Monthly Archives: July 2007

I should have asked you guys earlier…

…those of you on Tech­no­rati, I totally for­got that I occa­sion­ally con­tribute to the “Where’s The Fire” fea­ture. You are more than wel­come to check out the posts I’ve put up there and vote for me; they’re a bit self-promoting, but I do sum up my stances on things in those entries. Here’s the link:akarra’s

This Cold/Asthma Attack or Whatever Is Not Going Away

I’m sit­ting in front of the com­puter with a t-shirt on and some sweat­pants and I’m about to break into a cold sweat. I was cold ear­lier this morn­ing — it wasn’t quite chills and shak­ing, but it was annoy­ing.Eyes are clear, phlegm is clear (!), but lungs feel like they’re in a vise. I

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick

I’ve got noth­ing to blog about, so I might as well report that I’m sick. There’s an awful lot of tight­ness in my upper chest and it is dif­fi­cult to speak with any power. There’s occa­sional cough­ing and some rather annoy­ing phlegm.It could be worse, but I’m ticked: Who gets sick dur­ing the sum­mer? This

How Does One Deal With Smart Sounding But Ultimately Thoughtless Comments?

One of the dan­gers of post­ing things depen­dent on prior knowl­edge of a sub­ject — i.e. poetry — is that every moron who thinks he knows some­thing comes out and says stuff that sounds very smart, and when you try to recon­struct their argu­ment you real­ize it’s noth­ing but the insin­u­a­tion that you’re wrong. For

On Werner Herzog’s “Rescue Dawn”

As always, spoil­ers below. For Jason Zola. Couldn’t say it much bet­ter myself, but I’ll try:The open­ing scenes of the movie seem to be archival footage taken from a bomb­ing pilot’s cock­pit. We watch huts explode slowly, almost rhyth­mi­cally, as the plane flies by. At first, one thinks “wow that’s beau­ti­ful,” and the music rein­forces that