Monday, February 27, 2006

it's the little things

I went to the New York Comic con yesterday and I will probably write about that when I have more time (I'm at work in Manhattan at the moment).

This is just a brief admonishment to those of you out there who aren't reading Questionable Content. It's quite possibly the best web comic (save Cat and Girl - though that's a different sort of web comic) out there. The newest storyline, well specifically Friday's and Today's strips just made me very happy. It's a tiny thing, but the good warm fuzzies are hard to come by so I cherish them when they do.

To really get the full impact of the story you should go back through the archive and read from the beginning. Sure it's about three hundred something odd strips but it's totally worth it (EDIT, Tuesday 12:22pm - so I checked and it's actually 544 strips, which doesn't negate anything I've already written and I'm totally standing by this post). It's an hour of your day (depending on how fast you read and how fast your internet connection is) and I know most of you spend your days in front of your computer. Why not spend it reading something fun instead of all that porn I know you're all hooked on.

(no I'm not saying porn isn't fun, just that sometimes mental stimulation is just as fun as physical. Yes I've been single for about two years now, why do you ask?)

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Momentary bliss

The bad news: The Stars concert I was planning on going too (on Rawbean's recommendation) is sold out, thus I shall not be attending.

The worse news: I am scheduled to be the opener at Starbucks tomorrow and Sunday, which means I get to wake up at the devil hour known as Five AM. The last time I was up at Five AM was due to the fact I hadn't gone to sleep yet the night before.

Changing the subject dramatically, I ride the LIRR four times a week. Twice to Manhattan and twice back. While I generally sleep during the morning ride, because even eight o'clock is too early for me, I am awake during the ride home - not because I'm not tired; rather I don't want to miss my stop, sleeping my way towards Long Island (and yes, this has happened, but I prefer not talking about it).

The ride is generally bumpy, loud, and bright. It's bumpy as most public rail systems are in some way bumpy (what the reason is I have no idea, I am not the engineer I make myself out to be). It's loud because the air conditioning units that circulate air in the cars are loud, letting you know how hard they are working to afford you "clean" air to breath. Not only is the free flowing air loud, but the motor that circulates said air grumbles something akin to a troll. And of course there are the florescent lights that keep the cars safe and full of horrid florescent light. Though the majority of all my rides home the train is filled with this, what I've deemed, "Florescent noise" (not the cleverest of names, but it suits the atmosphere nicely) every so often there are gaps; perhaps in the electric currents, perhaps in the circuitry, perhaps somewhere else entirely. All I know is during these gaps, when the lights suddenly go off, and the numbing drone of the recycled air dissipates, the train sails along near silently, the beats of our hearts pumping in rhythm with the soft palpitations of the wheels on the tracks, and we can see out into through darkness the isle of Manhattan growing distant and (what I think is, though am not sure) the Queensborough Bridge lit up off across the water.

For those few moments, before the electricity kicks back in, with Manhattan shrinking behind me, and Queens slowly expanding before my eyes, in the dark, the city actually looks peaceful and calm.

Then the lights come back and the air pumps loudly through the car, and I am reminded that New York city is by far and large a bright and noisy place.

But for those few seconds as the train treks on in quiet, I almost think that all is right with the world.


Friday, February 17, 2006

Things that shouldn't be funny but are anyway

My list of ten in no particular order:

1. The planet Uranus

2. Syphilis of the eye

3. An elderly man being shot in the face by the Vice-President

4. William Shatner's music (save his most recent album I guess)

5. Falling out of bed

6. Unrequited love

7. Erectile Dysfunction

8. Crackwhores

9. Performance artists

10. Any injury involving a bowling ball, a waffle iron, and untied shoelaces.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Valentines day not just for Werewolves anymore

Just remember, if someone offers you a VD gift, make sure they mean Valentines Day, otherwise you're in a world of trouble.

Sunday, February 12, 2006

stuck in Funke

Arrested Development is over. Done. Kaput. Finito. And so forth.

For those of you who watched what was one of the smartest and funniest show on TV, a moment of silence.

For those of you who didn't watch it, what's wrong with you people?

Since I'm basically snowed in (the weatherman predicted 10-16 inches, and as it's been coming down since yesterday, we are well on our way) I shall console myself with the previous two seasons I have on DVD and the third season I still have on the DVR. I'll probably follow that with a chaser of Scrubs Season 2 also owned on DVD. Scrubs by the way, another hilarious show that will probably be cancelled at the end of this season.

I know it's only television, and no my life doesn't revolve around it, but still... What kind of backwards country do I live in that funny shows like those are being cancelled, but Freddie Prince Junior's show keeps on going?

Don't mind me though, I was up late, and was woken up with a call letting me know work might be cancelled due to snow. That's a positive "Yay! I don't have to work today!" And a negative "Ahh! I need that money to pay off loans and to buy stuff." Still waiting for a call back with the final info.

Uhh... carry on then.

