March 2008 Archives

Today I was on the show for the first time, fifty years after my mother worked on it as an associate producer. Her granddaughter and namesake, who she never met, sat in the green room watching Scooby Doo while I was on. The executive producer for the show was nice enough to let me bring the kids when I couldn't get a sitter and in the end I was delighted to have them with me though I had visions of both of them causing some Seinfeld-like mischief.
Caddyshack comes to life.

Cabage Match

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Pictured above is a moment of excitement in the sport of cole slaw wrestling. Below is a caption from a picture I didn't reprint: 

Referee Wes Westberg (left) keeps an eye on the action as Maggie West, 45, of Tampa and Heather Spears, 24, (right) of Samsula wrestle in cole slaw and oil Wednesday, March 7, 2007. Cole slaw wrestling at Sopotnick's Cabbage Patch in Samsula is one of the high points of Bike Week. Women get into a pit of shredded cabbage mixed with vegetable oil and wrestle. (BARBARA V. PEREZ, ORLANDO SENTINEL / March 7, 2007) 

caption to this photo.

The Mann Act

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All my favorite Tweets turn out to be from Merlin Mann. Here's his latest genius.

I do not believe that Johnny Cash was a nutritionist so this transcription of his song Six Gun Shooter can't possibly be right:

"He's got a thrity six cross his belt boys
Carring a forty four forty carb bean."

He's bean all around this world...

Found here.
"This is not a sectional issue ... nor is it a partisan issue. This is not even a legal or legislative issue alone. ... We are confronted primarily with a moral issue. It is as old as the Scriptures and is as clear as the American Constitution. If an American, because his skin is dark, cannot eat lunch in a restaurant open to the public, if he cannot send his children to the best public schools available, if he cannot vote for the public officials who represent him ... then who among us would be content to have the color of his skin changed? Who among us would then be content with the counsels of patience and delay?"

Can be found here.
"Stern and others see the challenge Obama faces not primarily as racial but in its broadest context. The question is whether a candidate can pass what [Andy] Stern has called the "hang test." That is, can Obama relate easily and empathetically to working-class voters -- or, more simply, can he hang out with them?"

This from today's Dan Balz piece. Since the press was blamed for pushing, embracing or repeating that Bush was the candidate people wanted to have a beer with, is it the press or Andy Stern or "low information" voters who will be blamed for this Obama test?
I like this idea though I pretty much can't even bother to play a C scale 100 times....
When the kids want something we've learned (because we read it in a book) to say "okay, lets put that on the list." This stalls rampant consumerism, teaches the kids patience, the value of the dollar and keeps our little house from filling up with mountains of half eaten impulse foods and checkout counter crap toys that have excessively long battery life and jingles that call out in the middle of the night and that get stuck in places you can‚t easily find them when you don't have your contacts in. It works so well because when the kids are young they don't remember that there is a list so you're never asked to present the list and whatever it was that they wanted so desperately they've forgotten about by the time they get to the parking lot. I'm starting to think that I could use this in my daily life though. I just got off the phone with a source who was going on and on about various abuses, stories he thought I should do and other off-topic ideas and I kept wanting to say "okay we‚ll put that on the list."
Most people figure this out in 4th grade, but I'm not a big fan of listening to my collection through the massive shuffle allowed by iTunes. It delivers songs I've heard for years sideways and lines become new. This morning I never would have thought to listen to Leonard Cohen, and yet this:

"And just when I climbed this whole mountainside, to wash my eyelids in the rain!"
--Leonard Cohen, So Long Marianne