Clint Eastwood's foxy boxing picture knocks out The Aviator for best picture.

Ray never say it coming.

That is delightfully ridiculous. Thank you to Dr. C for giving me a heads up on this. Outstanding.

"Kiss my Converse!"

Have been blogging a bit too much about death lately. Let's see if we can change that.

A quick rehasing. The last couple of weeks have been about dealing with the flu and its aftermath. That was kinda ass. It's also been about not doing much of anything at work (and still getting paid; fancy that). The benefit of boss vacation, don'tcha know. Of course, my occupational lethargy meant that I stayed much later than I wanted to tonight to finish some work before he comes back tomorrow.

Beyond that, it's been kicking about the house, hooked either to my stereo, a book, or a video game. Have been conducting some music-related investigations, leading to some fascinating internal monologue re: art, the process of creation, and the avant-garde. Thoughts a-brewin', as always, but I'm currently lacking the commitment or coherence (the latter is a semi-permanent state) to really do something with it. I also need to stop letting better writers preclude me from even attempting to articulate thoughts on many of the subjects I'd like to write about. I've not yet found that place inside me that millions of other bloggers have discovered that allows them to go on--usually at great length--about any number of topics, despite a painful lack of expertise or writing skill. I've always contended that the best thing about this blog is its lack of pretense of being about anything more than a clearinghouse for links and the occasional pithy remark. I'd hate to upset that delicate balance by, you know, trying to wax intelligently (inanely) about things that I find interesting. My vanity only goes so far, and my public flexing is my limit.

Goodbye, Reggie.

As a Dolphins fan, Reggie Roby is the only punter that ever mattered. Sad.

Author Hunter S. Thompson kills himself.

A _co-moron_ is anyone who engages in interminable, pointless, tedious discussions with a moron, trying to "educate the moron" / "prove the moron incorrect" / "triumph over the moron", failing to understand the separate but equal futility of each of those goals.

The result of an aggregation of _co-morons_ is a sufficient supply of ego stroking attention for the moron that the moron becomes _embedded in_ the discussion forum, with no reason ever to leave it in peace, and the forum becomes a saturated "troll flood plain" rife with low quality content and with no room left for its intended discussions.

This I found randomly here. God bless the nerds.

Yahoo! News - Va. Bill Sets Fine for Low-Riding Pants

Low Ride!

So, so ridiculous.

Dead.

Ossie Davis (RIP)

Max Schmeling (I knocked him out just last week.)

Are we sure this isn't a true Hot Carl?