A quiz thing….

I haven’t done a quiz-thing in a really long time, so here’s one I’m stealing from Roger:

A- Advocate for: Combating global warming; the merits of the Star Wars Prequels; the dismissal of everyone with the Buffalo Bills above the rank of “kid who fills the cups with Gatorade”.

B- Best Feature: Either my brain or my hair.

C- Could do without: Joe Lieberman. I’m sure glad they gave him a stern talking-to back in January; it’s turning out well.

D- Dreams and desires: To write something that’s good.

E- Essential items: Books, music, movies, hand and power tools, my computer(s), cats, bib overalls, pizza, rum, beer, lemonade, ice water, apples, white peaches, blueberries, coconut cream pie.

F- Favorite past time: “Past time”? The Romantic Era, I suppose. Pastime? Reading, blogging, generally partaking of any activity involving the “Essential Items” listed above.

G- Good at: learning; wasting time online.

H- Have never tried: Authentic Indian or Thai cuisine, made by pros in a restaurant. I’ve had takeout versions and “quick make at home” kinds of dishes, but never the real items.

I- If I had a million dollars: I’d own a nice house on a nice piece of land.

J- Junkie for: coffee and tea.

K- Kindred spirit: All spirits are kindred. Whoa….

L- Little known fact: I’ve only had stitches once. It was in second grade, when I fell off my bike and hit my chin on the sidewalk.

M- Memorable moment: Playing a work for solo trumpet in college, written by a friend who was majoring in Composition.

N- Never again will I: read Ayn Rand. Once was enough.

O- Occasional indulgence: I try to take a four-day weekend three or four times a year.

P- Profession: Maintenance/Handyman

Q- Quote: “If you set your goals ridiculously high and it’s a failure, you will fail above everyone else’s success.” (James Cameron said that. I just heard it last week, in an article I still need to link one of these days.)

R- Reason to smile: The Daughter continues to grow. Good movies continue to come out. I continue to learn new things.

S- Sorry about: Telling my parents some unimaginably unbelievable whoppers as a kid.

T- Things you are worrying about right now: The vomitous mass that is the United States Senate.

U- Uninterested in: John McCain’s opinion on anything. Sarah Palin’s opinion on anything. Rush Limbaugh’s opinion on anything. Glenn Beck’s opinion on anything. Lather, rinse, repeat.

V- Very scared of: The onward march of ignorance, the increasing disrespect toward science, the disregarding of certain problems until they will be unsolvable, the rigid adherence to the worship of the “free market”.

W- Worst habits: swearing too much, eating too much, surfing the Web too much.

X- X marks my ideal vacation spot: I think I could have fun anywhere at all. Even right here. I’ve been enjoying “staycations” for years.

Y- Yummiest dessert: Ice cream. Cookies. Cake. Coconut cream pie. Apple pie. Cherry cobbler.

Z- Zodiac sign: Libra, even though astrology is a giant batch of hooey.

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Punt, pass, uh…what’s the other thing?

A few random football notes:

:: Wow, the Saints are apparently now officially awesome. They were behind 24-3 at one point in the second quarter, pulled to being down 34-24 as they headed to the fourth — and then they blew out the Dolphins, scoring 22 points to win 46-34.

:: The quarterbacks in that game, Drew Brees and Chad Henne, were a combined 40 of 74 for 509 yards, 1 touchdown, and 5 interceptions. I’ll bet that was a fun game to watch.

:: Speaking of watching stuff, I finally reached my annual frustration point with the Buffalo Bills two weeks ago and decided to stop watching them and watch movies instead. So The Daughter and I spent the time we’d have otherwise had the Bills game on watching the first two Spiderman movies. So of course the Bills are 2-0 in those games.

:: Bills QB Trent Edwards, who showed promise his first two years but has regressed horribly this year, was out yesterday with a concussion. So, in the wake of the victory, I’m already seeing calls for his backup, Ryan Fitzpatrick, to be the new starter, especially after two wins. Fitzpatrick’s numbers? 11 of 22 for 123 yards and one touchdown. Color me unexcited. The Bills’ revolving door at quarterback the last nine years has seen a slew of guys come through who put up numbers like that. (Drew Bledsoe excepted; he actually put up some numbers in his brief time here.)

