharma- (drug) and cephalo- (brains) and -phago- (eater) and -phile (love). [More or less]
One problem with bicycle commuting is that it plays hell with shoes and clothes. I could never spend money on really nice dress shoes for work, since within months the sides will be worn and stained from the pedal straps, or from rubbing against the pedal crank. Pants, too, will get chain stains, even if you clip them. Pfft.
Last night, coming home along the bike path that runs along the river, there was a coyote hanging out in the narrow park just south of 8th Ave. I’d seen him once before, when he ran across the path in front of me, but this time I pulled to a stop and just hung out watching him. He was curious about me, but not scared, and for about five minutes, we both just hung out by the path. It was pretty cool.
Also, earlier this week, as I was crossing a bridge on the same path, there was a huge, fat raccoon running across the bridge right in front of me.
This is cool. The only wildlife I saw on my old commute, along the Cherry Creek bike path, was pigeons and rats. On the Platte River trail, there’s geese, foxes, raccoons, and coyotes.
I hate when, in magazines/websites/TV shows that show you how to build cool things (“Build this awesome thing for UNDER $20!), they have things like this: “And then you just take your Dremel…” or “And using the perforated metal back of a junk TV we had lying around…” or “Using scrap plywood we got from a building site…”
Okay, but what if you don’t have those special tools? Or a junk TV lying around? Or access to building sites? Or you don’t have the storage (or inclination) to keep random bottles, spools, scraps of wood, pipe, wire, etc. lying around just in case you have the opportunity to build a homemade sous-vide cooker or whatever.
I’m sure the overall point is to be resourceful and creative, but it’s frustrating when you want to build the SUPER-COOL THING FOR UNDER $30!!! and you don’t happen to have the perforated metal back of a junk TV…
An explorer is walking through the jungle when he meets a pygmy standing by a dead elephant.
“Did you kill that elephant?” the explorer asks and the pygmy nods. “Wow! How did you kill it?” he asks. “With a club” answers the pygmy. “Bloody hell!” says the explorer “It must be a big club!” The pygmy replies “I suppose so, there’s about 400 of us.”
Hamlet 2 - This was just about as funny as I remember from seeing it years ago. Steve Coogan is great, the play-within-a-movie is hilarious, and the music is infectious. I would watch this again with the commentary on. Five stars, for being an unknown comedy gem.
Eagle Eye - Um, pretty silly plot. Two stars for lots of action, I guess.
St. Trinian’s (2007) - Okay, this got really bad reviews, and in retrospect, I think they were correct, but still, I enjoyed this movie. I think it had more to do with liking both the original Ronald Searle comics, and the idea of an anarchic British girls’ public school (see also my notes to one of the 1950’s St. Trinian’s films here). The plot was stupid, but the characters were fun, and a good tribute to the original comics (Headmistress: “In other schools girls are sent out quite unprepared into a merciless world, but when our girls leave here, it is the merciless world which has to be prepared.”) Russell Brand was perfect as Flash Harry. There was a lot of stealing from other films (example: “You’re only supposed to blow the bloody doors off” straight from The Italian Job), but it’s not supposed to be original. I give it four stars—as always, for what it is, which in this case is a dopey teen flick. Now I want to find the original Searle comics…
It’s taken a while, but Google has finally caved in to pressure from the entertainment industries including the MPAA and RIAA. The search engine now actively censors terms including BitTorrent, torrent, utorrent, RapidShare and Megaupload from its instant and autocomplete services. The reactions from affected companies and services are not mild, with BitTorrent Inc., RapidShare and Vodo all speaking out against this act of commercial censorship.
I don’t even know how to torrent, but it seems like time to load up the Low Orbit Ion Cannon. (Not that you could do anything to Google, but…oh, hel-LO www.mpaa.org! Let me introduce you to my friend, Anonymous!)
So, I'm pretty sure I'm in love with DJ not-I's work. Do you happen to have any other remix/mash-up artists you would recommend?
I check out www.mashuptown.com every couple weeks; other prolific mashup artists I’ve collected a lot of are Fissunix, Mashup Germany, A+D, DJ Lobsterdust, the Kleptones, BRAT Productions, and Go Home Productions. I think nearly all of them have a web presence with easily-downloadable mashes, but the Mashuptown site is a good clearinghouse/starting point. Enjoy!