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You know how everyone is always wondering just how Lois Lane never finds it odd that Clark Kent is never around when Superman shows up? or how nobody ever puts two-and-two together about the fact that Peter Parker is the only one who gets such awesome photos of Spiderman?
Well, here’s a similar theory about Barry Manilow….
Apparently Drew Bledsoe’s days as a Buffalo Bill are numbered. Ditching him is probably the right thing to do at this point, since Bledsoe, while not a great starting QB anymore, is still probably too good to sit on the bench behind a brand-new QB seeing his first real NFL action. I’d hoped that the Bills could make a trade, as opposed to the more likely scenario of releasing him outright, but so be it. I do wish Bledsoe the best of luck wherever he ends up. He showed a lot of “stiff upper lip” type stuff during his tenure here, which was admittedly disappointing. I still think the guy has the physical tools to be productive, but I also think that his biggest impediments are on the mental side of the game, which is too bad. Drew Bledsoe is a good guy, and he deserves better than to have the reputation of an immobile statue of a quarterback.
Which brings on J.P. Losman, who is the Bills’ third “quarterback of the future” since Jim Kelly’s retirement in 1996. (Todd Collins and Rob Johnson were the first.) No doubt the Bills will sign an experienced hand to back up Losman, but I expect that it’s Losman’s show now. Good luck to him.
Oh, wow. Via PZ Myers, I see that someone has used the visage of Charles Darwin to spoof the poster for one of my favorite “guilty pleasure” movies. I mean, that movie (and its sequel) is one of the goofiest things I’ve ever seen, and the damn thing always leaves me grinning. And the Darwin Day spoof is a hoot.
Jayme Lynn Blaschke reports that SF author Jack L. Chalker has died. While I’ve never read any Chalker, he’s pretty much a permanent fixture on my “Oh yeah, I gotta read that writer one of these days” list.
Can anyone tell me how to implement one of those automated “Recent Posts” thingies for the sidebar? I’m considering adding such a feature to the archived post pages (as opposed to the main blog page), so that people coming onto specific pages might want to look around a bit before vanishing back into the Bloginiferous Aether. Thanks in advance!
I don’t know about you all, but I can’t see any way that maintaining a blog like this can possibly backfire. I mean, this thing has “Great Idea!” written all over it.
So I’m sitting here dinking around online while The Daughter watches some TV (a couple of Valentine’s Day-themed cartoons), and a JCPenney ad for Valentine’s Day airs, with some sensitive male singer crooning a tune that sounds pretty familiar while typically sappy footage scrolls by, of men and women giving each other nice things that you can buy at JCPenney.
And then I recognize the song as a retooled version of the 80s classic “99 Red Balloons” (“99 Luftballons”, in the original German), which was not about warm happy love but…accidental nuclear war.
All your subtext are belong to us.
Ah, classical and rock music — who said that never the twain shall meet?
(In the Adagio portion of the first movement of Carl Nielsen’s Fifth Symphony, lush strings open the proceedings — but soon the snare drummer is instructed to improvise. A lot. And loudly. If done well, the effect is that of a single drummer and the orchestra attempting to silence him or her. It’s a shame that my college orchestra wasn’t up to the task of trying this particular piece; I’ll bet Aaron’s wife would have had a grand time sinking her teeth into that one. Come to think of it, the Nielsen Fifth Symphony should probably always be programmed after a performance of Ravel’s Bolero, as an apology to the snare drummer.)
Alert readers will certainly have noticed that I have yet to switch masthead images for February. I had every intention of doing so — the next masthead is already selected — but I just don’t want to pull the trigger just yet, because I find the current one so amazingly beautiful. I don’t know what it is — the woman’s eyes, her pose, that blade of grass in her fingers, or her long, thick red hair. I also find myself wondering about the subject of the painting herself — what was her story? Where was she from? Did she know the artist, or did he happen to spot her while walking in the country one day and ask her to pose for him? What sort of life did she lead, and are there any of her descendents out there, looking with amazement upon this painting of their great-grandmother?
I’ll change sooner or later — maybe in March — but I’m not going to like doing it.