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Why Europeans are Stupid

I don't know if you've been following the news but apparently, last September a Dutch Newspaper printed a series of twelve political cartoons satirizing the prophet Mohamed and the nations of Islam (by which I mean the real Muslims, not the American organization that gave Malcolm X the boot). The cartoons show Mohammed in various poses, the one that the New York Times keeps referencing is of Mohamed with a bomb shaped turban about to go off. It is against Islamic religious law to create an image of their holy prophet Mohammed. Muslims world-wide (at least Muslims in the Middle East) are up in arms, demanding, well demanding something anyway. They always are demanding something. Just once I would like to see them in ask politely in some sort of calm diplomatic context. That being said, this is not a diatribe against various Islamic countries.

Since the Newspaper doesn't follow an Islamic doctrine they shouldn't be penalized for drawing an image of the Prophet. That being said, what the fuck did they think would happen by publishing demeaning images of a important religious icon? It's like publishing an image of a bunch of crooked nose Jews counting their money while drinking christian or muslim blood, or those really bad Japanese caricatures that were so prevalent in the US around World War Two. People will get very angry. I know all that blood libel crap gets my blood boiling.

According to the New York Times (Sunday, February 5, 2006 page A10) the Danish paper (Jyllands-Posten) claimed it had asked cartoonists to draw the pictures because the media was practicing self-censorship when it came to Muslim issues. Now this is a load of grade A bullshit. The difficulty to assimilate and be accepted in European culture (there was just a big write up about this about Muslims and other ethnic immigrants to Sweden and the racism they face in many aspects of Swedish culture in the most recent New York Times Magazine), or perhaps an article about the strife between the secularists and the religious Muslims in Muslim countries, or even the various political conditions that led the Palestinians to vote to power a terrorist organization; those are Muslim issues. Publishing racist cartoons of the prophet Mohammed is not a Muslim issue, it is a perception of the "Muslim issue", which is nothing other than inherent racism in occidental culture, and says much more about the publication and perhaps Denmark than it does about Islam.

Denmark, like most free countries believe in the Freedom of the Press. I believe firmly in this freedom. The Jylands-Posten should have and has the right to publish anything they desire, and I support their right to do so, even if they are publishing garbage. That being said, just because you can print something doesn't necessarily mean you have to print that thing. We pick and choose all the time what we feel is worth while to print or write about. If all the images do is create hate and animosity (and maybe reinforce ethnic stereotypes) what is their worth for publication? Freedom of the press is not a mandate to the press, you needn't publish everything that comes across your desk. Choosing such obvious inflamitory images reflects poorly on the publication itself, and as I understand it, newspapers live and die based on their reputation.

When you boil everything down, this would be a non-story; in September a single newspaper printed something stupid, it happens all the time (Fox News ring a bell to you Americans out there?). The fact that due to the controversy other Newspapers around Europe picked up the cartoons and ran them in their newspapers in some sort of feeble minded attempt at solidarity. As if having the right to publish also gives you the right not to have people get angry at what you publish. Again, just because something can be published does not mean it should be published. And if what was published was crude and racist it might be smarter not to publish it. This is a very much "What the Fuck?" moment. What the fuck where they thinking? It's February, September was five months ago. FIVE FUCKING MONTHS AGO. Only now are the riots starting. If the rest of fucking Europe wasn't so goddamn uppity and would let a really stupid decision fade into the background, there wouldn't have been a riot in Lebanon and Syria, and who knows where else, in front of the various Danish Embassies.

Freedom of the Press only means that you can publish what you will, it does not mean you can be exempt from the consequences. (And cheers to England, because I'm pretty sure they haven't run the cartoons in questions).

The Arab nations are not blameless, and I don't mean to intimate that they are. But my rant about the Arab nations is, well, it's a completely different sort of rant. I find they don't really have a leg to stand on as in Syria, Egypt, and others, they have a television adaptation of the Protocols of the Elders of Zion, a proven forgery many times over, and quite possibly the most anti-Semitic book ever written which has also done tremendous harm to the Jews over the course of the last century and even still today. There is a word called hypocrisy and another called over reaction and lastly an exacerbated motivation towards violence, but I'll let those lie - for this post anyway.

I'll end with my sincere plea to Europeans, stop being idiots. It's not doing anyone any good, and publishing hate and claiming freedom of the press only makes you guys look like douche bags. As far as foriegn relations go, America has been getting shit for years, and most of it deserved. It's Europe with it's hollier than thou attidute, that really gets my goat. As if they haven't made and are still making the same fucking mistakes we make over here. Publish whatever the hell you please, just don't expect your shit to come out smelling like roses. Next time if you use a little common sense and actually stop being so freaking racist (recent riots in France anyone?) this won't happen in the future, and then you can go back to blame America for all your problems.


Friday, February 03, 2006

How do you spell Alma Matta?

Because you probably don't read Stellito's blog, even though you should, you probably haven't seen this post. Thus, I give you one of the funniest links I've ever seen, a video made by Chocolate Cake City - an Emerson College sketch comedy troupe.

The trailer for Brokeback to the Future.

The reason I mention Emerson College is I graduated with my B.F.A there in 2002.

Enjoy the hilarity. (and yes, I got a hair cut)

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

working my way down

Still not used to waking up early. What is early you ask? Around 7:30 in the AM to get to Starbucks on time. Yes I know, most people in this world actually wake up early (even earlier than me) and such, but I'm still not used to it.

So boo to you, I'm taking a nap.