:: I still love the Spiderman movies, despite their maddening habit of killing off the villains each time out (with one exception) so they can never appear again (in the comics, you never know when Spidey’s gonna have to face Doc Ock again), the complete bungling of the Gwen Stacy character (if she’s not gonna be Peter Parker’s first love and if she’s not gonna die, she just shouldn’t be there at all), and the less-than-enthralling music by Danny Elfman and Christopher Young.

:: I still think that the Vikings are unlikely to get anything other than a playoff berth out of Brett Favre’s presence. The schedule has been completely in their favor the first six games: they’ve been home for each of their three games against good teams, and their first three road games were each against one of the worst teams in the NFL.

:: I know that pass rushers take a while to develop, yada yada yada, but really, color me unimpressed with Bills first-round pick Aaron Maybin. It seems to me that a defensive player taken 11th overall in the entire draft should, after seven games, have more than four tackles. And we’re not even talking about his lack of any sacks, even though he was billed as a top pass-rushing prospect.

:: What’s wrong with Peyton Manning? His yardage was down considerably in Sunday’s game against the Rams, as he failed to break 300 yards for the first time this year. Sure, his numbers (23 of 34, 235 yards, 3 TDs, O INTs) may look good in the afterglow of a 42-6 win, but they may have an issue there.

:: That last was facetious.

That’s all. Next week, the Bills host Houston. I’ll be watching Spiderman 3.

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Sentential Links #187

Here we go….

:: Soupy’s brilliance was that he created this whole comic world. And to be fully appreciated you had to watch everyday. Offstage noises, wise ass puppets popping up in the window, eight foot dogs, sound effects, girlfriends with hairy arms, old film clips, lip syncing songs, classic comedian monologues, zany props, a barrage of corny jokes, slapstick sight gags, and plenty of pies in the face – that was the world of Soupy Sales, coming at you in rapid succession from every which angle. It was so unrehearsed and spontaneous that half the time he didn’t even know what the hell was happening. You could hear the crew offstage laughing, you knew that the set and entire budget was so cheesy the biggest expense was probably all the shaving cream used to make the pies. (Shaving cream? Ewwwwww!)

:: Hello everyone. I just thought that I’d tell you what’s going on around here. I’d tell you my name, but I’m not sure what it is. At first, they called me Sweetie, but that’s been changed to Kitty, sometimes Cat (when my people are angry at me for God knows why) or, worse, F**ker-Cat. Sheesh. I don’t understand people. I like things to be a certain way, you see. I like my meals on time, doors to stay open, and my litter box to be clean. Is that so much to ask? In fact, what prompted me to write is the subject of food.

:: The idea of people being executed was nothing new. I’d grown up seeing sheet after sheet of public notices pasted around the city. Always with the names of the executed criminals written in black ink, each marked with a red cross–to signify their execution. I had also been required, along with the rest of my peers, to watch public trials and the parading of condemned prisoners through the streets before their execution. However, I never knew what happened on the execution grounds, and what he described below haunted me for years to come.

:: It’s funny, how certain things a person learns in school keep coming back and being useful (if you’re lucky). (Or even if you’re not. To my way of thinking, the correct answer to the whiny student asking “When am I gonna need to know this in ‘real life’?” is, and always will be, “Hell, I don’t know. Maybe you will and maybe you won’t. But it’s another item in the toolbox if you do know it.)

:: Book burning, sectarian intolerance, and overalls? Good grief, man, that is just playing to the stereotype of the southern good ol’ boy. Every educated Southerner is cringing at what you’re doing to their image. (Ye Gods, man, pick on the book burning and intolerance, but leave the overalls out of it! Of course, this is the fellow who told me that my overalls make me look like an axe murderer….)

:: Yes, if you are sorely tempted by a married woman, the Bible’s advice is to get yourself a prostitute.

:: Every broken dream that causes me to cry is a direct result of having reached for a place, a person, a thing, or set of circumstances I want to draw into my life. (My good friend got a big disappointment last week, in the form of coming in second for a job that she really wanted. I can relate….)

More next week.

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Sunday Burst of Weirdness

Oddities abound!

