Angelo Kelly ain’t gonna pee pee his bed tonight.
I’m not sure, but I think God may be one of his backup singers. BTW, the entire bizarre Kelly Family idea is pretty hiliarious: American dude decamps to Spain, has a mess of kids, homeschools them all, and takes up busking as a weird, ersatz Von Trapp thing that — because, things are different in Europe — actually takes off.
They were, of course, HUGE in Germany.
Hate Jennifer Lawrence as Katniss? Ursula Le Guin had it worse back when the Sci Fi channel literally whitewashed her entire Earthsea cast.
My Kindle experience last night is an exemplar of how tech done right looks magical. When a vendor is less careful about the details of their implementation, though, you end up with situations like my mother’s; I just spent an hour on the phone with her helping her sysadmin her sewing machine.
Being the travelin’ dude I am, I have abandoned my formerly monogamous book-readin’ ways and typically have at least 2 going at any one time. Usually, it’s a serious-ish tome and a lighter paperback, but not always.
Tonight, I stepped out after a day and a half of work (no kidding) for an errand and some thai, and grabbed my iPad, my phone, and what I thought was one of the books I was reading. When I got to Nidda, I realized it was another book altogether that just happened to be about the same size. It’s a great book, but I was fried and really wanted the lighter fare.
Well, no trouble. I’m also always reading one or two on my Kindle — which astute readers will realize I didn’t take. No worries; my iPad has the Kindle app, so I was able to pick up with some light SF fare. And then, just now at home, I turned on my Kindle and opened the book in question, and it immediately offered to sync up to the latest point read, i.e. the page I’d just finished reading on the iPad at Nidda Thai.
This is some Buck Rogers shit, right here. Making technology do fancy things is one thing; doing it seamlessly in a way that’s useful to people who don’t know how it works is something else again.
it says right here that whisky is your only defense against diseases from SPACE.
The 2011 Name of the Year bracket is simply breathtaking. It’s hard to pick a favorite from such a field, but I think “Atticus Disney” probably earned his #1 seed, and that “Quadrophenia Taylor” may well be underseeded.
Remember: all of these people really have these names. No kidding. Hat tip to Rob. You may also wish to peruse the Names of the Year from past years, which includes the 2003 king, Houston attorney Jew Don Boney.
Paul Baran died late last month. You don’t know the name, but his work informs your daily life in countless ways; Baran was a pioneer in networking, and his work on ARPANET paved the way for the public Internet by which you reach Heathen, among other wonders.
In 1971, when working on ARPANET, he and his group published a list of ways the nacent network might inform our daily lives in the future. All 30 are part of our daily lives today.
On this day in 1975, two nerdy dudes founded a company that’s done wonders for the length, creativity, and pervasiveness of cursing in the workplace.
I’m pretty sure I didn’t start on MSFT related invective until at least 12 or 13 years later, but I’ve more than maceio for lost time since then.
According to Clarence Thomas and his equally reprehensible buddy Scalia, a man deliberately railroaded to death row is not entitled to any compensation after all, and never mind what any other court said.
I’m oversimplifying a little, but click through: it really is that simple. The DA’s office hid evidence in older to frame this guy, and nobody will go to jail or be held liable at all. Oops! Sorry we fucked your life!
Prosecutorial immunity has GOT to stop.
There was a time in web development when it was common to need a spacer or placeholder image of a given size. It’s a shame, then, that the use of PlaceKitten is not more widespread:
A quick and simple service for getting pictures of kittens for use as placeholders in your designs or code. Just put your image size (width & height) after our URL and you’ll get a placeholder.
Like this: http://placekitten.com/300/250, which produces a kitten 300 pixels wide by 250 pixels high:
Enjoy.
Alison Cook Explains, over at 29-95.
When I was a kid, I was never a Big Wheel fan. What I wanted was a Green Machine.
Well, now they make on for grown-ups.
Were you, gentle Heathen, aware of the following upcoming films?
and
We await Blu-Ray editions, whereupon we’ll host screenings.
Comment spam has become a real problem, so we’ve enabled more aggressive auto-filtering. If you think your comment was marked as spam erroneously, email me.
If you want to avoid the spam-detection stuff altogether, comment here using a registered identity from TypePad, OpenID, Google, Yahoo, AIM, or WordPress.com.
It is likely that we’ll go to authenticated-only for comments in the near future. Sorry, but Heathen’s notched 156,000 spam comments in the last two weeks alone, no word of it a lie.
Writing a manifesto, but having trouble getting started? Don’t worry; there’s a Manifesto Manifesto to help you along. Kumquat!
BoingBoing has a great montage of classic video game deaths that you should watch.
The Blackberry maker has been playing catch-up since the introduction of the iPhone, and is now getting it from two sides in smartphones (with the addition of Android) while somehow thinking its new tablet will compete with Apple.
Jean-Louis Gasee has some thoughts that are probably much more right than wrong, and the situation boils down to this: The Blackberry ruled an era where it had no real competition, and where an app ecosystem was at best an afterthought because it shipped with every tool you were ever going to use.
We’re not in the world anymore, and RIM doesn’t know how to deal with that.
Radley Balko found a video of the Oak Ridge Boys performing a cover of 7 Nation Army.
The Bronx Zoo has lost track of a cobra. Don’t worry; they’re pretty sure it’s in the reptile house. Somewhere.
During the 1970s, sometimes Steve Martin would guest-host for Johnny Carson on the Tonight Show.
