Tuesday, May 31, 2011
I am curious no longer. I sincerely hope the show was a misrepresentation of the actual experience, because if it's accurate then the Appalachian Trail is the habitation solely of Trail Nerds, white people sufficiently well-to-do that they don't have to concern themselves with anything but hiking the Appalachian Trail.
Quick symptom of the problem: all of the interviewees had "trail names," sort of like CB radio "handles" only with a distinctly more hippified flair.
So on the off chance that I might ever lose my mind and give this a try, I'll need help picking a trail name. Here are the leading contenders:
1. Bryan Whitehead
2. Frodo Baggins (just in case I decided to give in and play along)
3. Jason Voorhees
4. Watongo (do a search on "Deadbolt Zulu Death Mask" if you want to track down the origin for this one)
Email me your fave (or another suggestion if you've got one)!
In site news, a bout of insomnia this morning gave me the chance to finish the rest of the backlogged site updates. Though my original plan was to include more material than just movie reviews for January and February, the fixes were taking too long. Besides, I expect the world can wait until next February for the (currently incomplete) list of our eight favorite Presidents' Day movies.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
The big technical news today is that I'm in the process of creating a web page with embedded Youtube video. When I come back and read this post later I'm sure I'll think "wow, did I really think that was a big deal?" After all, everybody and their grandma can do this. The trick is that embedding involves copying HTML code from Youtube and pasting it into the code of the page I'm creating (a list of videos that are better than their songs, just for the record). The paste can't be done from the design view in DreamWeaver; you actually have to open up the code itself to plug it in.
Again, this wasn't especially hard. But I'm still new enough to this whole thing that I feel all smart and stuff whenever I learn to do something new.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Or arms. Or legs. And yet they manage to kill people. A mad scientist living near a NORAD base in Canada taps into the Air Force’s nuclear energy in order to generate creatures bred solely by his own powers of concentration. Unlike the Id Beast from Forbidden Planet (the obvious source from which this plot line is “borrowed”), these monsters are nowhere near as scary when they aren’t invisible anymore. If only our scientist friend’s awe-inspiring mental prowess had enabled him to conjure up something other than brains with tiny eye stalks and trailing spinal columns. I added this to my DVD queue because I like movies with nuclear weapons connections and the trivia notes said this was one of the first explicitly gory movies ever made. It disappoints on both counts. Mildly amusing
Friday, May 6, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
When the guy noticed that I was keeping score on my iPad, suddenly we had to have a conversation about computers.
"Do you know why I don't use Facebook?" he asked.
"Because you're concerned about identity theft?" was my actual reply. Right answer, as it turned out.
Other options that would have been much better:
"Because you don't have any friends?
"Because you don't cotton to those new-fangled computemy boxes?
"Because one of the terms of your parole is that you can't use social media sites?
"Tell me if I'm getting close here."
I've made some progress on 8sails updates since last I wrote, but I've gotten snagged on the entry for April 4. It's supposed to include the March movie summary, which means I have to finish uploading all the March reviews first. Working backward has its disadvantages.
On the other hand, less than a week now before classes end and I can get down to serious work on the Survival Guide.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
One thing about the Valerie Plame case that’s always puzzled me is why nobody ever seems to have anything bad to say directly about Robert Novak. Sure, Scooter Libby is the big villain (along with a handful of other folks in the Bush/Cheney White House). But if a liberal pundit had disclosed secret information that ruined the career of a CIA operative and compromised the safety of agents cooperating with her in other countries, the conservative media would be all over the serious ethics concerns raised by such an irresponsible act. And yet for Novak barely even a mention. Oh well. Overall this is a typical Hollywood telling of a reasonably interesting tale. Naomi Watts is pretty. Sean Penn is earnest. The whole thing is preachy. But as a makes-you-mad story, it does the job. Mildly amusing