Good Knight

Bono got knighted!


Not bad for a guy who spent the 1990s jumping out of a 40-foot lemon!

Profound Thoughts from Spam

In my spam email folder this morning I noticed one with this subject line:

As scarce as truth is, the supply has always outweighed the demand.

Kind of a profound thought for a spam message. Of course, the point of the spam was to sell me a seven-hour erection for pleasure my woman longtime... so I guess the whole thing was more like seeing the Virgin Mary in a piece of toast.

I don't do Marvel, part 2

From the Boston Globe, on the recent demise of Marvel's Captain America:

When Superman died in 1993, it was at the hands of a massive, spiky supervillain named Doomsday, and only after a cataclysmic battle that demolished whole sections of Metropolis.

When Captain America met his apparent end this week, it was at the hands of a sniper who left the venerable superhero ingloriously sprawled on the steps of a courthouse.

Quite a difference -- and one that illustrates a downsizing of the idea of the superhero and a broader change in the world of comic books.

No, all it illustrates is how much Marvel sucks if their main hero can get taken down by one puny bullet! Recall the scene in Superman Returns where Clark takes the same bullet directly to the eyeball and doesn't even blink! Booooyaaaahhhh!!

(Sorry, had myself a fanboy moment there.)

It's Meat, Not Cars

In 2006, the United Nations said that raising animals for food generates more greenhouse gases than all the cars and trucks in the world combined.

It would be better for the planet to stop eating meat than it would be to buy a hybrid car.

Senior U.N. Food and Agriculture Organization official Henning Steinfeld reported that the meat industry is “one of the most significant contributors to today’s most serious environmental problems.”

Also reported on the Huffington Post, in this article titled Vegetarian is the New Prius.

Last Day

Today is the last day of my first "real job." This was the best first job I think anyone could ask for. I made a lot of friends and genuinely liked working here.

My new job begins on Tuesday. For the first time in my life, I will be a commuter. Driving to the commuter rail, riding into Boston, working a 9-hour day, and trekking home with the crowds at 5:30. A totally new experience.

I'm sad to leave but I'm excited to start. My anxiety about the new job has worn off. Now all I'm worrying about is leaving myself enough time to get to the train in the morning.

Bye, CIO and CSO!

300

Ben, you said you enjoyed "300"?

Boston.com had a well-written review of the m0vie. The review was fun to read, but the reviewer said the movie was crap inbetween action sequences, which are the only good part.

Here is one of the best lines from the write-up, followed by a few lines that confused me. Does it mean "300" was homoerotic the way Troy was?

It's a testament to the inherent cinematic depth of Miller's graphic novels that the movies based on them are so vicariously dull. "Sin City" was like watching your buddy get a lap dance. "300" is often like watching that buddy play a video game.

"300" is about a bunch of hot white metrosexuals -- those pecs, those abs, that hair -- against a million freaky nonwhite club kids. In other words, the gays. King Xerxes's hangout is full hookah-puffers, derelicts, and girls making it with girls (let's call them lesbians). According to this outrageously flagrant movie, the Spartans didn't just die for Glory, Duty, and Destiny. They died to keep the Hot Gates from turning into another gay disco.

Mike is dragging me to see it tonight. I'll let you know what I think.