Burt Reynolds, at nearly the height of his fame, stopped by for a memorable chat about wildness, craziness, and mustaches. Go watch.
This interactive solar system model is freakin’ beautiful.
Turns out, those nudie scanners emit a whole lot more radiation than they said.
Liz Taylor shuffled off this mortal coil today. Here’s a little reminder of her at the height of her power, with her long-term collaborator Mr Burton:
In a bit of odd synchronicity, Mrs Heathen’s birthday delight to me this year is two tickets to see Steppenwolf’s production of this play at the Albee festival in DC.
Maine’s reactionary doofus of a GOP governor has removed a labor mural from the state’s Department of Labor, and removed the labor-leader names from several conference roomes because “the mural and the conference room names are not in keeping with the department’s pro-business goals.”
At Glow.Mozilla.Org, you can see the Firefox 4 downloads in real time on a world map.
It should come as no surprise to anyone that nobody appears to be downloading it in Madagascar.
And now: Unnecessary Goth Covers.
No such list is complete without the source material, from an era when there actually WERE music videos. I don’t care what you people say about her actual musical contributions to the Sisters; Patricia Morrison is absolutely the best thing about this video.
In the event you think that vid’s overproduced, well, I can only offer this one, from the same band and the same era.
(Amusing note: Morrison is now somebody’s parent, with Damned founder Dave Vanian.)
Fear and Loathing turned 40 yesterday, assuming we start counting from the day Hunter and Oscar took a big red convertible to Vegas to “cover” a motorcycle race.
The story ran in November, 1971, and was a book the next year. Fifteen years later, it became one of the holy text of Miscellaneous Heathenism, and in 2011 here we are.
Basically, if I ask “how much does it cost?” and you can’t tell me in less than a few words, I’m thinking you’re probably trying to fuck me.
Fear of Japan’s nuclear crisis far exceeds actual risks. Seriously.
Nuclear energy is safe. By way of a metric, let’s try a thought experiment: How many deaths can we attribute to the mining, processing, and use of coal for energy, per megawatt-hour? Now, let’s try the same guess for nuclear power.
Here’s something else to review: Randall Munroe of XKCD fame created this comparison chart to help people understand the various dangers of varying levels of radiation exposure. Please, take a moment and review, if you’re at all freaking out about Japan.
Here.
All hail the Uterus Police:
Under a GOP-backed bill expected to sail through the House of Representatives, the Internal Revenue Service would be forced to police how Americans have paid for their abortions. To ensure that taxpayers complied with the law, IRS agents would have to investigate whether certain terminated pregnancies were the result of rape or incest. And one tax expert says that the measure could even lead to questions on tax forms: Have you had an abortion? Did you keep your receipt?
Yeah, the GOP gets more repugnant: Minnesota Republicans to Outlaw Poor People Having Money:
Minnesota’s Republican lawmakers are, as expected, very angry about poor people. Why give those poor people money when we know they’ll just spend it on the hip-hop and fancy sneakers and for crack smokin’. So, the Republicans had an idea: Until any kind of welfare or assistance to the needy is completely outlawed, which will be soon enough, Minnesota should make it illegal for people getting “emergency cash assistance” to have any of the cash assistance in cash.
So, the poorest families and the poorest disabled adults would be unable to take any of this money as cash, even though poor people by design are kept from having bank accounts or a checkbook, which is why they usually pay bills and rent in cash:
St. Paul, MN – Minnesota Republicans are pushing legislation that would make it a crime for people on public assistance to have more $20 in cash in their pockets any given month. This represents a change from their initial proposal, which banned them from having any money at all
Look, I’m all for on-boards that do cool shit, but nobody wants to sysadmin their automobile to keep this kind of thing from happening. #DoNotWant.
I brought you a really fucking huge Kit Kat.
“Conde Nast Launches ‘The New Yorker for Black People’.”
The Onion, of course.
Take a look at this chart.
I’ve been sitting on this list for months, but it deserves to be posted. I’ve only been a Houstonian for 16 years, but I definitely miss #96, the excellent burgers and green chili stew at Cosmos Cafe (#91), #84 (where I saw Sling Blade), the divey awesomeness of #69, and Charlie Watkins’ wine list at Sierra (#64).
Being at least tangentially connected to Rice, I know that #60 is just “tending at a higher bar.” It will always be Transco to me (#94). I hate we lost the Proletariat (#39), and still have no rail on Richmond. I definitely miss the Book Stop (#35). And my feelings about pre-United Continental (#9) are well documented here.
The loss of #8 (the Ale House) is partly soothed by the Stag’s Head, but it lacks the same rambling charm of the old house-turned-pub. Where’s Allen Hill going to leap from a balcony in the new place, I ask you?
The new Cactus is just fine by me, with a nicer staff and a more sustainable business model, so I’m not sure I miss the old store any more.
I don’t miss #100 at all, and the Daily Grind (#59) has no place on the list. What I miss in the “Heights breakfast and coffee” category is Kaldi, dammit.
Media Matters calls out NPR for basically rolling over on the latest O’Keefe provocation.
For a while, the Sultan of Brunei had mad cash, so he bought an assload of really fancy cars. He fell on harder times, and as a consequence so has his massive car collection.
It turns out that sperm whales may have names.
John Cusack, Johnny Depp, and Hunter Thompson in a convertible. Via the excellent ThisIsNotPorn.
Steve McQueen’s 1970 911S is up for auction. The bid could easily top $150K, or about 500% of the car’s inherent value.