07.

Happy new year, everyone. My family and I rang in 2007 in the baggage claim at Norfolk airport, after an exhausting 42-hour New Year’s Eve that took us from Turangi to Auckland to LA to Dallas to the EST. So, yes, after much travel, I’m now back in the USA, and will be returning to Gotham in a matter of days (after springing Berk from the local Big House on the 2nd.) Until then, I hope to be catching up on at least some of the recent movies I’ve missed while overseas…which reminds me, due to the recent travels, I’ve given myself an extra week to post the usual end-of-year film list…so, sorry for the hold-up, y’all, and happy 2007 once again.

Christmas in Dunedin.


Hello again, and a belated Merry Christmas to you and yours. We’ve spent the past few days hiking the lovely and scenic Milford Track, followed by Christmas in Dunedin (no, not Dunedain, although I kept thinking it too) and then a drive back up the South Island through Christchurch to Blenheim (our current location.) Tomorrow, we head back to the North Island for our last extended stop, along the shores of Lake Taupo, for a few more days rest and relaxation. I expect trout fishing, and I’m thinking I might try the Zorbing

Frazzled | Stupid Halloween Tricks.

Hey…you ever had one of those weeks? You ever had one of those fortnights? You ever…well, you get the picture. Suffice to say, it’s been kinda rough around these parts of late, and, so, obviously, the blog’s been suffering. Sorry about that, y’all. At any rate, in happier news, a side project that I’ve been working on for several months to pay the bills — and that’s been all-consuming for the past couple of weeks — is nearing its end, and should be off the table in very short order. And, it’s Halloween, so that’s good.

By the way, one word of advice for the holiday: If you perchance decide to throw together a last-minute Shaun of the Dead outfit for a costume party, and the cheap-o vial of glycerine-based fake blood gel you bought at Ricky’s says heat first in the microwave, do not actually heat the vial in the microwave, as it will explode almost immediately. And, whatever you do thereafter, absolutely, positively do not remove said bubbling gel from the microwave, as it will now be a cheap-o vial of super-sticky, burning hot napalm, and you will sear the &$@% out of your hands. (On the bright side, when I spent the night cannibalizing the bar for ice, random folks were like “Hey, Shaun of the Dead! And you’re putting ice on your wounds! That’s so perfect!’ Also, typing with blisters on your fingertips is a strange and actually not altogether unpleasant feeling, sorta like having a laptop mouse button grafted under your skin.)

The Rockets’ Red Glare.

A belated happy 230th Independence Day to you and yours, and here’s hoping the recent spate of scary news (North Korean missiles, incipent war in Gaza) didn’t detract too much from the festivities in your parts. (Also, with regards to more joyous fourth of july rocket launches, congrats to the crew of Discovery STS-121 on a successful return to space yesterday.)

Pas de vingt-sept. / Yuri + 45.

A very happy belated birthday to my sister Gillian, who turned 27 yesterday. (We celebrated on Monday, but, as y’all might know, I haven’t posted here since then.) Update: Also, a very happy Yuri’s Night to you and yours — tonight is the 45th anniversary of cosmonaut Yuri Gagarin’s first-ever trip into space, as well as the 25th anniversary of the first space shuttle mission. (By way of Blivet.)

Fools of a Took.

Happy April Fool’s Day, y’all. Since I’m feeling lazy, I guess I’ll recycle Toast in the Machine for the sixth year in a row. But funnier, fresher stuff can be found elsewhere: Google gets into online dating, Bradlands goes Madlands, Fluxblog self-promotes, and the Museum of Hoaxes offers the Top 100 April Fool’s Day Hoaxes of all Time. Update: Wikipedia has a list of the day’s hoaxes. (Via FmH.)

Kiss Me, I’m IrVsh.

May you have warm words on a cold evening, a full moon on a dark night, and a road downhill all the way to home.

A very happy St. PaVtrick’s Day to you and yours. I expect my own holiday will involve some permutation of NCAA basketball, slightly too much Guinness, and a vicinal viewing of Vendetta (which is getting mixed reviews thus far — Still, as far as Alan Moore adaptations go, it has to be better than LXG, and I’d only be moderately disappointed if it’s comparable to the Hughes Brothers’ take on From Hell.) At any rate, have a good one…and be sure to don some green!

President’s Day 2006.

It is important, likewise, that the habits of thinking in a free country should inspire caution in those entrusted with its administration, to confine themselves within their respective constitutional spheres, avoiding in the exercise of the powers of one department to encroach upon another. The spirit of encroachment tends to consolidate the powers of all the departments in one, and thus to create, whatever the form of government, a real despotism…The necessity of reciprocal checks in the exercise of political power, by dividing and distributing it into different depositaries, and constituting each the guardian of the public weal against invasions by the others, has been evinced by experiments ancient and modern; some of them in our country and under our own eyes. To preserve them must be as necessary as to institute them…let there be no change by usurpation; for though this, in one instance, may be the instrument of good, it is the customary weapon by which free governments are destroyed. The precedent must always greatly overbalance in permanent evil any partial or transient benefit, which the use can at any time yield.” — George Washington, Farewell Address, 1796.

Whenever I hear any one arguing for slavery I feel a strong impulse to see it tried on him personally.” — Abraham Lincoln, “Speech to One Hundred Fortieth Indiana Regiment” (March 17, 1865)

Few men have virtue to withstand the highest bidder.” — George Washington

It is said an Eastern monarch once charged his wise men to invent him a sentence to be ever in view, and which should be true and appropriate in all times and situations. They presented him the words: ‘And this, too, shall pass away.’ How much it expresses! How chastening in the hour of pride! How consoling in the depths of affliction!” — Abraham Lincoln, “Address Before the Wisconsin State Agricultural Society, Milwaukee, Wisconsin” (September 30, 1859)