December 10, 2013
Misty Water-Colored Memories
A blast-from-the-past type thing posted by Patrick who writes:
"I was 10-years old in 1988, so I missed the tour, but I picked this poster up at the Homewood Record Swap in the south suburbs of Chicago sometime in the late 90’s. You graciously signed it for me in 2010. Great poster. Take care, Frank."
December 09, 2013
New Vocabulary Word
December 07, 2013
Know Your Rights, so You Can Better Appreciate the Delicate, Whimpering Sounds They Make as They're Being Trampled
So, is it or is it not illegal to threaten a citizen with violence in order to coerce him into giving up his constitutional rights "voluntarily"? Seems obvious that it should be illegal, but there seems to be disagreement among the lawyers cited here as to whether it actually is. If it's legal to do that, then the Bill of Rights is effectively optional, seems to me, and that can't be right, can it? Or can it? How can something be simultaneously unconstitutional and legal?
December 06, 2013
Photographer Julie Pavlowski Green posted this on facebook, from the Revenge is Sweet photo shoot. I still have that hand.
December 05, 2013
Great Moments in Law Enforcement
Police shoot at, and miss, unarmed man, who is then charged with "assaulting" the bystanders hit by their stray bullets.
December 03, 2013
San Francisco Urban
Unlike the rest of California, which in the early twentieth century saw an influx of people from the South and other parts of the West, San Francisco continued to be settled by people from the Northeast and Northern Midwest, and elements of their dialects (North Midland, Upper Midwestern, Inland Northern) can be found. The Mission dialect, spoken by Irish Catholics in a specific part of the city, is very much like the New York City dialect.My dad grew up in the Irish Catholic Mission, and I noticed a bit of this in his speech and that of his family when I was a kid, but it was mostly in the pronunciation of certain words. And now that I’m trying to list them I realize it was mostly the same sound, the one in “bought” “thought” “dog” “Santa Claus,” etc. Beyond that, I never heard anyone whose overall speech could be mistaken for “New York City dialect.” And it certainly cannot be the case nowadays.
Probably, though, like Wagner’s music, there’s more to a dialect than how it sounds, like vocabulary, turns of phrase, cadence, intonation, that kind of thing. I’d like to know more about these more abstruse similarities, because it’s pretty interesting.
I Dwell in the Tents of Past Humo(u)rists
Penguin Teen asked for "funniest book ever read” on the facebook thing. I answered but realized in writing my list that for the most part everything I like enough to remember is from long, long ago. (I guess I'd include Nick Hornby on the basis of How to Be Good, now that I think of it.) Outside of Mil Millington and Sedaris, who's funny now?
December 02, 2013
Parody or Self-Parody or Both
The New Statesman comes out against “Movember,” one of those things where people grow mustaches to raise awareness of something or other. Turns out it’s racist.
November 25, 2013
Our Own Story by the Rolling Stones as We Told It to Pete Goodman
It's kinky, man. Kinky.
November 15, 2013
November 13, 2013
He learned to walk that spring, and I would stand there at the fence and watch that durn little critter out there in the middle of the furrow, trying his best to keep up with Jackson, until Jackson would stop the plow at the turn row and go back and get him and set him straddle of his neck and take up the plow and go on. In the late summer he could walk pretty good. Jackson made him a little hoe out of a stick and a scrap of shingle, and you could see Jackson chopping in the middle-thigh cotton, but you couldn’t see the boy at all; you could just see the cotton shaking where he was.— William Faulkner, "Tomorrow".
November 06, 2013
Here's how Jason Ingrodi's Dr. Frank guitar is shaping up:
November 03, 2013
Testing out my haunted blog
Here is a link to something important.
So, from what I can tell it was only the previous entry that was haunted. Dominus vobiscum, spooks.
A l'exemple de Saturne, la révolution dévore ses enfants...
EW announces its intention to ask: “what’s the best YA novel of all time?”
The comments already have a decidedly what-is-punk flavor and tempers are fraying. When the list is published on Monday, get ready to see your pet peeves and bête noires embodied in it.
ADDED: as some of you may remember, this blog appears to be haunted. That link doesn't work, and can't be made to work by any skill or strategem I know. The self-same html text (copied and pasted from here, in fact) works just fine on tumblr, but this blog's cgi adds mysterious characters to the url when saving it.
Anyway, the link is:
It's a very, very old version of Movable Type, and I should probably upgrade it. But I'm frankly afraid of what might be unleashed in the process. Some things are better left undisturbed and lived with.
November 01, 2013
My Name is Potato
October 31, 2013
I used to have this massive Hallowe’en playlist of 3000+ (good) songs, but it got eaten in one of those periodic iTunes library corruption episodes.