Thursday, February 28, 2008

Betty White: She's Still Got It

RIP: William F. Buckley

buckley

1925-2008

Perhaps a little too long?

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Will You Watch Things Online That You Would Never Watch On Television?

See Ann Coulter chew!!

See Katie Couric adjust her scarf!!

See Bill O'Reilly get mad and check out his hair!!

All this and more, today, on the internets.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Have You Cast Your Ballot Yet?!

oscars

I'm putting all my money on No Country For Old Men, but I'll be pleased if Juno wins a few things too.

I can't wait for the memorial section; it's my favorite. Let's play, "I can't believe [insert name] died!"

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Where Will I Buy My Platinum-coated Titanium Nose Hair Clippers Now?!?



Sharper Image Corp., the San Francisco retail chain known for selling expensive gadgets like $200 headphones and $5,000 massage chairs, filed for bankruptcy protection late Tuesday, saying it plans to sell off stores and inventory as it struggles with mounting debt.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Oprah, Uma, Uma, Oprah

Does anyone remember when David Letterman hosted the Oscar awards and went on for (what seemed like) 10 minutes introducing Oprah to Uma and Uma to Oprah ad nauseum? Well, I'm beginning to think it's just a problem with these "O" and "U" names. Take Chris Matthews and company for example. While talking about Barack OBAMA, his graphics department "mistakenly" puts up a picture of OSAMA. I feel for them. Really.

So, to clarify and get these awkward introductions out of the way: Obama, Osama, Osama, Obama. Now shake hands and kiss like men.



Here's the Letterman bit for nostalgia's sake:

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Mortified

If you haven't had a chance to see Mortified, I encourage you to get tickets and go the next time it comes to your town. Never heard of it?! Check out the website.

In the meantime, you can enjoy this bit from Will Seymour. It's like he's speaking for legions of high school gay boys--20 years later.

The Birth of a Nation?

I think it's amazing that in this day and age, we still have new countries being born--well, trying to be born.

From the SF Gate:

Kosovo's parliament declared the disputed territory a nation on Sunday, mounting a historic bid to become an "independent and democratic state" backed by the U.S. and European allies but bitterly contested by Serbia and Russia.

Fireworks lit up the night sky over Kosovo's capital Pristina, where thousands of giddy ethnic Albanians braved subfreezing temperatures to ride on the roofs of their cars, singing patriotic songs and chanting: "KLA! KLA!" the acronym for the now-disbanded rebel Kosovo Liberation Army.

"Kosovo is a republic — an independent, democratic and sovereign state," Kosovo's parliament speaker Jakup Krasniqi said as the chamber burst into applause.

Serbia immediately denounced the declaration as illegal, and Russia also rejected it, demanding an emergency meeting of the U.N. Security Council.

President Bush said the U.S. would work to prevent violence after the declaration and the European Union appealed for calm, mindful of the risk that the declaration could plunge the turbulent Balkans back into instability.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

What Do You Need Time Off For?

It's part of my job to think about things like this, so I was uber-grateful when someone sent this article to me. But, I have a question: If you could custom design your very own personal day, what would it celebrate?

Japanese Firm Offers "Heartache Leave" for Staff

TOKYO (Reuters) - Lovelorn staff at a Japanese marketing company can take paid time off after a bad break-up with a partner, with more "heartache leave" on offer as they get older.

Tokyo-based Hime & Company, which also gives staff paid time off to hit the shops during sales season, says heartache leave allows staff to cry themselves out and return to work refreshed. "Not everyone needs to take maternity leave but with heartbreak, everyone needs time off, just like when you get sick," CEO Miki Hiradate, whose company of six women markets cosmetics and other goods targeted for women, told Reuters by telephone.

Staff aged 24 years or younger can take one day off per year, while those between 25 and 29 can take two days off and those older can take three days off, the company said.

"Women in their 20s can find their next love quickly, but it's tougher for women in their 30s, and their break-ups tend to be more serious," Hiradate said.

Hime & Company staff can also take two mornings off twice a year as "sales shopping leave", so they can race to stores to hunt for bargains.

"Before, women could take half-days off to go to sales, but you'd have to hide your shopping bags in lockers by the train station," Hiradate said.

"But with paid leave, we don't have to feel guilty about bringing our shopping bags to work, and we can enjoy the best part about sales shopping -- talking about our purchases afterwards."

Oh, Jane. Kevin Aviance Would Be So Proud.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

I Like Hot Pockets

No, I'm Not Dead

But, I have been really busy with things at work (it's both bonus time and review time--fun!) and Rand and I manage to fill the weekends with stuff: the walking, the movies, the window shopping, the eating, the teevee watching, and oh the sleeping!!

