Archive for May, 2010

May 31, 2010

Mike Mitchell: “ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh” [sirmitchell.]



Guillermo del Toro quits as the Hobbit director!

May 31, 2010

An awesome director said enuffzenuff after years of delays. Del Toro directed Pan’s Labyrinth and Hellboy movies, giving all of them an outlandish fantasy feel that would have been perfect for a Hobbit adaptation. His intent was to go with Tolkien’s style over his own, but I had no doubt he could do the job better than any other director out there. Instead we’ll probably get Peter Jackson stepping in (do you see him handing it over to someone else?). That’s alright, I guess, but it’s disappointing.

Now a Minnesotan

May 30, 2010

I’ve been in our new place in Minneapolis for a few days now, but this is the first time things have settled down to the point that I could do anything online. First, we filled a 24-foot Budget truck with mostly records and books and some small amount of furniture and drove. 200 miles into our trip, still in Eastern Washington, the truck’s engine struck its last stroke, ending in a blast of black smoke that left us, luckily, in a small town called Ritzville. I will never rent through Budget again, as the service was horrible and we had to break our contract to get a U-Haul from 90 miles away because we were not “eligible for another truck” from Budget. In the end they did reverse all charges, but we still had to move all of our stuff from one truck to another, then catch up two days’ lost time. We flew through the scenic areas of Montana (almost all of Montana is scenic) at night, then woke up to catch the breathtaking flatness of North Dakota by day. We stopped in Fargo, where I found the American Dream alive and well KMart and Happy Joe’s Pizza. I felt like an ass for not liking guns as much as  billboards said I should. I felt like an ass for not liking guns as much as billboards said kids should. I felt small next to the people, and I enjoyed how nice they were. In short, I’ve always wanted to go to Fargo and I was not disappointed.

And we made it. I am now Minnesotan, or something. Yesterday we bought two 1965 Raleigh/Robin Hood bikes, which will come in handy now that I live in a more residential area than Capitol Hill, Seattle. We bought our first couch. We also bought our first television and our first Blue Ray player–before, the only tv’s I’d cared to have were hand-me-downs or one I “won” in a work raffle. Toying with the idea of hooking it up to get actual channels… that’d be a change of pace I’m not sure I’m ready for.

All of this is to say that I have not been catching up on blogs, or the news, lately.

This morning I read an article about a post-Infinite Jest David Foster Wallace interview that was never published, but is now coming out in book form. It’s an interesting look at how writers like to have themselves perceived, and how they interact with other writers. Wallace talks about a television addiction to which I think we all succumb:

Talking about his novel, Wallace accepts the criticism that it’s difficult, but he considers difficulty valuable, an integral component of contemporary fiction. “If the writer does his job right, what he basically does is remind the reader of how smart the reader is,” he says. Wallace contrasts literature with the electronic media, especially television, an amusement that is his own personal weakness, an actual addiction. “One of the insidious lessons about TV is the meta-lesson that you’re dumb. This is all you can do. This is easy, and you’re the sort of person who really just wants to sit in a chair and have it easy.” He takes this idea to the outer limits in “Infinite Jest,” a novel in which terrorists seek to acquire a peculiar weapon of mass destruction: an underground film with the capacity to mesmerize and kill its viewers.

I hope to never sit in my (new) chair and just have it easy, even if I did just buy a massive television. Can’t wait to play Atari and Mega Man 2 on a gigantic scale though.

Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps reviews

May 14, 2010

Moving to Minneapolis

May 14, 2010

Posts have been sparse as I have been packing for a move to Minneapolis.

I’ll miss Seattle and my crazy CapHill neighborhood, but it’s been a drag being far from family. At least now I can be a few hours from the parents and can finally use my PTO for vacations rather than trips home. If we hate it, we told ourselves we can always move back out here.

It’s a little scary quitting my job to become unemployed, too. I’d been telling friends I’ll be the only JD/MBA dog walker in the Twin Cities, then one responded, “Don’t bet on  it.” Sobering. But my wife’s got a job there so we’ll make do. Anyone hiring?

In the meantime, we’ll be driving through Yellowstone, which is a big deal for a natureboy like me.