:: The fine folks at Guinness have weighed in on ten “unbreakable” world records. Interesting reading…when I was a kid, the annual release of the newest edition of the Book of World Records was always an event.

:: Here’s a news item that thrills the “I can’t wait for the future!” part of me. Apparently the airport in San Diego is one of the country’s busier airports, and it has the country’s busiest runway, because that runway is the airport’s only runway. For various reasons, building a second runway on the airport grounds is unfeasible — so one person has suggested building a runway at sea, around ten miles offshore. Wow!!!

:: First, there was the Discovery Channel doing boom de yada. Then, the always-wonderful xkcd did its own version of boom de yada. Finally, someone animated the xkcd version and sang the words. Boom de yada!

More next week!

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Oh Captains, my Captains: Ten Captains

There’s no doubting it, folks: Captains are cool. Captain is probably the coolest rank, right ahead of General. Lieutenants are OK, and Commanders are fine. Colonels seem to be mostly desk-jockeys and out of touch; Privates and Corporals are just getting started, while Admirals mostly seem to wistfully recall the days when they were Captains. Yup, Captain is where it’s at, folks.

At least, in the world of fiction, Captain is where it’s at. So here is a tribute to fictional Captains of all sorts: ten Captains from fiction that I like a lot.

But first, a couple of special mentions to two real-world Captains. I’m a huge fan of Captain Morgan, of course.

And then, of course, there’s The Captain:

OK, on to the fictional Captains, listed in no particular order:

1. Faramir, Captain of Gondor.

Ah, Faramir — a man who devoted his life to service to Gondor, only to be continually snubbed by a father who doted on his elder son to begin with, and later became a lunatic driven mad both by grief and by his unwise consultations with one of the Palantiri. Into his hands, completely unwittingly, fall two Hobbits and the Ring of Power, but proving his quality, the young Captain of Gondor releases the Hobbits on their mission — and is rewarded by his father with the impossible task of charging the now-overrun city of Osgiliath. But all ends well for Faramir in the end as he weds the beautiful Eowyn of Rohan.

More on Captain Faramir.

2. Captain Benjamin Franklin “Hawkeye” Pierce.

I wasn’t the biggest fan of M*A*S*H when I was growing up, mostly because I now know that by the time I was really aware of the show, it was past its point of highest brilliance; later on, in my late high school and college years, I would see quite a few of the earlier season episodes and realized how good the show had been at first. Not to imply that M*A*S*H was crap in its latter years; far from it, actually, but the show’s high mark was when Trapper John, Frank Burns, and Colonel Blake were still around. But anyway, Captain Pierce was the show’s anchor through every season, combining irreverent suspicion of authority with an unflagging sense of what was right.

3. Captain Honor Harrington.

Honor Harrington is the Captain of a series of space ships in David Weber’s long-running series of novels that tell her adventures. In truth, I’ve only read two of them, but I do plan to read more of them, as Honor Harrington is a fantastic character. She’s clearly meant to be an analogue of that other, more famous, nautical captain of literature, Captain Horatio Hornblower, right down to the initials. Weber’s series of books tells the tale of her adventures and her rise through the ranks of the Royal Manticoran Navy.

4. Captain Geoffrey Thorpe.

Of course, we can’t have a list of favorite Captains without including a couple of pirate captains, and Captain Thorpe is one of the best. Played by Errol Flynn in the movie The Sea Hawk — which happens to be one of my favorite films of all time — Captain Thorpe is the finest of pirates. He is gallant, daring, swashbuckling, and he commands the loyalty of everyone around him. His piracy is motivated by patriotism, as he preys upon Spanish ships and interests in the unacknowledged service of Queen Elizabeth I. Oh, and Captain Thorpe also has a way with the ladies as well.

5. Captain Jack Sparrow.

Captain Sparrow is, for my money, one of the great screen characters of the last ten years. I love him for his complexity: he’s a scheming scoundrel, but he is also gallant when the need is called for and is motivated by a strong moral code that is all his own. That, and he’s often utterly hilarious. I think that the first time we see him, in Pirates of the Carribean: The Curse of the Black Pearl, is one of the best movie entrances of all time:

What I also find funny about Captain Sparrow is that he’s so insistent on being acknowledged as a Captain, and yet, in the three movies, he doesn’t really spend much time being a Captain — he’s constantly losing his ship and trying to get it back. At one point he even tries convincing Davy Jones that he’s not actually a Captain, since he lost his ship to mutiny, but Jones snaps back, “Then you were a poor Captain but a Captain nonetheless. Have you not spent these last years introducing yourself as Captain Jack Sparrow?”