Not much has happened, though. I saw "No Country For Old Men" and thought it was great. It or "Juno" should get the Oscar. I had a nice meal at 1300 On Fillmore. It's gorgeous and jazzy inside. Rand's fried chicken was yummy, and we had a couple of wines that I really liked. My braised short ribs were good (but not the best I've had, shhhh, don't tell). Yasu ordered a side of fries, too, and they were delicious and salty. Loved them.

Other than that and enjoying the beautiful weather we've been having and NOT playing tennis with my new birthday racket, I've basically just been modelling for glamour shots for my friend Justin (just look to the left). I think I look a little fat. Oh, the humanity. Time for that 1000 calorie a day diet to start. And where's my Alli?

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Why I Don't Get John McCain

I don't understand the support John McCain is garnering. Here, I'm disturbed to say, is one thing about which the conservative Republicans and I agree: John McCain is not to be trusted.

A Poetry Event Sells Out?!

She came, she talked, she conquered -- but not in the expected solemn nature way.

Poet Mary Oliver displayed a sparkling wit and puckish charm before a reverential crowd Monday night for Seattle Arts & Lectures. The appearance by the 71-year-old writer from Massachusetts, arguably the country's most popular poet, had sparked the fastest sell-out in the 20-year history of the hallmark literary series. The response was so feverish that Oliver ticket buyers and sellers moved into the unlikely realm of Craigslist with prices as high as $100 per seat.

Many were drawn to the Oliver event by her approachable verse with its intense focus on the natural world and its quiet delights, but she soon dispensed with any notion that the evening was destined to be some sort of ecumenical worship service of nature or the poet herself. That seemed a possibility when many in the crowd of 2,500 gave Oliver a standing ovation even before she had uttered a word.

But Oliver's self-effacing sense of humor soon punctured such awe, delivered with a Seinfeldian sense of timing.

"I have a little dog and I'm working hard to make him famous," Oliver said.

Knowing murmurs rippled through the crowd.

"And he deserves it," she added, to widespread laughter.

At least three of the more than 20 poems read by Oliver either were addressed to her beloved Percy, or offered wry observations of his top dog behavior. But the poet orchestrated her reading like a maestro, alternating poems of humor with poems showcasing bittersweet truths and honest emotions.

Indeed, the Oliver style of poetry was a compelling mix of concrete observations of her small Provincetown world with knock-out lines, often closing lines, arcing toward the universal. Such phrases as "Earth, our heaven for a while" and "the terrible debris of progress" seemed to hang suspended in the Benaroya Hall space after they had passed the poet's lips.

Oliver -- a diminutive figure dressed in a black turtleneck and slacks -- offered her most affecting work not in verse but in prose. These were remembrances of her relationship with photographer Molly Malone Cook, who died two years ago. Oliver's half-dozen passages recalling her partner from "Our World" were heartfelt, intimate, loving, but avoided the maudlin.

As Oliver recalled, "We were talkers -- about our work, our pasts, our friends, our ideas ordinary and far-fetched. We would often wake before there was light in the sky and make coffee and let our minds rattle our tongues. We would end in exhaustion and elation. Not many nights or early mornings later, we would do the same. It was a 40-year conversation."

Such touching recollections teared up many eyes in Benaroya, even caused a handful of Oliver fans to get up from their seats and step out into the lobby to compose themselves.

But Oliver's ready humor was back in gear during the question-and-answer period that closed the memorable evening. A request for Oliver to name her favorite poet prompted: "Whitman. And Whitman." And a question about Percy's whereabouts led Oliver to share that he is back in Provincetown under the care of a friend and had been playing that day on the beach with a scallop shell.

"He's not saying," Oliver quipped, " 'Is she off somewhere reading poems about me?' "

Oliver, an intensely private person who does not grant interviews, was asked to share "what about you would surprise us." That caused the poet to pause.

"I was pretty sad yesterday," Oliver finally said, "after the football game."

Again, much laughter echoed through Benaroya.

The beloved poet of nature had indeed postponed dinner Sunday night so she could watch the entire Super Bowl game featuring her New England Patriots.

Mary Oliver, in Seattle, was a poet full of surprises.

Source

Monday, February 4, 2008

Friday, February 1, 2008

Jello: Multicultural Before It Was Cool





(thanks to Justin who told me about this)

2.7 Million Gallons And You Can't Spare a Square?!!

About 2.7 million gallons of both raw and treated sewage overflowed from a Marin County treatment facility into San Francisco Bay on Thursday evening after an alert system failed to properly notify workers at the facility, officials said today.

Signs have been posted at many popular San Francisco beaches - including Crissy Field, Baker Beach, Aquatic Park and China Beach - to discourage people from swimming in the water.

This seems like the perfect opportunity to ask:

Poo

Oh well, there go my plans for this weekend. I was going to swim around Alcatraz a couple times while practicing my "Seinfeld" monologue. Alas.