Summer heat
Temps up to 'broil' recently.
Finished the Bigfoot vs. Bones short. I think of everything I've read so far this year, this wins the 'improbability prize' for most unbelievable character reactions to events. I may have read a few things with more outlandish plots (the Japanese WWII torture island in modern times comes to mind) or worse writing, but nothing comes close to the WTF bizarre behavior of some of the characters. This may also take the "vanishing wounds" prize as well, where characters experience horrific injuries, then within 24 hours (or less) are up and running again like nothing happened.
The neighbor was complaining that someone was leaving dirty diapers and empty beer cans heaped in the gutter outside their house on trash day. I was able to prove our innocence because we never leave cans out (recycle for $$$ in CA!) and we're not yet of a decrepitude to require diapers. The logical suspects are the Mexican family with kids a couple houses down, but why they'd dump the stuff in front of someone's house rather than simply sneak it into the trash bin is a mystery.
A jumping spider evidently laid an egg case in my bedroom, and I've been finding teeny-tiny itty-bitty jumping spiders in my room. I don't really have a problem with jumping spiders. Maybe they'll keep noxious bugs out.
I generally don't discuss politics here, but I have made a note over the raucous celebration regarding the 'defense of marriage act' being struck down. I'm happy for my gay friends, but frustrated that so much time and money and effort had to be expended to keep people from getting married. I guess Gore Vidal was onto something when he said in an interview that homosexuals have become the far right's new boogeyman after the demise of communism (although the Godless heathen towelheads are a close second).
I am still following the Michael Jackson death trial, trainwreck that it is. They had a doctor testify that he went 60 days without normal, REM sleep, due to the attending personal physician (and I use the term loosely) anesthetizing him each night. The testifying doctor said the lack of real sleep would've killed him soon even without the drug overdose, since virtually all mammals need REM sleep for the brain to function normally. The doctor who did that to him is already sitting in jail, but since he has no money, the family is trying to get the uber-rich concert promoters to pay up. But MJ did not allow people around him that told him 'no' to anything. I have no doubt if the doctor refused the drugs or tried to get him into treatment, MJ would've gotten rid of him and found someone willing to get him what he wanted. So even if the concert promoters were greedy sleazeballs, the responsibility for his death lies with himself and the doctor, and no one else.
Thinking about going to see World War Z because there's supposedly Muse music in it. Can anyone tell me how much and what songs? (the soundtracks aren't always a reliable indicator as to what's actually used in the movie.)
Finished the Bigfoot vs. Bones short. I think of everything I've read so far this year, this wins the 'improbability prize' for most unbelievable character reactions to events. I may have read a few things with more outlandish plots (the Japanese WWII torture island in modern times comes to mind) or worse writing, but nothing comes close to the WTF bizarre behavior of some of the characters. This may also take the "vanishing wounds" prize as well, where characters experience horrific injuries, then within 24 hours (or less) are up and running again like nothing happened.
The neighbor was complaining that someone was leaving dirty diapers and empty beer cans heaped in the gutter outside their house on trash day. I was able to prove our innocence because we never leave cans out (recycle for $$$ in CA!) and we're not yet of a decrepitude to require diapers. The logical suspects are the Mexican family with kids a couple houses down, but why they'd dump the stuff in front of someone's house rather than simply sneak it into the trash bin is a mystery.
A jumping spider evidently laid an egg case in my bedroom, and I've been finding teeny-tiny itty-bitty jumping spiders in my room. I don't really have a problem with jumping spiders. Maybe they'll keep noxious bugs out.
I generally don't discuss politics here, but I have made a note over the raucous celebration regarding the 'defense of marriage act' being struck down. I'm happy for my gay friends, but frustrated that so much time and money and effort had to be expended to keep people from getting married. I guess Gore Vidal was onto something when he said in an interview that homosexuals have become the far right's new boogeyman after the demise of communism (although the Godless heathen towelheads are a close second).
I am still following the Michael Jackson death trial, trainwreck that it is. They had a doctor testify that he went 60 days without normal, REM sleep, due to the attending personal physician (and I use the term loosely) anesthetizing him each night. The testifying doctor said the lack of real sleep would've killed him soon even without the drug overdose, since virtually all mammals need REM sleep for the brain to function normally. The doctor who did that to him is already sitting in jail, but since he has no money, the family is trying to get the uber-rich concert promoters to pay up. But MJ did not allow people around him that told him 'no' to anything. I have no doubt if the doctor refused the drugs or tried to get him into treatment, MJ would've gotten rid of him and found someone willing to get him what he wanted. So even if the concert promoters were greedy sleazeballs, the responsibility for his death lies with himself and the doctor, and no one else.
Thinking about going to see World War Z because there's supposedly Muse music in it. Can anyone tell me how much and what songs? (the soundtracks aren't always a reliable indicator as to what's actually used in the movie.)