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A scene from the 1964 film "The Killers".
A scene from the 1964 film "The Killers".
Huh? I sware I was registered...
If you really love me, you'll throw my name into the ring at the Koufax awards. Sure I may not deserve such recognition, but until there's a Roberto Carlos award I'm too ashamed to self-nominate. I'll be making my nominations tomorrow.

A scene from my most frequently recurring dream
Ok. I admit that Joseph Rago is right - "this blog" and "best" are hardly congruable. But you may have noticed the growing archives section on my sidebar and realized I finished importing a year's worth of Typepad archives into Blogger. Some of the formatting on the older posts is a little whack and the comments are forever lost in the Six Apart void. But I've managed to reconstruct my blogging past nonetheless.
Reviewing the past 12 months of material has been interesting. I've certainly fluctuated in style, temperament and thematic focus over the year. The rapture has been a frequent theme (here, here and here). I came close to actually seeing President Bush (I saw his motorcade). I offered a novel solution to the Muslim cartoon protests, learned to despise our Puritan cultural ancestry and most importantly, annoyed non-soccer fans with incessant posting on the World Cup.
Due to embedded video technology this blog doesn't such as much as it should.
Most of all I'd like to thank you my readers who keep coming back for more.
Time magazine's selection of "You" as person of the year is either an egregious lack of imagination, a startling cop-out or a lame attempt to imbue a feeling of importance in the masses. I, being one of the "You" the magazine is referring to, am offended by their paltry decision. Thus, I have found a way to vent my frustration - and "You" can participate too!
Tell me who should be the Time person of the year by making your own cover. Start with this blank template. Then post your re-worked cover in the comments. You can use Image Shack to upload your jpeg for free.
Here are some of my alternate covers.


Get working on your assignment - and be creative!
I listen to NPR regularly in the car. Rarely ever does a program grab me so tightly and pull me into my speaker box. Last night there was once such story. While running errands and traversing in and out of the car I caught parts of This American Life.
The program, titled Shouting Across the Divide, consisted of three stories on Muslim/Christian relations in the United States. You can listen to the program here. It's a free download for about a week, so I'd recommend snatching it now before they charge you $1.
The first story covers this year’s drama over the Danish Mohammed cartoons. Did you know that there’s a statue of Mohammed in the US Supreme Court building? The second part tells the story of a Muslim-American family who was ostracized from their small town community after the events of September 11. This one is by far the most poignant. The third part is my favorite - it details the soul crushing world of advertising and one advertiser’s attempt to market brand AmericaTM to the Muslim world. You can take a guess whether or not his attempt was successful...
The Aristocrats are kicking off the holy feast of Zappadan, which lasts from December 4 to 21. It's a celebration of the life and work of Frank Zappa. My contribution to the celebration is the following clip. Zappa's defense of freedom of speech on CNN's Crossfire in 1986 is a classic.
just imagine if cable networks treated us to debates of this intellectual caliber instead of the dumbed-down partisan shouting matches we witness on Scarborough and Cavuto. This clip from the CBC is 38 years old, but McLuhan's discussions of information overload and abolishing nature are eerily prescient.
Now that I am one whole year older I've been thinking about my place in this world. What is my purpose and where do I start? See, I feel it is my duty to pass on vital information to the community in order to foster a more compassionate and just world.
I wish to direct my first of many messages to America's youth because I believe the children are our future. If you teach them well and let them lead the way they'll turn out to be fine upstanding members of society.
So what is the first battle in my war on people who don't believe the children are our future? My message is this: don't become a blogger.
If you've already succumbed to the evil green fairy of blogtopia then I can offer you no solutions -- I ain't starting a 12-step program -- you and I can share links like lowly smack addicts we are.
But if you are considering a life of blogging and you haven't yet taken the plunge then I urge you to reconsider. I know it sounds cool to have your own site and write about whatever you want -- but it really is a drag sometimes. I can't tell you how many times I've considered flushing these damned opiates down the toilet only to be lured back by the sultry siren song of the blogosphere.
Before you commit yourself to a life of pain and suffering please read this.
I appreciate your time and attention. I promise you'll thank me later.
I have a very short attention span when it comes to art, music, literature, et. al. Call it idea ADD. Lately I've been unable to finish a novel. I have numerous books lying around the house bookmarked about3/5 the way through. It's better I consume my idea meals in smalleasily digestible doses.
After having visited the pirate gear shoppe at 826 Valencia last month, it's more fulfulling browsing through Dave Eggers' collection of short stories. I actually understand the anti-Captain Rick propaganda.
The Vonnegut is just for fun. And I can thank the Serrach for introducing me to Bukowski and his drunken LA exploits.

Arrested Development Season Three is coming soon...buy your copy now!
*in the interest of full disclosure, Fox Studios has offered me a 10% profit on every unit sold from total positive marketing enterprisesTM
She also likes to f*$k all night.
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UPDATE: You Tube has pulled the original video I posted due to "copyright infringement".
Now NBC has posted the video. They want you to go to the source.
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Three cheers for America's baddest gangsta rapper.
hat tip: Stereogum
To G.O.B., a model American (video here).
Let's hope these rumours turn out to be true. If so, I'll be ordering Showtime so I can watch the greatest television series of all time.
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