INTERLUDE

Before continuing my list with the last five of my Ten Favorite Captains, there’s another category of Captain that bears a bit of discussion. There are lots of notable fictional captains who, for various reasons, weren’t very good captains, or perhaps they were good captains but in the stories in which we meet them, they are undone by circumstances beyond their control, or perhaps they’re captains in situations where their captaining skills aren’t really much tested.

I was going to mention Captain Smith of Titanic here, but then I remembered that he’s not fictional. Still, ordering his ship to full speed after learning that there are icebergs about isn’t the kind of thing that puts one into the Captain Hall of Fame. On an actual fictional tangent is Captain Harrison of the SS Poseidon, who, after telling his corporate boss that he’s an “irresponsible bastard” for ordering the ship to full speed despite bad weather, goes ahead and orders the ship to full speed despite bad weather. (His ship ends up capsized, and he ends up drowned, for his troubles.)

Star Trek fans will remember that a generally accepted bit of canon, although it didn’t appear in the films, is that Hikaru Sulu was supposed to be the first captain of the USS Excelsior, but his involvement in the Khan-Genesis incident resulted in him being bumped from that assignment and the ship given to an overbearing, arrogant, pompous ass named Captain Styles. Styles also committed the unforgivable Trek character sin of downplaying the legendary exploits of the Enterprise (“I can’t wait to start breaking some of the Enterprise‘s speed records tomorrow!”), so his comeuppance — having to sit on the bridge helplessly as his ship ground to a halt after he’d ordered warp speed — was quite welcome. Captain Sulu would later, indeed, get command of the Excelsior.

And then there’s Captain Will Decker, who was Captain of the Enterprise right up until the moment when it became necessary for the Enterprise to actually go somewhere. Once that happened, Decker was supplanted as Captain as another guy (who will be discussed later in this post) took over. Decker got a consolation prize, though, when he physically melded with an enormous machine-intelligence to become…well, I don’t know what. But it sure looked cool!

I suppose that we’ll never know how good Captain Clarence Oveur was at his job, but if he hadn’t eaten the fish for dinner, we’d never have witnessed Ted Stryker’s redemption for the death of George Zip.

Proving that apology to one’s superiors may be a good policy but it’s still not any guarantee of future success is Captain Lorth Needa. But being in the right place at the right time — i.e., the execution due to incompetence of your direct superior — sure worked out well for Captain Firmus Piett, didn’t it? It’s the age-old method of career advancement: just hang out, do your job well, don’t screw up, and sooner or later you’ll have to move up when the person ahead of you blunders badly.

6. Captain Jean DeWolff.

Jean DeWolff was a recurring supporting character in the Marvel Comics universe, mainly in the Spiderman titles. She was very tough and unrelenting, often wearing a beret on the job; she was also supportive, if not downright friendly, toward Spiderman. Unfortunately, Captain DeWolff met an untimely end in a storyline that was one of the best Spiderman tales of the 1980s, although she has apparently turned up anew in the “Ultimate” line of Marvel comics.

7. Captain Barney Miller.

Now if there’s a most-underrated classic sitcom ever, Barney Miller has to at least be in the running. That show was hilarious and full of great and memorable characters, and yet I never see it mentioned in lists of great old teevee shows. What gives!

The show was one of the great formulae for comedy: the workplace of eccentric weirdos, seen through the relatively sane eyes of a single character. In this case, our island of sanity is Captain Miller himself, who has to deal with detectives with who are all neurotic about different things and the endless stream of red tape and paperwork that get in the way of police work. I loved this show and would love to see it again.

(I love that, according to the show’s Wikipedia page, many police professionals viewed the show fondly, some to the point of addressing Hal Linden, who played Barney Miller, as “Captain”.)

