Blogger's spam-prevention robots have locked the diary because of it's "repetitive nature" and "heavy linking."
Well... I tried to make an entry every day, and I admit they were not the best... but I did manage it every day!
If they let me back in to play with the other kids, once more, I'm probably going to stop the daily postings. And the constant pointing at YouTube. That's probably what set the robots off. Focus on quality, rather than quantity. Less talk, more rock. What have you.
We'll see if this gets posted.
'Night, all.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
Cocktail of the week #15: Screwdriver
The screwdriver: so simple it's a classic.We enjoyed ours, last night, but we also agreed that while we would never turn one of these down we would certainly not seek it out.
It is a hit, nonetheless.
Scoreboard.
Hits: 9
Misses: 10
Sunday, January 13, 2008
If any man have ears to hear, let him hear.
That is from Mark 4:23.
Meet "Supply Side Jesus," created by Al Franken.
Either you will get this, or you won't. No shame, either way.
Bon appetit!
Saturday, January 12, 2008
I've finally seen "Idiocracy"
After being told by many friends and acquaintances over the last few months that I "must see" this movie, Mrs. Wit and I settled in and watched Mike Judge's Idiocracy for the first time.
And the verdict is: I may have to buy this movie. It's just that good. It's more than just good, it's scary. The general population of the future presented in this film is pretty much comprised of the sorts of people mocked intelligence and manners in high school and, well, the White House of today.
See this movie. It shows, in part, my vision of the Dim Age we are now entering.
And the verdict is: I may have to buy this movie. It's just that good. It's more than just good, it's scary. The general population of the future presented in this film is pretty much comprised of the sorts of people mocked intelligence and manners in high school and, well, the White House of today.
See this movie. It shows, in part, my vision of the Dim Age we are now entering.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Doubt comes to a muslim? Stay tuned...
I think My Pakistani BuddyTM is starting to have some doubts, but I'm sure I'm wrong.
Not quite a year ago (or was it longer than that?) he got his own place. I mean, his own place without having to share it with anyone. A home of his own. A group of us at the office put together a care package for him, and I decided to throw in a copy of the Q'ran because I knew he would appreciate it. That, and I intend to read the thing, myself, and thought it would be good for him to have a copy close by for discussion purposes. He was overwhelmed by my gift. Not, as you might think, because of its thoughtfulness, but rather because the copy I gave him was a side-by-side translation in English next to the traditional Arabic.
When I asked him why the English version was such a big deal, he described to me the extent of his "Sunday School" education in Islam, which was pretty typical for the average Pakistani: he did not read the Q'ran in his native Urdu, but rather learned the Arabic for specific passages by rote only!
That's right! He's never read the whole thing! He's never even read part of the thing in a language (by his own admission) he even understands!
Wow! I thought. This is worse than the average Sunday School experience of most Christians! No wonder some Muslims are persuaded to blow up others along with themselves! No wonder some Christians are talked into murder doctors willing to perform abortion procedures! These people are not encouraged to read the texts and interpret for themselves! They are discouraged from following avenues that may lead to critical thinking!
I found myself wondering if My Pakistani BuddyTM would find the Q'ran as discomfiting as I found the Bible to be, when I started reading the whole thing...
Fast forward to today.
He's back from Pakistan, after being too close to the Bhutto assassination event. He's engaged. And he's been a bit quiet, of late. At first I thought he was just shaken up from being next to a major world event and acquiring a fiance in short order... now I'm wondering.
He sent me a link to the following YouTube video. Before going to Pakistan, I am almost positive he would have found this offensive.
Is it possible that between reading the Q'ran and witnessing senseless violence in his birth land, he's starting to have doubts?
I'm having lunch with him, today. I introduced him to massaman curry and he's now a slave to the stuff. Maybe we'll talk about it, then... but I'll let him bring it up, out of politeness.
Time will tell.
Not quite a year ago (or was it longer than that?) he got his own place. I mean, his own place without having to share it with anyone. A home of his own. A group of us at the office put together a care package for him, and I decided to throw in a copy of the Q'ran because I knew he would appreciate it. That, and I intend to read the thing, myself, and thought it would be good for him to have a copy close by for discussion purposes. He was overwhelmed by my gift. Not, as you might think, because of its thoughtfulness, but rather because the copy I gave him was a side-by-side translation in English next to the traditional Arabic.
When I asked him why the English version was such a big deal, he described to me the extent of his "Sunday School" education in Islam, which was pretty typical for the average Pakistani: he did not read the Q'ran in his native Urdu, but rather learned the Arabic for specific passages by rote only!
That's right! He's never read the whole thing! He's never even read part of the thing in a language (by his own admission) he even understands!
Wow! I thought. This is worse than the average Sunday School experience of most Christians! No wonder some Muslims are persuaded to blow up others along with themselves! No wonder some Christians are talked into murder doctors willing to perform abortion procedures! These people are not encouraged to read the texts and interpret for themselves! They are discouraged from following avenues that may lead to critical thinking!
I found myself wondering if My Pakistani BuddyTM would find the Q'ran as discomfiting as I found the Bible to be, when I started reading the whole thing...
Fast forward to today.
He's back from Pakistan, after being too close to the Bhutto assassination event. He's engaged. And he's been a bit quiet, of late. At first I thought he was just shaken up from being next to a major world event and acquiring a fiance in short order... now I'm wondering.
He sent me a link to the following YouTube video. Before going to Pakistan, I am almost positive he would have found this offensive.
Is it possible that between reading the Q'ran and witnessing senseless violence in his birth land, he's starting to have doubts?
I'm having lunch with him, today. I introduced him to massaman curry and he's now a slave to the stuff. Maybe we'll talk about it, then... but I'll let him bring it up, out of politeness.
Time will tell.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
You've gotta love the Japanese
I got a little nostalgic, yesterday, and did a Dogpile video search for Andy Summers' song Love Is The Strangest Way.
Instead of finding the video, I got this really odd Japanese anime potty training video.
I'm trying really hard not to think about how the subject matter of this video relates to the song title.
Instead of finding the video, I got this really odd Japanese anime potty training video.
I'm trying really hard not to think about how the subject matter of this video relates to the song title.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Cocktail of the week #14: Rob Roy
(Note: I'm posting two cocktails of the week this week to make up for being sick last time.)When you get right down to it, this week's cocktail is a waste of scotch.
Okay. Let's not be harsh. It's a waste of good scotch. It may not be a horrific use for bad scotch.
What we're looking at here is essentially a manhattan made with scotch instead of the usual bourbon or (preferably) rye. Minus the cherry and orange peel. Oh... and the bitters are optional.
I'm very fond of manhattans, but I am also fond of scotch. I new of this drink most of my adult life, but I was not prepared to try it.
And I finally did. In fact, I tried it three times. One without bitters, once with Peychaud's bitters, and once with Angostura.
Verdict.
It's a waste of good scotch. If you happen to have bad scotch, it's pretty good with the Angostura bitters... but why would one willingly choose to have bad scotch in their home in the first place?
Scoreboard.
Hits: 8
Misses: 10
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