Real Good Moments in Journalism

May 5, 2010

Late Links:  If I had a nickel for every time I rented a gay escort to help me with post-surgery luggage-lifting I’d be homophobic Family Research Council co-founder George Rekers.    NSFW: Florida State Senator Mike Bennett caught on camera looking at porn on Senate floor.    Cleavage Tuesday: Christina Hendricks, Bar Refaeli, Rachel Bilson,   Pretty In Print: Bar Refaeli And Miranda Kerr in V; Madonna in Interview; Helena Mattsson in Maxim; Eva Wyrwal in Nuts.   Heather Morris is gleefully nude.   Helena Christensen is Reebokingly naked.    Get To Know A Hottie: Candice Cardinele.    International Beauty of the Day: Anna Sedokova.   BrewDog Tactical Nuclear Penguin 32% Beer: The Epic Unboxing. (via.)    Celebuzz: The 2010 Met Costume Institute Gala Is Celeb Glamapalooza.    Frisky: 14 Celeb Studs’ Steamy Shower Scenes.    Late List: 40 Cougars Who Age Like Wine.  [image: failblog.]

Some graduating senior fun at the ol’ college newspaper. That degree will adequately prepare you for your new career in retail.

Also, it’s real… here are the links:

The N, The P, The E, The SThe I.

A first?: Twitter-wide book club

May 4, 2010

Is this a Twitter first? Perhaps it’ll be the first time it goes widespread. Anyway, the first book is Neil Gaiman’s American Gods, on Twitter at @1B1T2010. It sounds like Gaiman’s on board, and unlike a normal book club, he’ll be able (and willing) to weigh in from time to time. From the Guardian UK:

“The aim with One Book, One Twitter is – like the one city, one book programme which inspired it – to get a zillion people all reading and talking about a single book. It is not, for instance, an attempt to gather a more selective crew of book lovers to read a series of books and meet at established times to discuss,” explained Howe at “Usually such ‘Big Read’ programs are organised around geography. Seattle started the trend for collective reading in 1998 when zillions of Seattlites all read Russell Banks’s book, Sweet Hereafter. Chicago followed suit with To Kill a Mockingbird a few years later. This Big Read is organised around Twitter, and says to hell with physical limitations.”

Gaiman, whose novel follows the story of ex-convict Shadow, released from prison and embarking on a bizarre journey across America with the mysterious Mr Wednesday, who claims to be a former god, said he thought One Book, One Twitter was “a great idea – a sort of worldwide book club”.

He was, however, slightly concerned about the choice of American Gods, describing himself as “half-pleased and half-not”, because it’s “such a divisive book”.

Thanks KnitMITTON Seven massive historic typos

May 4, 2010

Interesting stuff. This one was my favorite:

#3. Bullshit Word Added to the English Language

Because English is a bit of an all-sorts language, you’ll find that it includes words from all sorts of crazy places (such as the now-treasured f-word). However, every now and then you will come across a word in the English dictionary whose etymology is not Greek or Latin, but freaking Typo. “Dord”, introduced to the world in 1931, is one of those words.

dord, n. [Typo.] Example: “Dord!”

The Typo:

This delightful word first surfaced in the Webster’s Third New International Dictionary as a noun in physics and chemistry meaning density. Since then, “dord” enjoyed a happy run throughout the cheerful years known as the 1930s until some editor noticed on February 28, 1939 (yes, we know the exact date) that the word lacked etymology (i.e. a back-story).


After an extensive investigation by whom we can only assume were the Grammar Police, it was revealed that “dord” was originally submitted on July 31, 1931 by Austin M. Patterson, Webster’s chemistry editor (yes, we know all this information as well), to read “D or d,” an abbreviated form of density. But if the letters are squeezed a little too close together…

The Result:

For those of you keeping score, you may be surprised by the vast amount of information we have surrounding this typo right down to the day, month and year. How do we know all this? Simple: Do not screw with the Grammar Police, particularly the English ones.

Grammar Police. Coming soon from the makers of Snatch and Masterpiece Theater.

As for the pronunciation, they clearly pulled that out of their ass.