8. Captain Han Solo.

Oh come on, you knew he’d be on here. Come to that, those of you still reading who have been around a while no doubt know which two captains are going to round out this list, but let’s plug on, anyway.

So. Han Solo, captain of the Millennium Falcon, the fastest hunk of junk in the galaxy, which made the Kessel Run in less than twelve parsecs. He’s a captain of his own ship and he’s got the undying loyalty of his copilot, Chewbacca. His ship isn’t that big, so he makes his living not by hauling freight but by smuggling contraband. He’s in hawk to a gangster, and he doesn’t much believe in anything…yet. He’s the archtypal scoundrel with a heart of gold, the money-loving mercenary who can’t tear himself away from his new friends when they need him, even if it means ending up inside a block of carbonite. When we meet him he’s the amoral rogue, following the bag of coin, but at the end, he’s found a cause and has fought and sacrificed for it. All the while, being a pretty good Captain.

9. Captain Malcolm Reynolds.

Oh yeah, you’d better believe it. Back when I wrote about Firefly, I noted that Malcolm Reynolds — “Mal” to his friends, even though River Tam points out that “Mal” is French for “bad” — undergoes a character arc that is pretty much the reverse of Han Solo’s. (Solo is the rogue who becomes an idealist fighting for a cause; Reynolds starts off fighting for a cause but becomes a rogue when he’s defeated.) What occurred to me in writing this post is that Reynolds also somewhat parallels another of my captains above: Captain Jack Sparrow. Both men are motivated by two beliefs: their belief in freedom, and their belief that a ship — for Sparrow, the Black Pearl, and for Reynolds, the Serenity — is the key for a man to have true freedom. Both men are, also, scoundrels with hearts of gold who can be extremely dangerous when crossed. And both have their own unique ways of speaking.

He’s also fiercely loyal to those he has chosen to surround himself with. In the course of the show, he ends up with a doctor and the doc’s sister on board, both of whom are fugitives who make life more difficult for an already-shoestring operation. But in one episode, when the doctor and his sister fall into trouble, Mal Reynolds comes back for them. Later, the doctor asks him why he’s done this, since just leaving them would have made things much easier; Captain Reynolds replies, “You’re on my crew.” The doc presses the point, asking again, and Reynolds says again, “You’re on my crew. Why are we still talking about this?”

Here’s a good Malcolm Reynolds moment:

10. Captain James Tiberius Kirk.

Yup. The best Captain ever. This is a Captain who will romance the woman, punch out the bad guy, lock phasers on target, reprogram vital tests to his advantage, destroy his own ship to take out some Klingons, steal his own ship back to go get his friend’s body, go back in time to find some whales because the Vulcan whose brain isn’t quite all there yet says he should, fight a Gorn to the death and then refuse to kill him, mouth off to a Federation envoy when he’s ordered to babysit some storage bins filled with “quadrotriticale”, talk any out-of-control robot into a logical conundrum so extreme that it burns out its own circuits, and…well, Jim Kirk does it all. That’s why he’s awesome.

And there we have it. Thanks to Captains everywhere!

(Lest there be any misunderstanding whatsoever, let me iterate that not one word of this post is to be interpreted as a statement of any kind of opinion on the real world military, and not one word of the first graf of this post, specifically my statements about ranks other than Captain, is meant to be taken seriously in any way. If I have any real-world Colonels among my readership, no, I do not really think you’re a desk jockey.)

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Something for Thursday

My alma mater, Wartburg College, was noted for the very high quality of its vocal music groups — still is, I suppose. Chief among these was the Wartburg Choir. I had the privilege of going on tour with the Choir in my freshman year, as they did a piece that actually included a small brass ensemble. It was a setting of my least favorite hymn of all time, “A Mighty Fortress”, but that was a small price to pay to get to hear these people on a nightly basis.

The choir closed out each concert in the same way, offering this unimaginably gorgeous setting of a spiritual as their encore. I couldn’t find a video of the actual Wartburg Choir doing it, but I did find this amazing high school chorus doing the piece. Here’s “Give Me Jesus”.

I don’t often associate pieces of music with things — even the Star Wars score has become an abstract entity for me over the years — but this is one of the rare works that transports me back to another time and another place.

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